I’m not sure that I have much news at the moment. I’ve had another three days in bed followed by two days of feeling passable. My immediate problem is that my printer won’t work. It’s gone on strike. Just when I had got around to writing a long overdue letter. So I press the button marked troubleshoot. Among other things this restarts the spooler service. Wow – I didn’t even know it had a spooler. What is a spooler, anyway? Whatever it is it makes no difference it still won’t work. Ah well, that’s Life.
‘Two and six.’
‘I’ve only got two shillings.’
I definitely haven’t got the energy to start tackling the decorating again as yet so that is on hold with lots of things scattered around the house in their wrong places. The three of us really need to de-clutter but none of us is very good at it. I did buy a book on de-cluttering. Perhaps I need to read it again…..
I have uploaded a load of pictures of the garden and shared them via Google Plus but I don’t know how to direct you there if you want to see them. Any ideas? I haven't. (I still haven't linked my Google+ profile with Blogger because my blogs wouldn't then appear on my profile. How daft is that.)
It’s been sunny the last couple of days and I got out into the garden but didn’t manage to do much. Ivy tried to help me, of course.
In weather like this we leave the conservatory door and window open and Ivy prefers using these to bothering with the cat flap.
“Hello, can I help you?”
“Oops, am I too close for you?”
“What do you mean it’s unfair making the eagle look undignified – it’s only a piece of stone!”
“Excuse me while I just hunt for frogs.”
“It’s OK I won’t fall in the water.”
“It’s so pleasant here in the sun. Let’s have a roll over.”
“Hoy, don’t try leaving me.”
“This thing isn’t going to explode with water again, is it?”