I used to have about a million oil burners - and now when I actually need one, there aren’t any to be found. M attacked the freezer. The stench was putrid. Oh god. The cats were beside themselves, throwing their furry bodies at the walls of their home. M bore it all with very good grace, though he did say that I ‘owed him one’. One what? He looked mysterious. I am left to ponder, surrounded by incense and a citronella lantern.
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