Not even late summer
And I need the heating
But I can't
well, just because.
So I have:
Hot bowl of custard
The laptop is very warm
because it's been on and on my lap all day.
Good job I need no more children!
You can guess from the photos
where I've been
first is me and my bro'
then him givin' away his girl
and then what the bride and groom Fink
about the matter.
So there I was, all set to get up early today
and cut the grass
only to fling wide the curtains
and see the rain
landing on the grass
making it wet
and therefore unsuitable for cutting.
I could cut the hedge.
One can do that in the rain
without wrecking the lawnmower
but instead I get wet.
But not as wet as in the thunder the other day
which produced a pretty heavy downpour
which overwhelmed the gutters
and ran off the roof onto the path outside the back door
and almost reached the door level
in fact would have done if I hadn't started bailing.
I got quite anxious.
And experienced, maybe, about half of one percent
of what the people of Pakistan must be experiencing
in their dreadful floods.
I can't begin to imagine.
It's been a while
But my excuse is that I
was out of
But my connection has
now been restored
But I did have a great
time away testing
out the coast
But despite all best
efforts I did not
I've come home to discover that:
All the BP oil spill has vanished
The NHS is been revolutionised
Norwich are predicted to gain promotion
to the top footy division (by my psychic spider)
and the banks are rolling in money again.
So these snaps are me starting in the Irish Sea at St Bees and ending in the North Sea at Robin Hood's Bay.