Grrrrr. After spending the morning trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored in the bathtub, I am seriously invested in getting the damned things dry before storing them ready for winter. And this is the first weekend day this summer where there’s been a hope in Hades of getting them dry. Effing feathers. Next 35 plus day on a weekend is the rugs. If I’m lucky, there’ll be a howling wind for faster drying.
The doonas are dry. The world can end now and I won’t care.
tsunami from giant meteor wets the doonas
Wet doonas now 15000 km away on small island
That small island is former Mount Buller
The major tectonic split that moved the Mt. so far ate your clothesline
Grrrrr. After spending the morning trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored in the bathtub, I am seriously invested in getting the damned things dry before storing them ready for winter. And this is the first weekend day this summer where there’s been a hope in Hades of getting them dry. Effing feathers. Next 35 plus day on a weekend is the rugs. If I’m lucky, there’ll be a howling wind for faster drying.