hey used to sentence folks to hard labour on the treadmill in Victorian days, you know.
I know it’s boring
hey used to sentence folks to hard labour on the treadmill in Victorian days, you know.
gathering it all together
hey used to sentence folks to hard labour on the treadmill in Victorian days, you know.
You know, there’s always something about every damn one of you. There’s a smile, a curve, a secret. You ladies really are the most amazing creatures.
I fell off the treadmill very soon after we got it… but now I am back on again
Today’s Lentil Burgers were a bit of a mess. Good job the bread came out passable.
I fell prey to the need for new walking shoes. I bought these and thought the pink to be unnecessarily girlie but…
I have just spent half a day looking for my camera battery charger, only to find that I had safely packed it away in what passes for my camera bag. Stupid place to put it 😉 Mr L is well in practice with the double-glazing-fitting now. Today’s window is already in and it’s only lunch …