Hiding Out At Home

Dont you hate it when, despite your best efforts, your plans are foiled by people who cant take a hint?

It was a rather sunny day yesterday, so I lay in my hammock, catching up on some sunbeam therapy, dozing away quite nicely thankyou, when Monkey Boy comes out the back saying "Oh Panda...we have visitors..."

Yup, you guessed it. The Brother and my dad were here. How to contain my excitement???

I guess it wasnt that bad. Just bad enough. They stayed a couple of hours. Brother got in the requisite dig about how crap me and his daughter are. Oh, well, actually, all the (insert surname here) women.

Yeh? Well, fuck you and the horse you rode in on!

Got some support for the theory that mum is a stubborn old goat who should damn well do what we tell her when we say she needs medical attention.

Thats all really.

Meh.