Yes, it's happened again. Cro has been left 'home alone' whilst Lady Magnon goes galivanting in Singapore and Thailand. She's off to see Boo Boo, the Cherub, Kellogg, and our youngest son Wills.
So, I've brought-in the dancing girls, crates of Champagne, and plenty of rib-eye steak to help pass the lonely evenings.
I've taken notes on how to operate the Washing Machine, and how much to feed Billy. I shan't bother with the Washing-up Machine, as I prefer to do that by hand. It's too complicated anyway.
She'll be away for about three weeks, so plenty of time for me to get up to mischief.
Lady M asked if I'll be doing anything special whilst she's away. I replied that I shall be eating Lamb's Liver. I think I'm alone in liking it, and I'm already looking-up interesting recipes. I'll probably also be going down to my pub' quite often, and buying a few luxuries that only I enjoy.
She's told almost everyone in Brighton that I shall be alone for a while, and already people are asking if I'm OK. I'm beginning to feel like Macaulay Culkin.
Billy is keeping me company.
Don't you normally feed Billy and use the washing machine and what about the vacuum cleaner.
ReplyDeleteI do all of those, but I never touch the washing-up machine.
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