…when I beheld my darling. Which had I not been skulking at home in my dressing gown instead of Doing My Christian Duty I’d have missed. I know some wibsiters have already heard about Mr M’s little tumble. For those who haven’t, all the gory details can be found on his cycle blog. Or for a glimpse of the beloved in full pancake mode see my Greenpatch grumblings.
From my Greenpatch blog. Ah, the simple pleasures of life!
p.s. I wasn’t too amused by dictionary.com’s word for the day either – tome: large scholarly book. Double blah!!
I were a lass, actually. Anyoldhow, my brain is scrambling after hours struggling with current theology assignment has yielded…wait for it…one paragraph! And for the thousandth time I’m vowing that if ever I embark on another course (unlikely, as by the time I complete this one I’ll be collecting my bus pass), it’ll involve face to face contact and all the inspiration that goes with it, however difficult the logistics might be. Blah! So I’ll pass you over to Mr Miffy for some musical ‘thots.’ Maybe I should follow his advice.
Mr M returning from his Sunday constitutional!