As the Christmas shoppers have unlimited cash, or so it appears, the shopping centres do their best to bring them in with a wide variety of attractions, usually those that attract the kids. Today our centre once again went for animals, a goat which as I passed later was standing on a hay bale with the kind of expression that spoke of conquering the entire world, a couple of ducks in a basin of water but quite happy and ponies, chickens and lots of people. The people I must add were visiting the centre, not stuck inside the fenced of areas with the animals, although this might be an idea worth considering. There was an aroma emanating from this area but it kept down the aroma of the locals so that was OK.
Now it is late, I am sleepy and my restful mind is being tested by the woman next door. She has been cooking MEAT! Once again the fragrance of roast beef is filling the place and I am sitting here nourished badly, a mere seven stone weakling, while she stuffs herself with proper food and I suspect with gravy and all the trimmings. She must do it for spite! I will drift off into sleep and dream of meat all night now. Bah!
The sun however did reappear today leaving bright golden leaves on the trees.
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7 comments:
One can not help feeling badly for you Adullaman when I imagine the things you write.
I won't tell you that it could be my birthday today and my neighbour is bringing me over a baked dinner and a homemade birthday cake. I will express mail you half.
Is there anything as welcome as sunshine when you have not seen it for a while?
Will you for once and for all buy a slow cooker and drive your neighbour wild for hours while you braise a cheap cut?
Uh-oh! Liver and bacon might be for Wednesday night's dinner!!!!! RUN!
Carol. Happy Birthday young lass! How lovely to be so young and good looking!
p.s. tell your neighbour my address....
Kay, Only a visit from you!!!!
Fly, Indeed I bought some (reduced) braising stuff and did as ordered. I'm still alive...so far.
Lee, NO it isn't!
The last two sentences of the first paragraph made me chuckle uncontrollable. Let me tell you when I was not school age, my Pa had a billy goat in the front lot near our yard. I would entice the beast to come to the fence and then I would grab his horns through the fence. I would put my feet on his head and oh what a ride he would give this small child. I usually landed in the dirt after the ride but what fun it was and this goat reminded me so much of him. Thanks for taking me down memory lane. Peace
Lady, Glad you liked Billy!
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