Third rock from the sun....

Hello Peeeeps!

I gave in. Fitted the Christmas lights in Mrs Bootnecks newly curtained and lamped conservatory. As I explained to JazzyB it now looks like a Singaporean Lounge Lizard's emporium. I fit right in, even the music allows me to moonwalk up to Mrs Booty and ask if she would like to dance; she could be more tactful in her suggestion for me to go on a sexual journey. Technical info - there are 624 lamps and the rubber smells like a Max Moseley Christmas Special.

World news. Floss has continued unabated with her training. She is now so good that when JazzyB rang the doorbell this morning I deliberately let her steal my toast from the table, the dog not JazzyB. Both females thought this amusing. I didn't use the "B" word folks!

In other news.....we have both experienced Norovirus; if you haven't had it you just have not lived, buttocks clamped tight while the rectum searches for another route past your teeth. Stimulating discussion innit? Now she has a bloody cold so it's man-flu next. I despair of this bloody year, one thing after another.

Nice to be back. :-))