This was going to be a wordless Wednesday but as the whole of the last week seems to have been pretty much wordless here, I thought i’d sit and type a few.
God, isn’t the weather bloody awful (well it is if you’re in England anyway ) and I for one am sick of being cold and wet. The ACL and I have managed to do precisely NOTHING in the garden and it’s just so frustrating. This situation isn’t helped by TG calling from South Africa with tales of golf in the sunshine. And although I know that he works very hard during the week and does awful hours, I can’t help feeling just a tad hard done by. Much as I would like to join Mr & Mrs Folly who are heading over there in a week or so, I can’t because of work and parental responsibilities! So I’m saving my hols for when he gets back and have a little surprise booked for him in July…
In the meantime Dear Reader we have Vag Mons to look forward to at the weekend – bookings are cracking on apace and I am practising my moans (although not when The Child is in the house – he would be hideously embarrassed!). For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about have a look at You Tube – Vagina Monologue moans….that’ll be me Saturday night – I am a little nervous! Apart from that it’s just been wall to wall work…remind me again why I took this job?
So there you go, a few words of not much consequence and to leave you with, a few pictures I came across whilst looking for a pergola we once saw in Italy and want to replicate. So let’s Dear Reader, dream of sunnier days, the smell of freshly mown grass and a nice cold Pimms on the lawn. I can taste it already!
Ok – I know they’re all of Italy….I like Italy – makes me think of holidays past and sunshine!