Tea for one and one for tea
Creak, the door opens but it seems I'm the only one here. Oh well, nunquam mens, as the Romans didn't say (because it means never brain), I'll drink my tea and eat my lightly buttered oatcake in peace.
Mmmm, ought to tidy up a little. Cobwebs are obviously on offer this week. Should have brought my ceiling duster thingy. Meanwhile, I'll just hum the tune I've been humming since yesterday 'I met a boy called Frank Mills, on September 12th right here........'
Mmmm, ought to tidy up a little. Cobwebs are obviously on offer this week. Should have brought my ceiling duster thingy. Meanwhile, I'll just hum the tune I've been humming since yesterday 'I met a boy called Frank Mills, on September 12th right here........'
posted by Fennie @ 11:11 AM
2 Comments:
At August 17, 2007 12:04 PM ,
WesterWitch/Headmistress said...
Ah hah - there you are I have bought a full cleaning kit . . .shouldn't take too long - there have been cleaners coming in once a month . . .
Ta coffee for me - strong and black . . .
At August 17, 2007 2:56 PM ,
Fennie said...
Strong and black coffee coming up. Sorry it's tardy. Elder Daughter was offered a job in Starbucks once but clearly they didn't feel they could make me the same offer.
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