It is absolutely bloody freezing here today. And windy as well. I've just hung the washing and my fingers are cold and numb. And there's not a child around for me to find and put my hands under their shirt. Because thats always fun. And now I have to go for a walk down the street as I don't have a car. I'm wishing now I'd saved some of the tomato and lentil soup I made the other day to have when I get home. It was so good though I ate it to the point of exploding.
I was home alone so I ate soup and watched Gladiators. Anyway, one of the reasons I'm walking in the freezing wind to the shops is to buy Betty a water bottle. Daz saw something on television last week and they suggested buying old dogs water bottles to put in their beds at night to help keep warm. And I thought that was a good idea and can't believe I didn't think of that myself. Why do we never think of those simple fantastic ideas?
Betty says – hi, I'm cold, why the hell don't you idiots get me a hot water bottle!!