Yes, spring is soon to be a forgotton memory, Summer finally seems to be casting her golden rays upon us.
As I sit here with all my windows and doors wide open listening to the local children playing truant, breathing in.... what
is that strange smell? Oh yes fresh air! Watching my curling wallpaper wafting in the breeze.
I'm proud to say that not a single item of clothing (except for what I have on), is waiting to be washed, this includes the stash of clothes left by Roy two months ago.
It has been worth the effort the money spent using the washing machine has been compensated for by not using the drier but hanging the stuff on the line, oh joy of joys.
I have just been in conversation with Mick and he is in a similar vein as myself waxing lyrical about these wonderful almost seemingly endless warm days................
Oh God, we are bored, bored, bored!
Can't you tell it's still a few days to payday?
Otherwise I wouldn't be writing this cr*p,
I'd be out on the p*ss with my mate!