Weary today but thank you for asking, Grammaretto.
My cold is greatly improved but I have been left with a cough akin to a 20 a day Capstan Full Strength habit. Tiring, as is hobbling about with non-compliant hip/neck/shoulder. Not to worry, the physio's proposal of rest has got me off the hook for many of those mundane jobs which befall us on a daily basis. Yay.
Mr.I's fishpond, home to half a dozen randomly chosen goldfish last year produced what appeared to be black babies.
Now they have grown, changed colour (matured?) and are an additional 15 strong in the pond. Time, maybe, to inadvertently leave the anti-heron netting off?
--I can't believe I just wrote that.--
Kaimoana, I shall rename you Mary Lennox. Joy and a new sense of purpose for you both ā¤ļø. Bravo.
^When I need you,^ eh, Doodle? That would've wiped me out completely. We had a cassette in the car of Leo Sayer that the children loved, especially 'One Man Band' which they used to sing along to on the way to DD's dancing lessons. Likewise Annie Lennox's Little Bird and Harry Nillson's Coconut. It was a revelation to DS1 many years later that the instruction to put the lime in the coconut was not, in fact, put the lion in ...
That, he confessed, had always perplexed him.