Well we are now the new proud owners of our pokey little seaside flat. What colour shall we paint the walls? No idea. I thought a very pale blue but they all look grey or white. Mmmmm. We don't agree. In the end I will paint all four walls different colours and then we might at least like one of them. I am giving our decorator screaming habjabs by making him paint bright red walls white and covering stripey walls. Oh well at least I'm not doing it. I am making cow's wings.
Today I have a very very busy day. I absolutely have to decorate a cake and attend to those cows. I might just do it all day long and see how well I get on. Then tomorrow I can do some more. Mr Smith wants me to investigate paint colours and buy a fireplace thingy. I need a helper. Not Mr Smith.
I have a knee. It's giving me a bit of jip, especially at night. I am trying to ignore it. I thought it might be fuelled by alcohol but actually no. I have been off the old sauce of late and it still hurts.
Mr Smith is most sympathetic - "They shoot horses" he says.
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