Well, that's what I felt like this morning. The lake was part frozen and they were all out in the middle where it was still liquid. Then, they saw me with my bag of Allinsons ( I bought hi bran at weekend) and in they flew).
As I was feeding the five thousand or what felt like it, a pigeon shat on me, all down my fleece and over one of my gloves, flying bastard !
When I got home, I was in a rare and industrious mood. I obviously had to put my shitty fleece and gloves in the wash, in fact I did two loads and changed bedlinen. I've scrubbed the toilet to within an inch of its life And, I cleaned the windows, wiped the frames and windowsills and then cleaned the Gaggia and top of the cooker.
Yesterday, I gave the kitchen a good mopping and I gave donkey a thorough vacuuming in the lounge, planning to go through the hall and bedroom tomorrow, shake n vac-ing as I go "do the shake n vac, put the freshness back"...
Proper little home maker I am.
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