I’m hoping you’re smiling that lovely bright smile.
I’m feeling wretched today. Had a little accident last night. I haven’t done that since being knee-high to a grasshopper.
It’s a very different world down here to when I was that size and no doubt, love.
I was watching the telly this evening and and an advert came on during Emmerdale asking kids what they wanted to invent. A few typically wanted to build space rockets, but one little angel smiled at the camera and said she would invent a bubble to keep her safe. I found that so sad, Mol. I mean, at her age, of all of about nine, we wouldn’t be thinking about safety, would we? We thought we were immortal at that age.
I thought it was one of those charity adverts, Mol, but it wasn’t, it was for some electronics firm, or some such like.
Different times, eh, love?
Somebody was knocking on the door again today. It was quite frantic, so I ignored it. If they think that I’m opening my front door to just anyone, these days, they’ve got another thing coming.
Anyway, my love,
Goodnight. God bless.