horseless carriage
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My missus and I were awake most of the night, her recovery continues, but last night was a difficult night and I must have picked up on the vibes. We were back in bed before five and hoping that she gets some restful sleep, I went and laid down in another bedroom.oooh I'm taking time to wake up... it's 9.45am... drizzly weather.. 12 deg not cold...
as I predicted I didn't get to sleep until 5am.. and I got up again at 9...
I have the the zoom meeting later this morning
Hawkie, what are you going to do about the Racoon ?![]()
Later this morning, taking her tea and toast, she regaled me with an eight o'clock phone call. Being that time she didn't think of looking at the incoming number, she assumed that it was a friend or relative and might be important. It was a telemarketeer, selling goodness knows what.
He kicked off: "Hi I'm David....." and before he got into his spiel she gave him both barrels: "David, it's 8:00 o'clock, I am old, I've had a sleepless night, I am recovering from heart surgery and the worst thing you could have done is to call me before I have had my sociability cup of tea. NOW GO!" She then hung up.
The lady has since enjoyed her tea and toast, I was rewarded with that engaging smile of her's when I presented her with a second cup of piping hot tea. She tells me that I make a good cup of tea. I wouldn't know, I have never been able to drink it, don't even like the smell of it. A Brit that hates tea, worse, a Brit that drinks coffee, black and strong without any sweetener. And none of that instant muck either.