MY official day at last! Feel free to butt in though, everyone! My day is your day!
A lovely sunny day here in ye olde England today, all sunny, warm and bright - so guess who's come down with a cold? It's like Fate is mocking me (waving my fist defiantly at Fate!). Still, I did get to spend some time with the cat out in my back garden, which was luvverly.
He's got this hate thing going with another cat, who keeps taking the mickey and butting in on Doc's territory (my cat is called Doc - just deal with it, 'kay?), so rather than relax with me on the bench, he spent most of his time sniffing around and leaving his scent everywhere, which is so gross I don't even want to think about it.
If Margaret's been able to find time to watch any British telly, highlights this past week have been the finale of 'Casanova', the Snooker World Championships starting (come on Ronnie O'Sullivan) and two episodes of the incredible Doctor Who (second one due on Saturday night) - though I suspect she's been FAR too busy having fun to see ANY of this stuff.
I nodded off this afternoon, and dreamt that those bloody farmers who live opposite were using my back garden as a show jumping room with their DAMN HORSES! I have no farmers opposite. There are no horses. I must eat less cheese...
Roger (Wellington)
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No snooker (since Ronnie O'Sullivan is of course going to win), no Doctor Who, 'cause she wants to do so much else, so my life and a very important part of it (I have the scarf's to prove this) has been placed on hold (although I doubt she realises that I have a backup plan and friends and family recording the missed episodes).
Sigh... and all because the lady is in the country, bring FANTASTIC weather with her! Sorry Wellington, but whilst York might be sucking in the weather sticks right now, where-ever we have been, the sun has shone and my freckles have come out to play. Or as Margaret would say, "its perfect for picture taking.... oh and would you be so kind as to hold my bag.... and pass me that lens.... and take this roll of film.... and give me that roll of film.... no not that roll.... THAT roll! Honestly don't you know the difference between two unmarked containers of film?
FYI Steve, if you think that on your photo-tripping quests I am going to do this for you too, you can first of all look into bribery methods. Mind you, I'm cheap. A pint of bitter and a packet of salt and vinegar crisps works for me.
Regards to all from ye olde England
I think it's shocking that she hasn't let you stay in to watch Doctor Who. Doesn't she realise it's a national pastime? Probably a good job though - thiois weekend featured aliens who fart a lot, and she'd never have understood.
A pint of bitter and a packet of salt and vinegar crisps - you clearly know the Right Way To Live.
Oh - Ronnie's been struggling! Nothing is certain!
If their are aliens about to invade who fart a lot (attempting to asphixiate us?) then Ronnie will come to save the day!
Still carrying her camera bag....
If Ronnie O'Sullivan doesn't make a cameo appearance now on Saturday's episode, I'm gonna be deeply disappointed.
And next week - Daleks!!!!
Sorry - I'm being a saddo now, aren't I?