The Homemaker

Some days are days of plenty; others ones of slim pickings.  Today is one of the latter; yesterday one of the former.  Hence today another one of yesterday’s

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26 July 2016 at 10.07

We are blessed with excellent next-door neighbours. 

They are diligent and caring cat-minders when we are away, and generous payers when Thunderthighs returns the favour with their cats.  

So my heart fell a little when I got this text yesterday morning.

"Does Thunderthighs deliver the Homemaker newspaper?"

Worrying that they may have got fed up with the noise and smell of the family I replied:

"No but we should still have the one that came with Saturday's Journal if you want it.  Ferretfingers hoards them.  We are out 'til tea time."

"Ah. In that case, does that explain the half-hundredweight of copies that are in our recycling bin?  I assumed they'd been dumped by a delivery person."

"Yes: it was a megameltdown & tantrum day and he'd already dug them out of our bin twice so I wz desper8.  He's 2 idle 2 go all the way 2 your bin."

"Ha OK That explains everything.  I couldn't work out if they were the surplus at the end of a delivery or something.  You get to give the lad credit, they were in pristine condition 😀"