I am now safely ensconced in the new house-sit with Miss Lily.
And the title of this post really says it all. Beautiful white, long-haired cat – the stuff nightmares are made of for those of us who wear black.
So the black clothes (other than the work trousers) are packed away, not giving me much to pick on a day to day basis. But, she’s worth it.
A question I get asked quite a lot … “What do Vegans
Yes I know, you just love those supermarket plastic bags ‘cause then you can use them to line your rubbish bins can’t you.
Of course, you also have a black bin liner in the big bin too and you go ahead and put in the smaller, rubbish-filled supermarket plastic bags into the larger black bin liner so they can all go to the landfill.
I’m not picking at you, hell no, I’ve been known to line the household rubbish bin with
And house-sits are no exception. A bit of a quick post today.
Yesterday I moved out of the lovely home in Devonport road and went to stay with my fab friends overnight and, of course, their lovely dog, Scotty who I have got to know over the years.
But before I left I went to visit the neighbour who has a great B&B in a really old home that has been lovingly
I’m sure that most of the kiwis reading this fondly remember the batch
And for my other readers who are not kiwis, the definition of The Batch is really a knocked up shed on steroids. The batch was a summer holiday home and basically made from recycled whatever the dad and his mates could get their hands on.
Our batch had been an army hut before it was hauled off to a
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