That’s true. Also, they have warm clothes and waterproof boots in England, or so one reads.
I’d like to get a hot shower, warm clothes, and boots on, but there’s a previous occupant of the bathroom. Oh, well.
Also, Jake spewed again.
T'was not always the case...they suffered most awful from chilblains well in to the twentieth century or so I read.
Before the webz I never knew what they/that were...not at all pleasant, always needing a shilling for the two bar fire...imagine having a coin operated heater in one's house....and a coin collector coming by on a regular basis.
Maybe the Benny Hill skits of the milkman and the lonel housewife were merely the tip of the iceberg, milkman, gas man, BBC telly licence inspectors tramping in and out for a cuppa and more...wink, wink, smirk.
Poor Jake. I hope nothing is wrong with him.
I listened to another uplifting talk, so Things were delayed but I’ll see what I can get done in the next hour. I was thinking of having the USPS pick up the packages I have to send out so I don’t have to darken to portals of their facility. I don’t stand in line very well, what with my back the way it is.
I haven’t gotten anything from Dover in a long time, but that doesn’t mean I don’t slobber on the online catalog pages!
Dismally Inept Lawn Service showed up yesterday with a surprise. New BIG truck and massive leaf blower! As soon as he got all the leaves into a hugh pile in Rocky’s parking spot (she parks in front) he left and the wind began to blow as soon as he made it to the street. Sorry, but I thought it was ironic.