Two days ago I sat down here, and wrote an extraordinary blog post. It was full of humour, wit and drama. It was probably the best I have ever written, but alas, I accidentally clicked the back arrow and consequently lost the lot. My dispair has seen me in mourning for the loss of a truly brilliant piece of literary creativity. As such I chose a suitable amount of time to mourn before I came back online. Two days is sufficient I think.
So, what was the deceased post about?
Wednesday last week the household gained an extra 3 people. My friend Ruth, her husband Jeff and their daughter (my niece) Araminta, were staying with me a few days. They are currently making a big move from one country to another, while stopping over in Australia to catch up with friends and family.
Eventually Araminta realised that Bo was the most patient one: