Saturday, 6 April 2013

Run...run for the Hills!!!!

What is THAT?? That big ball of FIRE in the SKY??? No..no...STAND BACK! Get inside...quick, run....run......

Oh, the heat...the unbearable heat....

And the light...don't stare at it....I said DON'T stare at it....

Nooooooo.....arghhhhhh....I'm mellllllllllting......

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'There was joy, there was fun,
There were chickens in the sun,
Will the joy dare to last
Or will Summer pass too fast?'

3 comments:

rusty duck said...

What is summer?

Denise said...

Aaah, my child...'tis a story of bygone days, of myth and legend, of the ancient longing of mankind (and ladykind, because let's face it, it's us who mop up the remnants of icecream dribbles from sticky toddler faces)to sense the warmth of the earth radiate through their toeses right up to their noses,and to feel the rush of excitement when one opens the curtains in the morning and it's not flipping snowing, raining or blowing a gale, and one's tush doesn't freeze on the icy loo seat.

Some say they actually saw Summer in 1976...

rusty duck said...

It didn't last.

I have just been called upon to provide assistance with ratcheting and I can report that the wind is back. The sort that goes straight through.

Heated loo seat anyone?