I’m stuck for a caption. All I know is that I want to call her Freddie.
Did you notice the naked flight attendants in the Flight Safety You-Tube clip I posted the other day?
I have booked Orlando in for another day at Dr John’s on Monday – I think his diabetes is returning (water goes in, water comes out – lots of it). It’s a good thing I didn’t throw all his syringes away.
Just finished reading Agatha Christie’s Peril at End House – I knew I couldn’t trust X!
School holidays are coming along well. Yesterday my back was playing up after a visit to the chiropractor the day before, but things are settling down. Mark is having a well-deserved day off.
That’s all for now.
Freddie realised that she needed to add a real boost to her day.
This is bizarre. When I loaded your page the font was the equivalent of a large poster! Your page is screaming at me!
My holidays are lovely…hope Orlando is better soon.
By: Widget on July 3, 2009
at 2:36 pm
Actually – I finally sorted it out! It’s all good – you’re no longer screaming at me. I knew it wouldn’t last.
By: Widget on July 3, 2009
at 2:38 pm
Sorry – didn’t mean to scream at you!
By: scottsabode on July 3, 2009
at 2:42 pm
Naked??!!
This proves that I’m pure and innocent at heart. All I saw were the flight attendants in skin tight uniforms.
(I have to go back and check. I’m not THAT pure and innocent….)
By: dancingwithfrogs on July 3, 2009
at 7:11 pm
With the house fully decorated, Freddie had nothing else to do but plunge her fingers into the electric socket and end it all .
By: scottsabode on July 4, 2009
at 10:50 am
Freddie knew the only way to hide the marauding gangs of dust bunnies threatening to take over the house was to dim the lights and pretend they didn’t exist.
By: Jayne on July 4, 2009
at 1:29 pm
I like it!
By: scottsabode on July 4, 2009
at 1:31 pm