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Monday, 9 June 2014

In which One has a love of peonies…

IMG_2065Flowers from the grounds

Picked by One for One…

There’s nothing worse than having One’s peonies smashed to the earth by summer rain, so One rescued them, along with that big, fat, delicious lilac rose and awarded them to One.

Others will be seduced by  the glories of One’s garden by this time next month and that is as it should be.

‘How would you ever find another me?’ enquired the Wood Nymph when I showed her the profile of a prospective room mate. 

True so true!  And anyway, too late, One has flight plans afoot that are too far into the blue yonder to abandon.

Should One have remained in the Underground Lair One would surely have returned to the hand-wringing, self critical days of yore, and look where that got One, Dear Reader.

                                      ~

‘What do you think of that?’ came another enquiry (re: house-hunting)

‘A little dull,’ countered One.

‘It’s lovely.  We will go and see it,’ came the return order.

Now there’s a chap who has very quickly got the measure of One! 

Rule one re: One…

Always be polite and enquire after the opinion of One.

Rule two re: One…

Furrow brow, appear to be considering the sage advice of One.

Rule three re: One…

Do exact opposite of One’s instruction.

And anyway it’s delightful to have a (Head) masterful gentleman on board!

                                        ~

General comments for the duration of the day…

One needs to work…

One is not available for mercy dashes of any kind…

One will not look favourably on any neighbour shimmying over the fence in search of a cup of tea…

                                          ~

And as for ‘Discussting’ – you’re right!  I’ve thought about it and I probably was eating pizza with no pants on.

My my those were the days…

 

1 comment:

Neil Stone said...

That is not how you spell them.