Not The Best of Days π€
Well it’s been just one of those days today, one thing after another. The day didn’t start too well as it was absolutely pouring with rain when we woke up. Nix got all dolled up, waterproof jacket, waterproof trousers and Wellington boots but we only got to the end of the road when the rain stopped. I thought it was quite funny, Nix not so much.
Next step was the cleaning of the church. This is not one of Nix’s favourite pastimes but this morning she had to open everything up herself which entailed remembering where various keys were kept and remembering to put them back afterwards. This was always going to be a challenge for Nix but miraculously she managed it...you see miracles do happen π
The next hour was spent messaging everyone she could think of to ask if they could sit with me when she had to go to her Deanery Synod meeting this week. She then discovered that the meeting had been cancelled so she had to message everyone again telling them she didn’t need them. She wasn’t amused by this, I could tell by her face π«’
So I am here to tell you that finding dozens of burrs well and truly stuck in my tail has not improved her mood. It must have happened down my the river and I expect going in the river hasn’t helped matters. She’s been pulling them out for over an hour now and still has a long way to go. She says my tail will never be the same again π









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