Just when they think it’s all over
Ain’t life a bitch?
I’m back Inside. They came and collected me in their hoards, the night before last.
The only thing I can say about them is that they put me in a nice single room with en suite and telly. This is probably a mistake so I’m not going to query it.
So scribbling will be even lighter for a while.
If that’s possible……
They just can’t bear to live without you Grandad. 🙂
Oh heck. I’m so very sorry. Maybe it’ll be nice just to be pampered a bit.
Wishing you only good thoughts for a jailbreak soon.
Once they’ve got you, the never want to let go. Time to form the Escape Committee.
They’ve obviously read your blog and now you’re going to pay for it.