The Rustle of Biscuits in the Night
Tuesday 4 August 2009
It never ceases to amuse me how fast cats can run in from the garden as soon as the faintest rustle of food is heard…
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It never ceases to amuse me how fast cats can run in from the garden as soon as the faintest rustle of food is heard…
Continue readingSo Iâm standing in the rain under a broken umbrella waiting for the bus, and all around me everyone else has very nice, not broken, umbrellas. I guess nowâs not the right time to try and sell a functionally deficient…
Continue readingI am officially tired. Absolutely shattered. The new door to the garage is up and in place with the new lock. Weâve also planted a second lot of vegetables – I hope itâs not too late – and a delicious…
Continue readingIâve had a few weekâs now when Iâve been doing the cleaning during sunny weather, and Iâve been fast and perky and its gone really quickly. Today however it is cold and wet outside, and the morning is dragging and…
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