Well, I’m on holiday this week. It’s yummy 🙂 Been scuffing about in the garden, playing games, doing all the life stuff that work gets in the way of. Anyway, during the week (so far) Debbie and I have noted an inexplicable increase in the amount of big white vans in the street. Also, Debbie spotted some suspicious looking old people prowling up and down the hill. We’ve just been discussing it just now – Debbie was first to link the van insurgence and dodgy crumblies but reckons the resulting theory is too sinister to give utterance to.
It is very odd though. Old people in themselves aren’t too much of a problem, but suspicious prowling lurking old people are a different matter. Especially with so many anonymous vans driving around. I think our street is being watched by some kind of anti-youth scheme set up by some leprous old Montgomery Burns type person.
As we speak, the slide in the back garden is being turned into something altogether more interesting by the children. We’re sitting watching them out of the patio doors. Those children have absolutely no sense of self preservation. They’re a danger to themselves.
Dot has found her voice. She’s a kleeklee. She is shrill. I think I’m going deaf.