Good Afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen and all others who suffer from irritability, lack of tolerance for the foibles of life and general distain for those who don’t share their view on life. Isn’t life strange.
Blood sugars this morning were something or other, highish I know, but that was this morning.
Here in Tilehurst Towers there or their is a strong smell of paint and also freshly cut grass, notice I don’t use the word lawn, the spelling is far two difficult and would have that gardening chappie off the idiot box “ Don Percy Titchmarch” pulling his hare out, if indeed he has hair, you tell me.
Spring feels imminent, me, me’s and myself won’t make puns on Hooke’s law, but am thinking about “ second to the right and keep straight on till morning “. Good job TLA’s are a no go area for me, me’s and myself, my mind is mess as it is. Aye aye captain.
Please note any words spelt correctly are an aberration and should be shot at Dawn, a nice obliging time ov day.