Great Weather for Playwrights

…and always remember – never add Snibbo to a bucket of sand.  Had an emergency call from Karen in the village.  She had loaned her car out to visitors.  She then received a call for a gig rehearsal.  I delivered her (thankfully it wasn’t triplets) to Karen S’s on Heddle Hill.  I then went on to visit my Mum.    She had nearly succeeded in putting her trousers on back to front.  She immediately told me she had run out of brandy and spoke at some length about Dermot Kelly.  For some reason CMC transmogrified  into ‘Annabelle’.  I went straight on to a Blip Meet.  CL, and camp followers, were, once more, gracing the county.  All are well over 6 feet. In the extra you can see CL embracing one of his relatives.  CMC informs me it’s her wedding anniversary today.  I reserved a table at the County’s finest, a few weeks ago.  About the first time – ever – I’ve been ahead of the game.  And never answer the phone whilst ironing.