I have been typing these last few posts from the comfort of my home office. It is difficult to concentrate. In the last ten minutes or so the children have visited several times. So far, they have scattered a whole packet of raisins over the floor; broken my priceless Queen’s silver jubilee comedy cup (mugs that kneel down on little porcelain legs are hilarious to me); and battered a marble egg off my guitar.
It is a wonder that I am able to dash off such dazzling prose under these adverse circumstances. You are very lucky to have me entertaining you. Think of me as the Vera Linn of blogging. Whilst the bombs are dropping all around, I can still keep the home fires burning with my keystrokes of patriotism.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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