Fronds For Life

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess Normal,

I was looking at the work of the two other BA's, Lemon and Paeroa, today. And making a right pest of myself with Word's "review" function. I left HUNNERDS of helpful comments all over their work because I'm helpful slash annoying like that. 

I kept it clean. But only just. Let's just say there was a lot of "darkness", "toilet" and "kids - oo'd 'ave 'em" in their work. 

So it has been a productive day and even if it wasn't, eff it, they pay me anyway.

I also posted the taurapa to my dad finally. Now all I need to do is the Big Amazon Shop for Tups and the Lovely Nieces and that's it. Xmas sorted.

Oh, and Fat Pete you will be pleased to hear that I took your advice and ordered some t-shirts from the F*ckUp Shop. I'm all about the festive season, me.

When I got in from work, I found Jasper HOWLING in the khazi. It makes a nice change from me doing this after Mexican food, but in his case it was because he wanted the fern that grows outside the bog window.

Here you can see him, having jumped up, shouting at the leaves of the big fern. He did manage to grab one with his paw in the end, drag it through the opening and give it a good chew. 

It doesn't take much to make my little hairy pal happy. And it gave me something to blip today, so a win-win for both of us.

S.