Notice how crowded the beach was yesterday?
I was almost the only
idiot dedicated dog walker down there.
It was cold and grey.
Later it rained so I was pleased that Jasmine got her walk.
She might not be so lucky today.
There is a gale blowing.
And I have lots to do.
Besides chatting away to you lot.
So, this morning I decide to make up the beds for my expected guests.
Only to discover that the duvets are paper thin.
Small wonder that granddaughter always uses a sleeping bag too.
Down to the shops.
Select two duvets.
Get to the counter.
My card is missing in action.
A moment of panic.
Like one does.
Recalled I had used it,yesterday, at a nearby supermarket.
Got it back.
I have never done that before.
Is old age finally taking it’s toll?
Now I have put on some music.
Mex has gone to the pub to watch the rugby.
What is good music to accompany washing the floors?
Yes,yes,yes….I KNOW I said I was going to do them yesterday.
They didn’t go anywhere.
They are still waiting for me.
They are still dirty.
No magic elves did them during the night.
One can always hope.
Hmmmmmm…I don’t think Dr.Hook is going to motivate me.
I think I need some Queen.
Only I can’t find the cd’s.
And I have a whole lot of them.
Another of life’s little mysteries.
Ok….I have procastinated enough.
Beds have to be made etc.