January has 94 days....
....or at least it feels like it has. Cold and dull or wet and dull, what a choice. Hibernation seems like a good idea. Christmas was crap, I had a bug for about six weeks and felt grim for the whole festive period. I'm drawing a line under the whole snotty mess.
Nothing doing in the garden as it's too wet to dig, plus we are waiting for more men to peer at the councils' trees and say " Oh yes that's what has destroyed your conservatory". This saga is now in its 17th month!!!
Dogs are getting on fine, Malcolm dipped his toes in the lake yesterday and then ran away in terror. Keith just bounces in with no regard for his own safety. I just dry wet paws and get covered in mud. A lot of mud.
Well,
this is bloody tedious even for me, I shall go and make coffee.
Nothing doing in the garden as it's too wet to dig, plus we are waiting for more men to peer at the councils' trees and say " Oh yes that's what has destroyed your conservatory". This saga is now in its 17th month!!!
Dogs are getting on fine, Malcolm dipped his toes in the lake yesterday and then ran away in terror. Keith just bounces in with no regard for his own safety. I just dry wet paws and get covered in mud. A lot of mud.
Well,
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