I am knackered.Being a Granddad is so exhausting.
Such responsibility!
I have just finished washing up in the kitchen.
Joan laid on a nice meal for both Sheilas
+ Peter and Connie of course
(I wouldn't exist with out her - as a Granddad!)
We only eat at nine after a long day
being baby minder in Chief.
Plus a treck through London without the Blackwall tunnel
which takes us under the Thames and back home.
So now, with hands ever so soft ..................
I think about you.
I think about certain individuals especiallly.
Church today was Newington Green -
on the Green.
But I churn my-soul at all times.
It is said that LIFE is a prayer.
That's my sort of praying.
In/out - every breath.
The Sheilas were were party people last night.
A wedding so special.
You can see their outfit -
Joy as a Sea Godess and Ann as a Nun.
Heavenly!¸.•*¨*•♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸.•*¨*•♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸.•*¨*•♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥
Connie and her Mum are staying with us for a few days.
I have to put my head back on a.m.
I have gig to prepare for and it demands fresh fresh creativity.
I will neglect most other things this week.
Forgive.
I am feeling ........... what are yours tonight?
Me
tired/fulfilled/not happy(which is different than unhappy, which I am not)/Conniefied/steeledaboutforthcoming.
They were 5 words to describe my life at the moment.
And you?
I would love to receive your five ...............
