Wind dried
August 17, 2008
Sheets fresh off the (new) washing line, showered, pyjamas fresh off the (new
1) washing line, and a house to myself (again). Half past seven isn’t too early for bed is it? Probably.
Instead I’m going to enjoy the cider that I went out and bought when I discovered that I didn’t have the willpower not to, and am going to sit and watch crap TV for the rest of the evening. And possibly do some knitting (I know, it a rock and roll lifestyle over here).
P.S. I’m fairly sure that it should be some form of illegal to have a barbecue and not invite your neighbours.
P.P.S. Rejoice in my favourite headline of the week: “Local riders warned off dangers off rogue riding schools”. The joys of local magazines with no copy editors.
1 Yes, I’m overly excited by the new washing line, but it makes doing the laundry so much easier than trying to balance everything over a small airer and the backs of the dining room chairs. [↩]
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Blue Witch | August 18, 2008 at 11:58 am
If I were rich enough to employ someone to do it, I’d have fresh sheets eveery day. My favourite thing.
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Clair | August 18, 2008 at 7:53 pm
Fresh sheets every day? That’s probably about as close to heaven as it’s possible to get!
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beth | August 20, 2008 at 6:45 pm
You have described one of my favourite evenings!!
Pure indulgence, but of a simple, harmless* kind.
(*depending on the quantity of cider, obviously)
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Clair | August 21, 2008 at 7:17 am
It was a good evening. I was feeling quite down earlier in the day, and it spun my mood around completely, and so even better.