I went into the kitchen this morning and saw the washing machine had finished. I opened it and flooded the kitchen. It hadn't finished - the electricity was off. Oh dear. (Fortunately, Rowan wired the study on a seperate circuit, so the kitchen blowing up no longer switches off the PCs. Rowan is made of win.)What had happened was that the mains ignition switch on the gas hob had got wet and shorted out the ring circuit. This happens when a pan boils over, when Aimee spills a drink or when, like today, the cat has projectile vomited over it.
May I say 'Ewww?'
Despite the rain, the streets had that hushed, misty look.
Silver Birch on Hunloke Crescent
Autumn colours in the cemetery.
This is why my feet are soaked throughas soon as I step on the field
Long. Wet. Grass.
Autumn colours in the cemetery.
The 'usual' poplars, taken from side on.See? There are two of them.
Three dogs. One lead.
Someone graffitied this tree!
Why?
5 comments:
Looks like spinach spaghetti!
And cats sure can puke when they feel the need.....
Yucks indeed.
Nute eats too fast - we generally give her 1/3 of a pouch at a time for this reason.
Oh how disgusting!! Lovely photos though, except that one! You could get an arts council grant for that piece of 'yuk'!
Alas, the liberal arts councils died long ago. Now you have to pay them on a profit share basis.
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