Flowers for me
Not @japes for me, thankfully. Would hate to end up with a dead japes situation.
Think there maybe quite a few dead ladybirds in my flat as I keep putting them out the window but more appear.
Laptop. Irreparable it is.
A pot of cat grass, spiders which were fool enough to catch my eye, three much beloved cats in boxes too small to adequately express how much I miss them.
As I lay ‘neath a wreath and a thriving ring o’ daisies, I became increasing concerned that I wasn’t where i’d left myself: in bed, shitting myself.
Some batteries to take to the battery recycling place
And a few plants.
^^^^^ laughed out loud to his own crappy poem for a good five minutes. Not sure why; It’s not his best work.
yeah? well just be glad I still CAN laugh.