As usual, I was sitting comfortably watching TV when Snow White rang the door bell.
Her dulcet tones tinkled through to our living room. “Joe? Are you at home?”
Although I do not wish to disappoint my Blog Reader, I fear that this, my latest, may do so.
I am sitting in the lamp with Genie, hiding from The Dear One (TDO) who is searching for me.
“Joe! Are you hiding in the lamp again?”
“Well come out at once! I have some chores for you to do.”
So far, blog-readers, I’m sure you’ll agree, my tales have related nothing extraordinary and are comfortably within the experiences of any everyday Joe or Josephine. Who has not ordered an iceberg, from either pole, available from any reputable online shop?
I was sitting comfortably in the lamp with my feet on Genie’s soft fat belly, watching the Olympics. (A doubting reader should note that this is a magic lamp and therefore anything is possible.) It will be remembered (see my previous Blog) that Miss Carrie Compton had usurped my position in the main house, following my dismissal by Vicky, The Dear One (TDO). Continue reading
My sincerest apologies if I offended any of Victoria’s friends in my first blog, and I would very much like to redress the balance with a fairer description of her character. Continue reading