It's all very calm and sunny again here today. But I hear (or read) that it might snow oop north tonight.
Hmmm, some strange things do get mentioned at funerals. Tiny was telling me about a quote from the IT crowd this morning. "I don't like funerals, I never know what to say."
"Just say you're sorry for their loss and move on," came the reply.
Later at the funeral. "I'm sorry for your loss, move on."
It has been sunny here. Got my washing dried.
Went for a run and the wind was against me the whole time. How does that happen?
Tiny was once traumatised by Mr Blobby. And Tall burst into tears at a Lego Land explorers display.
I would look like a clown in Big's shoes.
Actually, I look like a clown without Big's shoes.
I am feeling nostalgic and just a bit wistful today.
Our Christmas light is up all year round. I may put a sprig of holly on it later, if the birds haven't eaten all the berries.
You'll be relieved to hear the green bin is back with it's mate, black bin, and is safely tucked into bin corner.
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