I've just been having a sort out of my desk, the bottom right hand drAwer hasn't been touched since I moved, (almost a year now), and it was filled to the top with family photo's.
So I bit the bullet and started going through the piccys, it only took about 4 hours and I now have a wall full of nostalgia,
did our Roy really look that cute and innocent back then?
Time for a brew and a fag, noticed there was something missing, I haven't been harrased for quite some time, now where's that cooking fat?
All the doors inside the house are open 'cos I was looking for where I'd packed picture hooks hammer etc so it could be anywhere!
I gave up searching, she'll turn up when she's ready, finished my brew and opened the drawer to put back the pics I wasn't going to use and there curled up fast asleep in it was the cat! She'd ducked around the back at some time jumped in and had an afternoon doze while I was looking for her!
GRRRRRRR!
