SHED 7


Well i certainly had a good night!

Can i say a big thank you to the wonderful Polly and her equally lovely Mum, for throwing such a lovely party.  I'm posting this track on here, as it's one of my faves and was part of our booze-fuelled kitchen disco soundtrack, when most of the guests had sensibly retired home to their boudoirs. (Yes folks, you will always find me in the kitchen at parties....especially when there is good music to fling myself about to, the remains of the buffet and copious alcohol to cram down my neck before i hit the road or get forcibly evicted)!!

May i also say thanks to the lovely Mari, who helped me do the key dance with Polly and Tristram, yes, i was a little pickled and lost me keys. The up-shot was i assumed i could break into my own house, as i'm a bit of a splap-dash old trout and invariably leave a window open.  Sadly i had been organised for once and locked up properly, so after trying to pop a window with a pebble, i had no alternative but to retire gracefully to the shed for the remainder of the evening. (It's was not actually as horiffic as it sounds, one has rather a spacious shed and i had sensibly worn me ermine stole and a big net petticoat, plus I had a nice picnic of chocolate biscuits and a bottle of Merlot to keep me company).

By some stroke of genius, i found a sunlounger and a cushion, so it was all 'tickety boo' as they say, well, until the sunlounger collapsed on me. (I knew i shouldn't have had eaten that last bit of flan, but que sera, sera...she will not be told...).  Anyhow i spent a rather interesting evening in the shed at Lipliner Towers, listening to the sweet night music, (read that as rain dripping on the tarp covering the hole in the shed roof) and reminiscing about lovely evening and equally lovely chums.

I was rescued by Son and heir and Father of Son and heir, who, after hearing about my shed shenanigans, laughed so much, their was almost a scrap as to who was going to get to the loo first. After he had suitably composed himself, Son and heir even made a cuppa, (a first, let me tell you), so after a hot bath i was suitable revived you will be pleased to know.

Never a dull moment at Lipliner Towers, eh?