Well T'was a busy weekend this weekend preparing for our
first proper visitor to the new house, mines step son. I was very busy I tell
ye- so busy going round this house cleaning up I left smoke trails off me
slippers. Then Finally when I went to bed I was able to relax and treat the new
neighbours to a touch of one of me 'sing along with Beth and Elvis at Bedtime' nights.
Also found this useful to work me arthritic hips out to. Early this morning I
looked out yonder bedroom window to see many pussies gathered in the street out
under our yonder window. Mines Mr Husband thinks this is due to the 'sing along
with Beth and Elvis at Bedtime' night. The Neighbours didn't seem to keen on the
idea- not the sing along it seems but the nude dancing. I argued with ye fella
from three streets away- 'I am not nude- I have me bed socks and me solo beats
on'. That be the only items needed for these 'sing along with Beth and Elvis at
Bedtime' Nights. And don't ye know that music therapy is good for dementia
sufferers- and I said to mines Mr Husband 'I will sing to ye- it be good
therapy for ye dementia'. He denies he suffers with ye old dementia but he
keeps saying 'we must go doctors about the dementia'. Well it ain't for
me....'oooooh look a shiny thingy'.
Also this week mines Mr Husband has banned me from going to
the chippy on me new exercise bike ever since I was fined for speeding. Also I
am not allowed to jog because it is high impact and that is bad for arthritis
in the hips and spine. The exception is being chased by the rapist or if the
chippy is about to shut. Legit reasons.
Mines Mr Husbands son arrived duly and smells quite nice. I
have notice young mans do smell nice quite often. I like the smell of young
mans so much I am considering trading in mines Mr Husband for a nice smelling
young mans.
We had a nice afternoon last week in the bush and I showed
mines Mr Husband mine boobies. He said something about getting bare. At once I
was stripped. He said 'What the feck are ye doing?' I was confused. 'Ye said to
get naked' I told him. Apparently he didn't- or so he says. He reckons he said
' And don't be starting on about looking for ye bear down here in ye old bush
today'. I was sure he said 'get bare and show me ye old boobies and bush'.
The pussy of her next door has been sprawled out all over my
lawn this afternoon winking at mines tits and mines Mr Husband. I shall be
keeping a close watch on that pussy I shall.
It be wet and windy round here today but I shall blame the
liquorice and the peas.
Well I be off for a jog now again. Well a gentle stroll
around ye old garden to the garage to sort the tumbled washing out.
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