was yesterday. ayrshire, ever happy to provide me with fodder for my pen...
whipped up some gale force wind to accompany a trip to the car boot sale. hah!
us scot's love to blether on about the foulness of the weather. yesterday was special, it took a hardy soul to walk that car boot sale. everything was flying off the tables, toys, books, clothes, china. stall holders were scurrying around making futile attemps to save their merchandise. damn, i almost forgot, in between blasts of freezing wind it would rain as well. were there bargains to be had? you betcha! was i interested ... no way! my fellow boot sale goer, made of sturdier stuff than me, myself managed to purchase a bargain lot of plants for the garden and a wheelchair (at an unbelievably cheap price), that girl loves a bargain.
me, i was just overjoyed when i made it back to the car without being blown away or giving in to my indecent obsession with bacon rolls and hot chips from greasy food carts.
I Got Myself Back To The Garden
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Mr. Moon should be home in an hour or so and it's about time. This cat
needs her daddy human. I can't believe we call each other "mama" and daddy"
when...
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