Yard dog

Swept the yard bathed and was ready to head for old swan jobbie when I got a call. David asked me to go back to 3.30. So here I am blogging in tesco. Couldn't have been worse timing as far as my chicken cooking is concerned. Hey ho. Gonna buy amateur pornographer (well photographer). Magazine I bought yesterday had an article on 'fine art' or erotica. Sky looks like rain. Bummer got significant waswhing out.