GAHH!

[blamebrampton]

I am the first to admit that someone should award me an honorary PhD in procrastination, but for the first time in my life my storytelling has been thwarted by my good behaviour.

I am unable to recall a single incident when I have shagged or snogged anyone wearing glasses*.

I've had to put my old sunglasses onto a handpuppet to work out logistics. And, naturally, that required another handpuppet on the other hand to keep the proportions right. Let me just say that I am glad the window in this room opens onto the garden. You would not believe the time it took!

And you thought the ukulele would be the acme of my ridiculousness this week ...**




* Surely I must have, but a taxi to the head is a powerful remover of random snoggage recollection!
** 10 notes! Three chords! Two songs!

Comments

[treacle-tartlet.livejournal.com]

Why do these things never happen when I'm visiting?

*mournful sighing*

ION, there has been very little blood spilled over the Pumpkin Patch bear, the biscuits have been squirrelled away for bribery purposes next time Small Girl is being obstinate, I had not even noticed my bee earrings were missing, and SUNGLASSES OH HOW I'VE MISSED YOU I THOUGHT I LEFT YOU ON THE PLANE.

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

The pile kept growing as we got better and were more able to look! The earrings had been popped into a basket of clean laundry. I know not what you were thinking, nor what Mr B was thinking when he decided to store said basket beside the guest bed ;-)

And we had cock!

But I will play my ukulele for you next time and you will love it!