So, this parcel is coming via a courier. And the ETA says 21st August….
Its all happening..Game of Thrones at eleven had everyone on the edge of their seats, and the Billisaurus sauntering down to the tele to find out what the chorus of oh nos and aaaarghs were all about..theyre going to kill a dragon was that particular one.
Flowers organised for a dear departed relly, and a or an Happening at qpac later on tonight. Slow cooker on all day, wafting that aroma of..can I really wait that long.. around the house. The winny 10 creators update hanging around..darn thing cant be that far away surely…I can get it before time, but they say wait until the bugs are out for your particular machine….grumble!
Expected parcel is a dinner service..we resurrected the other..lovely..but missing most bits..frangipanni dinner plates once already.

The parcel..was assigned to run 140 I think it was. Oh goodie..but it didn’t happen on the day eh. Status next day said..given/delivered to run 140, and it turned up an hour or so later. His little number plate actually said run 140..neat huh!  A little man from the sub-continent was how various writers describe the ..person-in-questions ethnicity. And he ran everywhere!