Revolutionary Rants

After another blinked and you’ve missed it weekend we’re back into the week. I shouldn’t complain too much, I know, because I have today off (I’ll be working the three middle days of the week this week, as well as volunteering on Wednesday morning - Ferris will go to his Nanny’s house, of course).

I’ve spent it, thus far, taking Ferris, once again, over Dennington hill and back over to Swimbridge, in the reverse of the way we went a week or two ago; looking at my blogroll and answering queries on the Paris forum on TripAdvisor; writing a rant (see below); putting a further two rows of red onions in to my allotment; and watching a programme about Ottis Toole. It is amazing, really, when one has a job how quickly days off pass - I shall shortly be preparing snap for when my handsome hen gets in…

I am thinking daily now about our impending holiday to Paris, which is in just over two weeks. I am really looking forward to it, apart from not being able to take the little pup with us, but he will be looked after by the maternal grandparents, as per. We haven’t got any major sight seeing plans this time out, except a trip out to Versailles, but we are just looking forward to being in the city of light again.