I was just about to start a blog about the merits of modern day phenomenon of "The Bromance" ( alongside the obligatory steaming cup of coffee) when the electricity meter reader turned to, interrupting me for the third time before 9 am !
I am trying to fit in a few jobs this morning, The buff Orpington who had the impacted crop, still has not shifted the blockage, so is presently sat quietly in a black bucket on the kitchen table waiting to go to her vet's appointment at 10am, I have a load of eggs to hand deliver and I have promised to give a friend a lift to the doctors before midday.
The meter reading guy is a morose kind of character who never stays long when on his rounds.He runs the gauntlet of dogs with his usual dead-pan expression, takes his readings then leaves with his usual comment of " see you next time".
Today he walked into the kitchen, and after giving the forlorn buff a glance without saying anything, he side stepped Mabel who was waggling her bottom rather energetically into George's face and went into the lounge to read the meter, followed by William and Meg
On his return he pointed to Mabel and uncharacteristically asked
" what's up with her?"
"She's desperate for a shag" I answered as Mabel slow danced backwards yet againwith a hopeful smile on her face.
The meter reading man's expression of gloom never changed
"I know exactly how she feels" he said sadly and left without further comment.
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I'll blog about the buff and my weightwatchers weigh in later when I have time