Well what can I say
About today
A pile of shite
Well no not quite

Ok so it wasn’t that bad! Like the curate’s egg, good in parts. Although in fact the there were no parts of the egg that were ok in the phrase’s origin…I believe. But the day was not wholly bad and not wholly good either. So let’s scrap the crap and dwell on the swell.

Good point number 1 – tried on 2 two size 14 skirts and they didn’t fit, too loose!
Good point number 2 – didn’t spend much money
Good point number 3 – did a lot of walking and some swimming
Good point number 4 – a nice evening in with the girlie

I haven’t been swimming for ages. I didn’t do a huge lot of swimming but I did get wet all over. Being quite myopic, swimming is a funny old game. It can be quite a puzzle sometimes if the thing bobbing about in front is coming towards or going away. Can’t tell really unless they are under my nose. And you really don’t want someone’s swimming-trunked bottom under your nose do you! I like the clean smell of swimming though. I know its bleach and bleach is bad news but it smells clean. I like to inhale my forearms after swimming.

Why do cats think they can be helpful in the sewing department? The girlie is trying, trying, to make a bag for college. Both cats have tried to help by sitting on the fabric and Katie has just ‘killed’ a length of silk. Dead, yep, it’s dead. Dead as a can of spam. I’m sure that’s a Dwarfer quote too!