Ooh. Thunder. No rain atm. I must go and see if I can find an Oaf.
ETA: much rain, no more thunder, no Oaf. He is probably under an Interesting Car. No I don’t know the criteria either. He does invite me to join him under them, but that is obviously not practical. I am a Disappointment to him, apparently.
More thunder! Still no puss. Much rain (yay).
Off to stand eejit-like in the doorway again.
Oh I am pleased you got the pre wrung rain
Bacon butties ready folk
Oof
Today I have been mostly sleeping on the sofa
Carinthia. xx
Wish I had, but possible postman, y’know? I need to be conscious in case of one.
Also we don’t have a sofa. Futons are Different.
They are indeed, Dunnock…
Carinthia. xx
Back to the sofa, wiv bucket this time…
Sigh
Carinthia. xx
Not a ‘like’ like, but you knew that.
Or was the bucket in preparation for TA? In which case, you are a wise woman.
Medicinal?
Gxx
Please, Dahlink
Wevver 'ead is nearly lifting orrff, & the bucket has already been deployed twice…
Carinthia. xx
Carinthia.
Soo xx
Gentle hugs dear Chatelaine
You can do without needing an bucket
I’m praying that itizzan 24 hour thing. I didn’t feel great in the night & the day has been spent dozing & throwing up which has made the batting order for the tablets difficult.
Carinthia. xx
Wishing you a comfortable night’s sleep, Carinthia.
Best nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Proffers Gin
Carinthia. xx
We now have Epic & Biblical rain…
Carinthia. xx
So do we. Distinctly Old Testament. Thunder, too. Not much, yet, but v loud.
Proffers Pitcher
Carinthia. xx
Thank you, Chatelaine. [gluppity]
At least the Oaf got fed up with watching sheets of water falling from the sky, and came in after about five minutes; even in his normally dry fastness (the wall under the porch) he was gettin’ damp with the general sprayage.
Hope now the rain has come your headache goes, Darling.
Gxx
It’s easing, thank-you Dahlink, although the rain isn’t.
Proffers Another Pitcher
Carinthia. xx