Black bored witticism.

What a beautiful day, so J went off to meet the boy's on his motorbike, while I played the domestic goddess part, again. It was too hot to eat my lunch in the garden, but I'm not complaining. When J got got back, we went to the library to pick up a new book one of the librarians had ordered for me, as she reads the same authors as I do, and she let  me borrow it before her,. Isn't that nice?  Try not to groan too loudly when you read this, but it's so bad it's good, if you know what I mean.