Thursday, 6 January 2011
The people who bought the house that backs onto the garden have moved their monster barbeque from under their spare room window (bright eh?)...and where is it now? Being cemented onto the back of our garden wall with the chimney peeping over so we can share their summer smoke. I am surrounded by morons. Excuse me while I take a cab out a window.
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
The invisible wife still waits to be collected by her husband who vanished in a German Oktoberfest. She is trying to give away Fido but nobody wants a half mad, wild alsatian. It's a pity. He's actually very nice when fed and watered. She should not be allowed to have a dog.