sábado, mayo 13, 2006

there really isn't...

i got back here to the shire earlier...and i am now blogging, simply to say, that i am excited that when i wake in the morning, i can know that when i come downstairs in pyjamas, for tea and toast, i will go out the back door, i will turn around and there i will see my pink house...i will take a picture of its pinkness for you and attempt to put the picture on here...i've never done that before...but, see, i got home in the dark, as i usually do on trips home...and so the pink is lost..til the sun comes up....no-one else i know lives in a pink house...
i win

3 comentarios:

na dijo...

full splendour?! which house? haven't loads of us seen the house timmo? confused of gloucester

Anónimo dijo...

oh no no anna, it's Tim's mum. She's gone barmy. Every wall in the house has been painted a different colour because she has been getting other peoples' wrongly mixed up made-to-order paint in odd pots on the cheap.

I haven't seen the house, but I continue to smile at the very thought of it. Go barmy mum.

na dijo...

if any part of that story is true, its the best story i've heard all day....and i'm in the west country with the comedy local news....tim when can we go visit...?!