Houses
As I sit on my advantage point enjoying a glass of lemonade on the terrace looking over Oxford I find my self enjoying the wooded location and lack of water. Houses don't move (or at least they aren't meant to) which is a strange sensation, and the kettle boils really quickly. I am enjoying the hot water, but the cold isn't that bad.
I think this is a good week to be living in a house, but I do think I would have enjoyed the experience of wading my way to work in the morning. As it is, I shall remain on the terrace on one of the highest points of Oxford enjoying my glass of lemonade.
Cruel isn't it!
I think this is a good week to be living in a house, but I do think I would have enjoyed the experience of wading my way to work in the morning. As it is, I shall remain on the terrace on one of the highest points of Oxford enjoying my glass of lemonade.
Cruel isn't it!
posted by MortimerBones at
10:49 AM
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I put a commnet on then realise I can't spell or miss out words, their is term for that I just can't spell it.So i had to delete. will try again after i have engaged brian!
Whereas I, on the other hand, have been enjoying cycling through as much water as possible, only pausing occasionally to wring out my sewage-ridden* trousers or to take photos.
* Well, only a few splashes actually.
We've had enough of this wading malarky and are coming to move in with you.
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