Friday, March 03, 2006

Postcards from The Farm...

Well, 'Gran' is here for a visit... and we know what that means - Baby Stuff.

Gord got a set of puppets... though I'm not sure who is having more fun:

Anyhow, the generations are out at the mall... poor Gord. I'm at home, working.

Speak of the devils... they're home... I guess I should get back to 'work'.

Cheers.

2 Comments:

At Friday, March 03, 2006 2:11:00 p.m., Blogger Dave said...

And folks seem to think *I* have an easy job. I can't work in my underpants.

(Well, I suppose technically I could. But it would probably be followed by some manner of public inquest....)

 
At Friday, March 03, 2006 2:41:00 p.m., Blogger London Postmaster said...

Hey, I don't work in my underpants...well, at least when your mom is visiting.

 

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