You Know it's Hard to Pretend.....

The weather forecast said Sunny.

Sunny and Cold.

As we drove through the sleet and hailstones, and black clouds. I knew they lied.

Si decided to walk the Mid-night walk route, which took the scenic way round the local Dogging Area. We dropped him off at a very suspect part, and told him to "RUN, RUN Si, RUN".

He completely ignored us and bimbled on at regular Si pace.

Toolibelle then performed a perfect "turn your car in the opposite direction making full use of reverse and forward gears", and yelled "Go Go Go", and off we sped.

The Twins apparently have a bedroom which is more untidy than Toolibells. This is possibly because there are three bedrooms - (the twins and their sister), of which the mess falls out of the bedrooms and into the hallway. Tooli was in search of her leggings which she abandoned there on Wednesday. Ha! She'd be lucky. One pair were rescued, the other not so fortunate.

We then headed for the Shopping Centre, and Tooli coped abley with a mad Council Maniac in Yellow Jacket, jumping out in front of her with a big Diversion sign, which led us away from the car park, under the Shopping Mall, and directly into the tightest Multi-story carpark in the history of the world.

Sigh of relief that we got into a space safely, performed the shopping requirement and exited again, which included crossing a dual carriageway to turn right! Magnificent ToolsBells!

Home, Si still missing, (spending too long in suspect area if you ask me), I dropped Tooli at the Station for she was going Skating and Eating, and Then Visited Nant, who shouted at me, got me to help her with her email again, and then told me I had to leave.

I went home, Found Si, who liked his walk, and then we headed to see my mum.

And now - Am home. Haven't bloody stopped. And neither has the rain.