Okay fellahs, I’m sure it wasn’t.
Now, let’s not man any barricades.
Fine….then on you go, instead of being happy in your nice new house. What was the move like? Well, let’s just say I don’t think the removal men will be queuing up to offer estimates to move us again. Not after there wasn’t enough room in the van for all our stuff and the boxes all burst in the rain leaving Mr Shey and his 1500 magnificent books lying in the gutter–
like that time when I did drama and the cast and their 80 magnificent costumes got flung out of a hotel, also in the rain….
The settees wouldn’t come in the door, and oh, did I mention internet access? We’d none for two weeks there except in the local library which –alas –deemed you hamstahs unsuitable content.
But hey, I’m back now and I’m gonna continue too!