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Grumblin at Garmin on the Granny Gear
- Location
- Not 'emel 'empstead
Phew, I thought it was just me.
Dark here too.
Time to put the paints away for today.
The light's gone.
You too, eh?
Phew, I thought it was just me.
Time to put the paints away for today.
The light's gone.
Why would "nocturnal canine collisions" prevent you going to bed. Possibly prevent a full eight hours, but shouldn't prevent you going to bed.9:50pm: Landlady's dog was let out for the evening, heard a blade of grass fall over and went berserk as usual, running down my side of the house at high speed and growling. By the sound of it she's just crashed into some agricultural machinery outside my living room window, but it hasn't slowed her down...
Nocturnal canine collisions permitting, I'm off to bed.
Well it is 21-50.It’s gone dark outside
Have a drink* in their memory.All my snow has gone. I noted a number of snowmen lying on their death beds slowly melting away when I was out on my walk
For me, it means looking at them and wondering if I can reach.
Try this methodI have a similar routine, I try not to try and cut them first thing in the morning, thats when bending down is the most difficult.