I went back to sit in the sunshine and was once again woken by the damned telephone but I had it close to hand this time. I had it on my lap along with yesterday's newspaper. I answered it to discover that Heathers sister was phoning to say she was back from church, now unless the United Reform church has taken to holding its congregation hostage I found this news pretty unamazing and for fear of being exceptionally rude cut the call short. My sleep was once again short lived as the sound of the front door opening put paid to any further chance of sleeping. The one good thing was I did get some food provided as a reward for the lack of sleep.
|The bain of my life I struggle but please do not offer to help||as I might bite your head off|
|All this and more MUCH MORE|