Wednesday afternoon

The rain has started, of course, just after finishing varnishing the garden furniture. So that's now inside, smelling of turps. Outside, occasional rumbles signal the demolition of the oil storage tanks down at the powerstation.

Read a joke in Katie's blog - two elderly gentlemen are talking when one asks the other why he has a suppository in his left ear. "Oh. Now I know where my hearing aid has gone". Which reminds me of the man who did his back in, and went to see his doctor. The doc prescribed a suppository three times a day and told the man to return after 2 weeks. A fortnight later, the man came back, complaining that his back was still bad. "And those pills you gave me tasted so foul, I might as well have stuck them up me a**e!" he berated his doctor. "Which is exactly what you should have done", came the retort.