Showing posts with label Lillies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lillies. Show all posts

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

He Tried, Bless Him

Henry knew there was something up so went to town on the wisdom.

He also tried to make me laugh and for that he gains extra points. But he was never going to succeed in bringing me out of my shell. And so he continued joshing about Bill Clinton, the lack of romance in today's horrible society and how prevalent easy sluttish sex is. I sipped my weak tea clamping my dead eyes on his, and he laughed. Laughed about his conquests as a young man, his hard mattress and his lumbar support chair. And as I looked at his easy, booze-fuelled blue eyes I wondered what he'd do if I jumped on him. Probably die happy. But that will never happen because I don't like his nose.


After a while Henry left for work and I concocted a chicken casserole leaving it in the slow- cooker, which I hope will continue to slow-cook because the Electricity men were banging on the door earlier saying the power will be switched off 'later'. Bugger.
But anyway I made it and hopefully Henry and Walter will come home to a nice dinner.

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I've just put a bouquet of lillies and roses in my bedroom and closed the door on account of not wanting Monty to crunch the petals. Cats and flowers don't mix. But oh this bouquet is something else. Lillies and I'm not sure if I've spelt that right, anyway these lillies are quite simply stunning. They're open now and showing colours like lilac and the sweetest pink, their elegant petals spiked and looking like sugar coated daggers. The pink roses are small in comparison but are equally beautiful, well maybe not...
I've never been given Lillies before but I might just start buying the occasional bunch from now on. I do have a bunch of artificial ones in the front room, but they're orange and don't quite have the same heavenly impact as the pinks. But they look good sitting on the windowsill gazing out onto the road and all the slow paced people.

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I have to go now.
More tomorrow.