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January 2023 at 19.27
Last
night, shortly after I'd reached the top landing with the full laundry basket,
there was a huge crash.
Then Ferretfingers calling
"Mum. Mum. It's fallen"
"What
has?"
Silence then "It's vandalism".
I was in too grumpy a mood and too busy
hanging up wet washing to go back down immediately.
When I did go
back downstairs I found Thunderthighs in the hall picking up bits of glass and
hoovering.
One
of Phil's photos had hurled itself off the wall and broken its glass; Thunderthighs Godblesshim was clearing up. I texted Mrs
Leftfoot
to see if she had a spare photo-frame that fitted.
So
far so odd.
This
morning, getting ready for the farm, I felt something inside one of my wellies
(which live in the hall). On
investigation it turned out to be: an AAA battery; the little parrot badge Phil
used to wear on his Cheap Sunglasses outfit but minus the pin; and a 1980 5peseta
coin which can only have been from when we went on holiday to Tenerife.
The
only place I can imagine these came from is a ceramic frog trinket bowl which
sat on the delft rack beneath the photo. But the frog was undamaged, the lid still on
and it hadn't moved far.
There
was a Wallsend historically interesting piece of pottery that was broken, but
repairable I hope.
I'm
still trying to work out what, if any, message Phil was trying to send.
In
the meantime I've moved the frog onto the whatnot where it can be seen and
appreciated a lot more; and some of the green Cretan pots onto the delft-rack.
Dr
E Spooky
Mrs
Lasagne That so strange and spooky ! X
Ms
Marx Definitely spooky but Mr Marx to the rescue!
He's just letting you know he's still around.
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