I’d had a fairly successful day. Been for a haircut, did some editing of my latest book, managed a modicum of success with revamping one of the sketches for said book. I even cooked us (Ziggy, Leon and myself) a lovely super - my version of southern fried chicken with special coleslaw and a few … Continue reading The Trouble with Dogs
For readers who think my son Leon is a little sweetie, or those of you who know the older version and think of him as a lovely, smiley (not-so) young man, ever ready to lend a helping hand, think again my friends, because the little b@$!@~d keeps beating me! I kid you not. It’s … Continue reading MY SON KEEPS BEATING ME!
My morning began quite normally, with Ziggy bringing me a cup of tea in bed just before he watches the 08:00 news on the telly. It is customary for me to take my daily medications with said tea before settling back down for another half hour’s kip, depending on what time I went to bed … Continue reading A Cup of Tea and Dog Farts
So yesterday wasn’t a regular Black Friday for me, it was more of a Frenetic Phone-call Friday. I received more calls that morning than I normally get in a week! It started at 08:25 when Brad phoned me, though I suppose I’d better give you a bit of background first. Our septic tank needed emptying. … Continue reading Irregular Black Friday (or How to Empty a Septic Tank)
A couple of days ago I was kicked out of my slumbers at 05:45 by dogs barking. Constantly. I could hear them going crazy at a distance (obviously the front gate) then after a gap (while they raced down the garden path) closer-by at the rear/side fence. Clearly something or someone was on the prowl. … Continue reading Unexpected Visitors
I'm sorry there aren't more pics, but the quality of the film has proved that many of our photographs just haven't stood the test of time as well as they might.
