Raindrops keep falling on my head....
...and shoulders and knees, in fact most of me seems to be getting a little soggy over the last few days. I listen faithfully to Tommy Shakermaker and the gang on Aunty Beeb, but lately they keep saying "The weather is difficult to predict at this time". Pardon me, but is that not their job? Although it's interesting to hear about global weather, it 'aint much use to me in The Shire. A little more U.K weather would please me greatly.
And another Beeb rant....WHY DOES GARDENERS WORLD GET CULLED FOR SOME SPORTING EVENT OR OTHER??? I am a GW nut, especially with a new pup to coo at, It is one of the few progs that I bother to watch. There are loads of sport channels, but no gardening ones. Maybe I should start one "Fatbirds guide to bumbling and bluffing your way around the garden". Catchy.
The blessed husband is winging his way overseas again, So the house is stocked with all the essentials; Food, Mags, Dod Food, Coffee and yarn. That's me sorted for a few days hehe.
I'm going out with my dad this week (Genghis Ken) to eat cake and put the world to rights, We usually wander around a park or garden centre He talks, I listen. It gives him a break from Atilla-the-mum. Strange things parents, A job that I love but still feel swamped by at times, even though they've grown up and left home. My mental health is fine and dandy which is splendid and something that I appreciate every single day. I always feel happier in the longer days, which is understandable, as I am not nocturnal.
Back to sewing club this week, no deaths which is good! They are all quite far along life's meandering path! Personally, I intend to pop my clogs at a great age, whilst drinking a mojito and cheering on a naked male wrestling match! We shall see.
Laters taters.
And another Beeb rant....WHY DOES GARDENERS WORLD GET CULLED FOR SOME SPORTING EVENT OR OTHER??? I am a GW nut, especially with a new pup to coo at, It is one of the few progs that I bother to watch. There are loads of sport channels, but no gardening ones. Maybe I should start one "Fatbirds guide to bumbling and bluffing your way around the garden". Catchy.
The blessed husband is winging his way overseas again, So the house is stocked with all the essentials; Food, Mags, Dod Food, Coffee and yarn. That's me sorted for a few days hehe.
I'm going out with my dad this week (Genghis Ken) to eat cake and put the world to rights, We usually wander around a park or garden centre He talks, I listen. It gives him a break from Atilla-the-mum. Strange things parents, A job that I love but still feel swamped by at times, even though they've grown up and left home. My mental health is fine and dandy which is splendid and something that I appreciate every single day. I always feel happier in the longer days, which is understandable, as I am not nocturnal.
Back to sewing club this week, no deaths which is good! They are all quite far along life's meandering path! Personally, I intend to pop my clogs at a great age, whilst drinking a mojito and cheering on a naked male wrestling match! We shall see.
Laters taters.
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