Ah. A Bug Hotel….

… Is what was occupying Himself in the bushes. He made it, cleverly, from some of the long grass that was recently cut down from ‘No Mow’ time. Will it house bugs?
We shall see.

I’d like to tell you I’ve been busy. I haven’t.
Yet I still don’t seem to have sat down.

Again there are two deaf people in the house. (One defiantly avoiding the hearing aid route and one whose hearing aid is tired and unwell).
This means our conversations would provide amusing entertainment, if only we had an audience.
We were discussing some old friends of our parents, who were ‘I believe strict Methodists’.
Or, no, did they mysteriously, ‘leave six messages’?

Who knows?

And who knows what we say to one another that neither one hears!