I’ve been making every effort to provide employment for the little people that live in my neck of the woods. This ‘ickle chap is thoroughly enjoying cleaning my glasses, except when I used them to stir my coffee of course. He did get some over-time that day although his glances in my direction were a […]
I entered the murder scene. There were bodies in every room. The old man sat on the sofa staring into the distance. I made a list: 8 spiders, 3 flies, 4 earwigs, a mouse, a rat and a kitten – all under up-turned glasses. All dead. I spoke to the old man. No response. I […]
One sure sign of summer is when you empty the dishwasher and there are more glasses than mugs ……… ……. either that, or you’ve got a drinking problem …. (This is the sort of post that changes lives, Peabrain. Nice tea-cloth. Lo.TG Ed) .
