Good evening Bloggets. Well what a funny day. I know I’m a
wimp but I am afraid of every single animal and creature apart from dogs. And even dogs, I don’t like those dodgy
ones.
My Husband is in for it. In for what? Not sure yet but he
has been teasing me all day and now it’s progressed onto teen.
So teen as you may know told us this morning before he had
to leave for work that he has been chasing a mouse in our kitchen he didn’t
want to kill it just wanted to catch it and set it free outside. Well in his words, it was diving jumping and
launching itself at him. Hahahha. I shouldn’t laugh, I’m scared stiff. As is my
Son. Hub? On the other hand, has been sneaking up at me and squeaking. Except
his impressions of a mouse isn’t convincing as is his pretending a mouse is
climbing up my leg as before he was doing the scratching thing, he had to trace
where my leg was? Haheheheheheh so this mouse has pit boots? (Mining boots)
Well we have a trap ready for the poor soul. Question is who
will clean it up if we catch it? I think it should be our human mouse, how
about you? Good idea or what?
I’m getting told all sorts. One, my darling bro in law said “Oh
there will be a family of them. There won’t be just one!” Nice one little bro,
love you too. Hahaha. My friend Artie said they are impossible to catch. One of
my neighbours thinks it’s funny and if our dogs could talk, they would be
saying “Mum really, that’s too fast for us. Can we have a slower toy?”
Each time my mobile phone texts, Hub do his sound as though
the mouse has spoken. I really really don’t know what to do. No way am I paying
£535 plus VAT to get the man in the van out.
I tell you what though; I’m sleeping with the light on
tonight. I hope we don’t have drama in our street tonight?
Last night or I should say this morning, it was like a war
zone. We had the helicopter out for one hour. The noise? We also had police in
our street with flash lights. They say, they were searching for an old man who
had gone missing. Gone missing from where? Jail? No way would we spend that amount
of money to search for a poor old guy.
Tell you what is really getting on my gander? Drones. So many
of them around here. The noise from them too is awful. And I don’t think they
should be legal. As a camera can be attached. They can look in your garden. I
bet they even see through your windows? And how safe are they if they land on
you? Or you’re pet? And what can they carry and drop? If not now, in the
future.
I tell you what is on the TV a lot now days, so man comments
negative comments about blind people. It’s
also always been accepted to put down those without sight. A yet certain
religions if anything is said about that, oh my word?
Hub has done loads of work in the office the past two days
we are really starting to see the wood for the trees now.
Mr. Clock phoned me yesterday with his stories. He always
has them. He thanked us for the
Christmas gifts we bought him. He sounded delighted. We got him a strange
combination of gifts. A glass ashtray which is all coloured glass and we bought
it in the summer from the antique shop.
It was rather expensive but we knew he would like it. I got him Ted
Baker soap in the shape of a pocket watch as you know; he has clocks and
watches all over his house. And we bought him a key ring that is a phone box
again, he is obsessed with phones. Finally, we got him a knife block haha. Why?
Not sure but he said he really needed that as he through his away just before
Christmas.
It was a quick call only an hour. This is fast for him. I
have seen us talk for five hours before.
So over the next couple of days, we need to be sure we are
mouse free and sort out the office. As we have our electrician coming on
Thursday and painter on Monday. Now to buy paint? How? Em? I hope our Son will
oblige.
My friend Geordie, her mum just came bless her. She brought
me some lovely cake. She is adorable. I’m not leaving it for the mouse that is
for sure.
Today is an odd day for me. It is the anniversary of the
very first time I went to Russia 41 years ago. I was a tiny little girl. It was
the scariest time an adult could ever have let alone a child.
Little did I know back then that was the start of a life
that no other child would have ever experienced. And that is the bases of my autobiography.
One day. One day I hope to write this and what I will write will shock the
world.
Meanwhile now I have a simple life and with my beautiful
Husband we go on.
Later gators. X
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