It’s never a good thing to write when you are mad is it? Well who cares. So stand well back as there is smoke coming out of this post. Tonight I met a most charming individual, here in my very own village. This most wonderful of beings was a man who by the look of … More An ode to the Fecker I met in the village tonight.
Sometimes I forget people who know me read this blog. Today, via a parcel in the post, I got a reminder they do. I received a package from the postman with my huband and my name and address typed on the front. Inside was a present for our twenty fifth wedding anniversary. Why I hear … More Surprise package, but from who?