Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Next instalment

So, mention of long tresses in my last post because yesterday I went and plocked down in a chair at the local ladies salon and said "Cut it all off." Which they did. I must be mad, winter's coming. But I'm happy!

Meanwhile, up in the skies, the lads seem to be having a fine old time.

"Cheeeese! You've got a microphone up your nose."

The dog and I have just lit a fire (he supervised from a safe distance) and we're about to do some quilting. At least, I'll operate the needle and quilt; he'll operate the zzzZZzzz noises.


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