Sunday, 31 July 2011

At Last

Well I be pinching mysell to make sure I be awake. They do say that they will be restoring the woodshed to us soon and taking down the ole wicked ash tree that did undermine with its nasty creeping roots.

But I be worritted as I canna help but wonder and wonder will the nastiness return once it has an abode again.

1 comment:

  1. You don't want to look, Judith. There's gonna be something nasty in it. Sure as mollocking breaks out in the spring-time.