Toadfish Monastery

Giggling over inter-language puns on My Hill (see signature).

  Very good.

There used to be an advert on telly over here, with an American walking in a Scottish glen, wearing a massive fur headpiece. He came up to the camera, and said" When I told my friends I was going to Auchtermuchty, they said wear the fox hat."

Giggling about puns on My Hill as well.

Aye, Kevin Bloody Wilson has recycled that one.  I think one could conjure up quite a list of Vulpes puns.

Quaffing albumen and fruit on My Hill.

discovering old music and watching tasteless Youtube -too tasteless even for here - on My Hill.

everything has been blurred for days and I've been wondering if it is meds side effects or rapidly and sinister deteriorating vision................. but today I noticed one of the little thingies that props ones spectacles on one's nose had disappeared (ie. one there and one not there) so I fashioned one with blue tack and hey presto, My Hill is no longer a blur.

Is sunny on my hill and I rather be outside minding the garden than sitting inside working...

It's messy on My Hill and I'd rather it weren't but I am not doing anything about it

Extreme weather warning (floods) just issued by the police on My Hill; we never have extreme weather warnings and never by the police; how confusing; are they alerting burglars not to go out this afternoon?

Sleep completely screwed up yet again on My Hill.

Butterflies in my stomach...
Tomorrow is the first real day at the new job on My Hill.

You'll be ok, Darlica. And good luck.



Currently sulking on my hill. I was drinking a little last night and absinthe makes me slur (even though I was only a little buzzed), and I was talking to a cute guy and I think I may have screwed things up. We'll see.

Good Luck both of you. Clapton guitar playing has me in ecstacy on My Hill.

Getting ready for my morning drive on My Hill

another all night awake on My Hill, but useful for shifting ancient junk from filing cabinet to rubbish bin

I am off to sleep in the overnight lodging rooms on my hill, since I have a terribly early turn tomorrow morning, delivering 1450 tons of woodchips to a power plant south of Stockholm. Mmm... nice pine aroma...almost like having a Wunderbaum air freshener in the cab of your loco.