Noisy Neighbour

25 08 2010

My poor flatmate. I am not sure what has happened to me – I used to be so quiet. In the last year my legs seem to have become laced with concrete and I seem unable to function in the morning without dropping, clanging, bumping or slamming into stuff. This morning when I was trying ‘oh-so-quietly’ to get the ironing board out the cupboard, I thought I may as well have bells on – I was making so much noise. In my head I was the one man band complete with harmonica and ironing board. Sorry Flo!

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25 08 2010
flo

And Flo actually was blisfully unaware of the symphony! :)

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