The Benefits of a Larger Bedroom

During the past fortnight Auntie Barb has moved into her static caravan, which is sitting, pride of place, on our front hard standing.  I can't say that I particularly appreciate the view, but on the plus side, it's meant that she's moved out of the hosue and I can take possession of the front double bedroom once more, thus retaining this one as a den/TV room.  Hurrah!

I can't say that Barb's personal habit are pleasant though - the smell eminating from her chemical toilet when she opened the caravan door the other day was enough to fell an ox.  Family - who needs 'em?

Walnut Whips and Caravans

I don't think that you can underestimate quite how tasty a Walnut Whip is on a Sunday afternoon?  They really are sublime.  If that's how exciting my life is these days then it's a sad state of affairs - it really is.  I am, yet again, shut up in my bedroom trying to escape the madness of this family.  Apparently Auntie Barb's old caravan is being removed from its current location in Bexhill-On-Sea and will have to be placed somewhere, so Father's agreed for it to be put on our front driveway.  It arrives on Wednesday - great - that'll really retain the property prices on this road.

Life never ceases to amuse me sometimes.