So could be the dream house deal fell through, it isn’t looking hopeful,but it ‘ain’t over till the fat lady sings’ as they say and so far I am not singing.
I think the Universe was teasing me but never mind there is a plan B.
Meanwhile two ’sick’ kids home, their combined temperatures wouldn’t constitute a fever, but one claims a ’stomachache’, while scarfing down breakfast, the other has a ‘headache’, that is being eased by watching ‘Narnia’ full volume.
Having complained that the region one ‘School Of Rock’ wont play on the portable dvd player,one of FOUR dvd players we have in the house!!
I decided to tell them ( again ) the story of how when I was their age we only had a black and white TV, you know how kids LOVE stories of your poverty stricken childhood. Given the right topic I can make mine sound like Angela’s Ashes.
We could only get decent reception if my younger brother stood in the corner with a coathanger over his head, and don’t think about fighting over the remote, cos ‘ when I was a lass’, we had to get up and turn the tv over.
( “What! Get up? Off the sofa?”)
Yes, indeed, we had to get off our fat backsides and clunk around a big dial, reposition kid brother and bollock him for not keeping the hanger in the air high enough.
(” My arms hurt, whine moan”)
Aye times was ‘ard in ‘them days’.
2 Comments
February 8, 2008 at 3:44 pm
Love the new banner! Great photography and your handsome chaps.
Any news on the house?
February 4, 2008 at 11:13 pm
i really like the flow of this particular piece…