Not mine, sadly. He’s bloody big as well (those hens aren’t small).
A word to the wise; any innuendo-laden puns may land you in the spam tray!
I’m tired and still in shock (I think) so I’m just going to use my blog as talking therapy!
Thoughts that ran through my head yesterday:
I and my family are now safe
I manage to grab my computer
I forgot my phone!
MY LIBRARY BOOKS!
Seriously. I’m such a nerd, even in an emergency!
Everything still smells of smoke and it’s a really plastic smell because almost everything over there was plastic (doors, windows, flooring). I’m coughing but I’ve got my inhaler so I should be OK.
You never know what’s going to happen one day to the next.
Today, I’d planned on grafting two ends of a cowl together, making Glamorgan sausages for tea and continue to declutter my possessions.
What actually happened was my next door neighbours set fire to their house.
I’m okay (apart from shock and a little smoke inhalation) and I’m assuming that the neighbours are fine but since none of them came around to alert me, I’m just going to keep on assuming.
Oh, and thanks for giving the commenting a good beta test. It seems removing the need for an email address and name has made it come “unstuck”.