Granny is damp

Hello All.

I am dying here.
I am sitting here with perspiration running down my face.
And it is going to get hotter next month.
I am so uncomfortable.
The fan is just moving hot air around.

It has been a strange weekend.
I got a bee in my bonnet.
No, I got a whole swarm of bees in my bonnet.
I cleaned the flat from top to bottom.
Even going as far as washing the curtains!
This is not normal behaviour for me.
I wonder if I have been abducted by aliens.
And brainwashed.
YOU NEVER KNOW.

Mex has an ongoing fight with Jasmine.
She is not allowed to bark when she is in the flat.
She suffers.
She lies here making little chirping noises.
She loves to bark.
At the dogs across the road to tell them she is up.
At the guy who delivers the newspapers.
At the postman whom she hates.
With an absolute passion.

I think that is about to change.
We heard, today, that the there was a break in next door, last night.
Their sliding door was lifted right out and is badly damaged.
They were asleep.
They must sleep very well.
I think Jasmine might be allowed to bark now.

I was sitting with our sliding door open last night.
Mex was uneasy.
Not about intruders.
He thought a snake might slither in.
It is highly unlikely.
They wouldn’t like it here either.

If a snake DID come in I would be in a lot of danger.
Of being trampled to death by Mex as he raced for safety.

Now I am going to post another picture of my beach.
Because I miss it.
And it might make me feel cooler.