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w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Friday, November 10, 2006

Bored frigid

Today's lyric:

"I've seen it before, it happens all the time
You're closing the door, you leave the world behind
You're digging for gold, you're throwing away
A fortune in feelings, but someday you'll pay

You're as cold as ice, you're willing to sacrifice our love
You want paradise, but someday you'll pay the price, I know."

Foreigner: "Cold as ice"



I am - it has to be said - very tired of being cold at home.

Mr Plumber has removed the condemned gas boiler (almost rupturing himself in the process, it were that 'eavy) and 'soon' will be installing the new one. As in, hanging it on the wall. Then plumbing it in. Then getting a C0rgi-registered fitter to sign off the work.

So - hopefully - by this time next week!! we may have a house without frozen condensation on the inside?

Meanwhile, my biceps are benefitting from lugging around scuttles of coal and tubs of logs (more winter fuel gathering tomorrow, from my mate wot flogs a wheelbarrowfull of logs for a Lady Godiva).

So, enjoy your weekends, y'all, and as you do, please blow a warmed kiss my way?

Er, that's my lady readers, btw... You and you and you can just wave. 'K?

# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:45 AM

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