There’s no business like shoe business June 2, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 14 commentsThe rain wakes me from a deep sleep. It’s raining, my brain tells me. It’s 2.20 am and it’s raining. Go back to sleep. Or, much better, remember that your idiotic children have left their last pair of dry shoes in the garden. In the rain.
I zombie my way downstairs, avoiding the creaky bit so that everyone else stays asleep. Especially the children. I don’t want to wake the children. The children who left their bastard shoes in the rain.
I am in the garden. Half naked in the garden… at 2.25 in the morning… in the rain…
The dog stands in the doorway, watching me prance around the garden, as I go about my miscellaneous shoe business. Hmmm, you’ve gone a bit mental, the dog telepathies at me.
I think my brain has broken down. Anyone got a spare?
