SUNDAY 23rd FEBRUARY
Home since Thursday
Middlesister has been brilliant at phoning up to see we are ok and to
keep my spirits up.
We sometimes get quite silly.
During her call yesterday, I looked out of the back window and was delighted to see
there were little birds landing on our newest feeder.
“Oh! There’s tits on my nuts” I
ejaculated.
There was a shriek of laugher followed by
“Well as long as there’s not nuts on your tits you’re ok.”
Loud laughter from the fourpennies, as our old Mum used to say
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