doolally-tap!
‘More even than usual LL?’
I spent the whole of yesterday chuntering about, well just about anything and everything.
‘That’s it I’m off!’
Not like cream, mind, although with this humid weather that is a distinct possibility!
Himself slowly reached for his Dad’s Army tin hat safely stowed away in his commode.
A smile resembling a wind pain smile crossed his ageing phizog, closely followed by a resigned look of Now What?
All day I searched Mr Google’s emporium for hovels and caves and sadly drew a blank. You wouldn’t believe the prices? Bumped up by folk with the exact same desire.
In the cool of the evening common sense came riding to the rescue like a fat Thelwell pony.
‘What am I doing?’ I said to himself as he surreptitiously swifted the tin hat back into its place of safety. His whole demeanour changed, the smiles were no longer wind assisted. Things had suddenly looked up as my grumps rode off into the night.
‘Now about this pond!’
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