…of the armchair variety, that is?
Whilst waiting for some paper to dry (can’t do my usual put-it-out-in-the-sun trick ‘cos it’s drizzly) I opened the “secret doorway” in my computer monitor and went wandering around the world, looking for some light entertainment.
And, being a considerate sort, I’m sharing my adventures.
Who likes what we used to call “variety acts”? The sort of show we’d take Granny to see.
Not quite the ferret- down- the -trousers, is it!
Maybe we should take Granny for a nice, quiet drive in the country…
A cup of tea and a bite to eat, perhaps?
Then again…maybe not. You’ll excuse me if I make this a short post, but I still feel queasy!
the last part of that should be ” insect-fare/ ” Blogger chopped it off!
Since the comments so far are about that road (road? what road -that’s a track!), I thought I’d mention a TV programme I saw recently. About a similar road in Colombia.The focus was on a grandmother who drives a BIG TRUCK up and down a road like that.She says her “heart condition” does not like the lowland climate! And she carries a (legal) bag of coca leaves to munch so she doesn’t nod off. I was sitting in a big ol’ comfy armchair and my knees were having serious wobblers just watching!