Lying in the bath, glass of Sancerre to hand and a book.....very strange book. A book that Zills has purloined from the library.
Be very suspicious of books where the writer uses different fonts, colours and bold text to emphasise things.
I put the book down on the lav seat and look up contemplating, a sip of wine and i notice several new blobs of pre-masticated toilet tissue stuck to the art ex ceiling.
Several weeks ago i decided to plot the path of blobs on the bog roof by purchasing different coloured toilet tissue........and what a beautiful, colourful ceiling i have.....perfectly offset by my chandelier!
I suspect it is easier to get paper blobs off a flat ceiling than it is to remove them from art ex.
I am in the bath, yet again, having had to scrub white paint from the kitchen floor...Little D, bless, well someone will need to after I've finished crying, has decided to roll his football off the chest freezer into an opened (by him) bucket of exterior white emulsion.
What a lovely pattern the ball has painted across the kitchen floor!
What a lovely addition it has made to his new T shirt and shorts!
Psychosociodoggiedoo......my glass is full of brilliant innovative art work.......believe that and you are really........STUPID!!!!!
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