The eyes have it

I woke up this morning feeling very sorry for myself. Sometime in the last 24 hours or so I have managed to either scratch it or get a bit of grit in my left eye and Tony isn’t here to make it better. The memory of him sitting me down and peering into my opticals so closely that it usually ended up as a snog session got the tears going. Unfortunately the leakage didn’t solve the problem.

It’s been a funny old week and I apologise for the lateness in posting the musings. See above. The builders are doing the final touches to the extension which would have been finished except for the small omission in my forgetting to order the floor. However the open space has been very useful in the evenings as a canine gladiator arena. I think the terriers are winning. The crowd is a little noisy but at least they aren’t underfoot anymore. Hopefully they will have the back garden to express their feelings in the next couple of days which is quite important because we have a sort of new addition to chez Knollys. A few days ago I spotted a very well-dressed man eyeing up the garage conversion. To cut a long story short he wanted to buy it but I said it was in no condition to be sold and anyway I didn’t want to separate it from the rest of the property. so he’s going to rent it, renovate it and live in it for a little monthly discount. Don’t worry, I got the legal docs and he sent references before I had asked. And he’s a nice guy. And he likes dogs. And it’s one less thing for me to worry about.

I finish on the subject that all of you seem to want to know about. That dating thing. Well….. I went on a date! Correction, Yogi Bear and I went on a date as one doesn’t meet a stranger without an escort/protection detail. Bears can be quite scary and let’s face it, he is a very popular guest at the Great North Wood pub. Suffice to say both Yogi and I had a very nice evening and I surprised myself with my self-confidence, I wasn’t nervous at all. I think my growing independence gives me a sort of ‘take me as I am or leave it’ kind of attitude or it could be that we had spoken a lot on the phone beforehand so the conversation flowed. I feel quite proud of this old lady for taking a small step in perhaps the right direction. Just follow the Bear……

“Some of my best leading men have been dogs and horses.” (Elizabeth Taylor)

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