Ooops!.... The water that was looking like a sparrow's "infinity-pool" on top of my mini barn actually disappeared during the day due to wind & sun evaporation.
All refilled now with the current 60MPH winds and rain.
I have to comment that the new building is so much quieter than the previous conservatory was in such times. Very peaceful in there.
It appears that a phony-war has been declared..... Herself is giving me the coldest of shoulders because I raised my voice when articulating the fact that "that little git is getting no more of my money".
I really don't want to escalate things but.... if I have to, I can always get the OTHER half of MY pension paid into MY account instead of the joint account.
That would definitely be incendiary, and a truly nuclear option. All I can say is..."Don't push me"
Bay of Pigs coming up!
Waiting until Khrushchev bangs his shoe on the desk!
(Does the "phony" war involve a hotline?)
Reminded of the Liverpool Poets quick poem.
"Ode to a petrol pump attendant"
"I wanted your soft verges, but all you gave me was the hard shoulder."
I have heard of kids divorcing their parents, wonder if you can do the opposite?
Seriously, as a retired person I think you are entitled to say, "I gave already, ever since you were born. Grow up and stand on your own two feet"
Just saying.
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