Cloudy am, sunny after lunch, 12ºC. Putting in a fancy new wavy white edging border on the tiny front garden plot when a party of nubile young ladies walked by, almost dressed in short summer gear. Got a smile and a hello from all, cheered me up until one said “Can you get up alright, Mister?”
Finished, yes girls, managed to get up OK (with the help of the spade) and went round to the back garden. At long last I fitted my granddaughter’s birthday pressies: Clock/barometer/thermometer/plant holder and a big crystal ball/solar powered lamp. Employed another b’day gift, lovely 2 foot long magnetic spirit level, to fit the clock. Discovered that my battery drill was out of charge when the drill bit became stuck in the wall. Fortunately spare battery was charged up. Removed drill bit, carried on. Gadget is perfickly level.???
My life is so exciting…??
When the Thought Police arrive at your door, think -
I'm out.
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