In which I am domestic
Sunday, May 10th, 2009 08:35 amThe sun would not shine
It was too cold to play
So I sat in the house
All that wet muggy monsoon-like cloudburst and prolonged thunder showery day
The familiar rainy-season suicidal longueurs were creeping upon me yesterday, so I took firm and decisive action. I went and played Musical Mattresses.
( Which is not as much fun as it sounds )
It was too cold to play
So I sat in the house
All that wet muggy monsoon-like cloudburst and prolonged thunder showery day
The familiar rainy-season suicidal longueurs were creeping upon me yesterday, so I took firm and decisive action. I went and played Musical Mattresses.
( Which is not as much fun as it sounds )