What can I tell you about today? I did the ironing. Well, it was quite a feat actually because if you leave it for as long as I have it becomes a mountain only slightly lower than Kilamanjaro.
I hate the still life I started. I don't paint real pictures. I must remember that.
One of the hoovers I thought I had mended is blowing instead of sucking - very messy. It has taken us a week to notice.
I found looking for warehouse space for the telephone boxes just too boring so I passed it on to Mr Smith. On a good note they invited me to a party tomorrow night. Ooooh how exciting. At long last I will see what a plastic phone box actually looks like ... much like a real one but with no door. I have submitted three designs so far. Hope they like them.
It's a lovely sunny crisp afternoon so I think I will pull on the Uggs and walk my lazy dog and not do any more work (more?).
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