While I've been up in That London for the last few months the dust snuck in and blanketed the house - slightly less in the places where someone had brushed a space to eat at the table or torn a path through the cobwebs on the stairs.
But I'm back and banging moths out of their sexy revels in my jumpers, degreasing the stove, taking the bindweed off the pinks and marigolds in the garden and getting my sunny sunshine clothes out from the under-the-bed-boxes.
It's lovely to be home
Hitch.
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I recently watched the charming 1989 “crime comedy” Breaking In (directed
by Bill Forsyth and written by John Sayles — how could it be bad?), in
which Burt...
9 hours ago
Hazzah! For sunny-clothes
ReplyDeletehuzzah indeed - and then it rained because this is England!
DeleteDust seems to sneak in, no matter what. [sigh]
ReplyDeleteI know and I just got the house all clean last year - how does it happen?
Deletesunny? hot? sure, sure, it was 109F (42.7C) here today! xoxoxo
ReplyDelete"109F"
DeleteI would like to be the first to declare "Sweet Mary Sunshine!" on that one!