Another gorgeous day. We had a light sprinkling of rain last night, but hardly a teaspoon. It must be nearly three weeks now. I awoke to the wonderful scent of freshly baked bread which J. had set up in the breadmaker late last night. The purple on this shrub in my garden is so bright it almost hurts my eyes. I should be finishing off the skirting boards in N's room but it seems a pity to be inside on such a lovely day. I wish I could get rid of this headache, though.
The headache serves you right for munching on "Bounty" bars. The taste of paradise? Huh! By the way what was that piece of lemon doing to the lemon squeezer? Arcane Enigma?
ReplyDeleteHurumph clearly no sympathy from your direction for my three-day pounder... scowl.
ReplyDeleteAnd your lemon reference is far too subtle for me to understand thank goodness.
But hey, do you like my poem on a kiwi O.E?
Lemon o the squeezer ?? Not so sure, Mr Pudding, could have been pre breakfast cocktails, they do things funny in the BOP.
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