|I'm taking a short break from Blogging...|
With just one week to go before our daughter's wedding, there's lots of last minute jobs to be completed. We'll be foraging along our local hedgerows for free flowers! More baking is on the agenda and then there will be the decorating of our local village hall nearer the time (It'll be a late night that night!) Lots to do and to think about, but I want to enjoy the process. My Mum is coming to stay next week to give us a helping hand, so it will be a lovely family affair.
(I'll be in my shop as usual tomorrow, but then I shall be closed until October 11th.)
I'll leave you with this...Not that I don't think my little girl is a real catch for any man - (I really do!) - But I just needed a little light relief this evening, that only Pam Ares could provide!...
Have a lovely weekend...
and following week,
Yes, I’ll Marry You
by Pam Ayres
Yes, I’ll marry you, my dear,
And here’s the reason why
So I can push you out of bed When the baby starts to cry,
And if we hear a knocking And it’s creepy and it’s late,
I hand you the torch you see, And you investigate.
Yes I’ll marry you, my dear,
You may not apprehend it,
But when the tumble-drier goes It’s you that has to mend it,
You have to face the neighbour Should our Labrador attack him,
And if a drunkard fondles me It’s you that has to whack him.
Yes, I’ll marry you, You’re virile and you’re lean,
My house is like a pigsty. You can help to keep it clean.
That sexy little dinner, Which you served by candlelight,
As I do chipolatas, You can cook it every night!
It’s you who has to work the drill and put up curtain track,
And When I've got PMT it's you who gets the flak,
I do see great advantages,
But none of them for you,
And so before you see the light,