It may only be a little leak in the roof but it's a little leak that's leaking straight onto the electricity fusebox.
I dragged Himself out of bed but after several tins of beer too many he can hardly see the ceiling let alone the leak. All he could say was "well what do you want me to do about it?"
Actually, I'd like you to do something to stop us all being fried in our beds please.
So if you hear a bang, don't panic, it's just my house exploding.
Let’s hang out tonight together in bed. Your bed. But I’ll just be there
electronically. This sounds weird. Hold on. Let me explain…
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So! Lots to share because I am forever behind but first, tonight I’m doing
a free zoom book tour stop through Nowhere where I’ll be reading HOW TO BE
OKAY ...

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