I don’t like the fact that i havn’t got a face. Back in the homestead I’ve slipped in almost unoticed I’m so quiet and unasuming!! Nice to nestle back into the comfy groove with regular glugs and bouts with Mama about how to place the spoons in the spoon holder – rafreshing! Apart from the small issue of me having the small dank bedroom all’s well.
Just settled in and then got talked into going up north – I blame dod myself. Oh well, was going up to see granny at some point anyway, and this way i get to paint a huge warehouse! Much fun will be had by all. After all this exitment it’s ho back for the racing on Liv’s Birthday.
Get me a face.