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in The potting shed
I for some reason just couldnt sleep last night and so at 5am i was shaved showered and did what i always do, open the doors to let the day in (& the moths)
It's a smashing time of the day "early morn" and as i was up before the chior started off "dawn patrol" i thought i'd walk around the lawn and just sit outside,
It was then i thought i heard a phone ringing, "Yes " there it goes again and then i saw it, the torch light and my neighbour who lives across the track from us walking in the garden in his dressing gown saying we're are you,
(He'd left his mobile phone in the garden and couldnt find it) so his wife dialed the mobile and he was out trying to locate it.
A gardeners life for me, buzz buzz.
Lol sounds like me.... I love first thing in the morning I think it's the best time of day... The sun ( sometimes!) teasing the dew ladened grass ansignatures diamond encrusted webs And the only noise is the birds and scratching of squirrels chasing round the trees... Zenith a steaming mug of coffee life is always great at this time of the morning....
That should read and natures ......
Just as well Shakespeare didn't have spellchecker.
That should read did have.......
Lmao....some of the changes it makes are weird( just changed the to atheist!!!)
Great replies and its nice to know other folk think the same as i do,
The neighbour im talking about looks like the one in last of the summer wine elye,
(have i spelt that right?) Anyway he's the actor who has really bad eyesight and talks to lamp post and things.
This neighbour went up to a young woman one day in the street market we have here and tapped her on the shoulder and went "BOO" thinking it was my wife !!
and the young woman just slid away from him thinking he was strange.
Funny old world at times But a good one.
Hiya smokin, going "boo" is me too. Or, doing the "black and white minstrel show" (arms high n wide and hands a quiver) only to realise its the wrong person. Afraid I'm a bit embarrassing at times ....but, who cares?