I’m not sure if Royal Mail are delivering my parcel today. It was supposed to be today originally, so off I trot yesterday to the library and Asda, and find they tried while I was out! It’s the BT hub, ready for a second attempt at the change over next Wednesday. Pffft. I’d still like to know what’s happening about the supposedly condemned pole.
Some Ahole dumped a load of stuff a few nights ago, in the alley, and outside my fence and that of NfH. I moved some of it to across the alley and find the owner (who had been rude to me about his dogs) had moved it back. I now have the dilemma of how to shift it to the end of the alley, as it’s heavy/bulky. Wish people wouldn’t be so evil, fly tipping.
Parcel delivered yesterday, and the NfH had cleared the rubbish outside our back gardens to the end of the alley. I went out to clear it and it had gone. She had garbled something while I was out the front, but I can only understand the odd word. Did tell her I was hoping to find a gardener to clear the overhangs into their garden. They agreed it needed doing. (Yes I know, tut!)
Roast beef lunch today, but nothing else planned.
Holly is now urging me to get her out for her walk, so best down that second coffee and go.
Good morning folks. There’s been a new Aldi pop up near to where I live. Never used Aldi before and Sainsburys weekly food bill is getting higher and higher so I’m tempted to give it a try. Wish me luck.
I have plans this morning, then have to be at our local park for 1.30 to try somewhere different for our Monday meet. No community cafe now for 5 weeks.
Good afternoon A bit of excitement on our road last night. A neighbour had an attempted burglary but fortunately their dog alerted them before any damage was done. Thankfully the police arrested the culprit in our local churchyard.
I love Aldi EeeZee, it’s our local store so I’m there once or twice a week. I’d definitely recommend it.
Have a great day folks.
On the quite. Jethro was having an affair with a Beautiful Italian woman. One evening, she whispered, “I’m pregnant.” Not wanting to ruin his Squeaky Clean reputation. He gave her a Flight Ticket. To quietly move to Italy and have the baby. She agreed. "But how will you know when the baby is born?” “Just send me a postcard that says Spaghetti.” Months past. Until one day, his perplexed Wife handed him a postcard. It read: “Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Two with meatballs… one without. Send more sauce.”
You couldn’t make it Up. Ooo yes U “Can”. I just did. .
Morning all sorry not been about as not been well, but all ok now, raining here in Bromley Kent, hopping it to stop as dog needs a walk have a good day in what ever you get up too