…the things that you’re lib’le to read in the bible, ain’t necessarily so.
If that were the case, today I’d be dead!
About that half-arsed promise to come up with an idea to celebrate the blog’s birthday…um. Sorry. It’s been a bit manic Chez Dinahmow. I didn’t forget, I just had rather a lot of more important stuff that required my attention.
Growing up in a much cooler climate there are some things about life north of Capricorn that I miss. Cherry blossom, for one. So yesterday, The Man got behind the wheel and I snapped some pink-blossomed trees from tourist class. Pretty ropey pics, but every spring, when these Tabebuia are in flower, I’m reminded of cherry blossom.
Now, needs must…back as soon as this busy-dust settles. Actually, busy-dust is a bit like bloody glitter – you can’t get rid of it!
Someone has been to look at one of the old cars! Please cross whichever bits of anatomy you think will be helpful. (Muriel, NO! Oh dear.Nurse!)