A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
Loving my bone!
Ha ha – the bone fell off!
O.K. it isn’t funny now I want my bone
Please get my bone… I will cry….
aw go on – look, I am even wilting, I am wasting away, please get the bone
GET THE BONE
posted by MortimerBones at
8:45 AM
Standing on the roof, with the wind in my hair, gulls cry I sigh, living it up here. The rain meanders along, soaking me to the bone, and ah, as I stand there... no longer alone.
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4 Comments:
Well ... did you?
I was rather suprised to see your post as I thought I had deleted the blog post!
I am afraid I did! But I put it in his basket instead of on the chair which he seems to think is HIS chair.
I haven't laughed so much since the last time!
That's like the game I play with my alarm clock in the morning.
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