After a frustrating Monday afternoon spent with miss F in town of having to wait an hour and half to get new tyres fitted, forgetting our bank is shut on a Monday along with most of the shops who have gone on their annual holidays we came home to a electric cooker that has given up working (no answer when phoning electrical shop where it came from - it's Monday). Our first roast chicken from our meat birds this year was cooked in the doggy gas cooker that burns everything. Just about to dish up when we hear a hot air balloon, narrowly missing trees it landed in our hay field, our entertainment for the evening. Chicken was pretty good to, not a burnt bit to be seen.
After a frustrating Monday afternoon spent with miss F in town of having to wait an hour and half to get new tyres fitted, forgetting our bank is shut on a Monday along with most of the shops who have gone on their annual holidays we came home to a electric cooker that has given up working (no answer when phoning electrical shop where it came from - it's Monday). Our first roast chicken from our meat birds this year was cooked in the doggy gas cooker that burns everything. Just about to dish up when we hear a hot air balloon, narrowly missing trees it landed in our hay field, our entertainment for the evening. Chicken was pretty good to, not a burnt bit to be seen.
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