Today’s sentence: “I will have to change my milkman.”
‘I will have to change my milkman,’ Lois told Maria, her next door neighbour.
‘Why? Stan is one of the best. Totally reliable, even in the worst weather. He hasn’t missed a delivery yet.’
‘That’s what I’m worried about,’ Lois said. ‘I heard that a lot of kids in this road belong to the milkman.’
Maria guffawed into her morning coffee.
‘That’s an old wives-tale Lois.’
Lois lifted an eyebrow, and said
‘Can you explain why so many of the kids here have red hair?’
‘Stan hasn’t got red hair.’
‘I know. But the butcher has.’
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
lol…good story 🙂
Glad you liked it.
Very fascinating story.
You’re welcome 😇
Oh lol Di. Good one