Friday, 14 June 2019

When it rains it’s just water

Dear Diary,

Sorry it’s been a while since we last spoke. I hope all is well. My abscence is due to me having a somewhat boring busy life. When we last spoke I had seen a ghost turn into a man, I know I couldn’t believe it either! He still not a ghost,  now he’s a cave man. You know those times when you see he’s on line but hasn’t read your message? Or those times when he has time to change his profile picture but no time to send a message? That my friend is called ‘he’s gone into his cave and might be a while’. Now I used to spend a lot of time sitting outside the cave waiting endlessly for him to come outside. As you can imagine that was quite boring and a complete waste of ones time. Nowadays I take a stroll, check out some other caves, might go in, might not. Might just chat at the front door for a bit and then move on. Sometimes I leave cave street altogether, there are way better places to be. Plus it can get very cold amongst those caves, it’s all that stone! Brrr and cold doesn’t usually go with my outfit. 

Yesterday my head of buying noticed that my shoes for once matched my dress which matched my headband (very Dutchess) that was until I told her that I was wearing my Dad’s army jacket from circa 1974 over said outfit that she realised I’ll never full match. 

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I had to wear tights yesterday because for some reason someone has turned the heating off in this county and left the tap running. Imagine the water bill next month! I’m glad I’m not paying. 

After a long drought (36 years and counting) I’m still single even if I am trying to date a caveman. It just goes to show that when it rains it doesn’t actually pour.

Ta-ra for now 
Laura x 

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