Garden Furniture

My dear Morwenna

So sorry to hear your piles are playing up again. You have my sympathy – I know what it’s like to have a bunch of grapes hanging out your arse. Hope the ointment is working – perhaps you might consider getting Himself to help out a little with the application!

Haven’t got too much to tell you at the moment, everything seems fairly quiet here. But there’s something brewing I feel – not sure not what, but it’s on the way.

The new garden furniture arrived this week. It’s been in the garage all week waiting for Him to get his finger out and do something with it. It’s flat pack and that’s where the problems began. It took him an hour to put one stool together – I tell your Mor, a whole sodding hour for one small stool. We have four stools, four chairs and a table!!! We have 12 cushions, all the same size, and he says he’s not sure which one goes where!! Ffs Mor, I despair. I could go on, but I’ll just stop there cos I think you get the picture. I have my doubts that it will be ready for the summer. Might have to get out there and do it myself, but then he gets the right hump and says I’m taking over!

Went to visit a friend in hospital this morning. Why do you always run out of things to say in a hospital? We usually natter on ten to the dozen, but not this morning. She spent the entire visit telling me about her bowel movements – there's not much of a conversation to be had there, to be honest.

Oh well my love, better go and get on with the washing. It’s never ending, can’t believe they can all wear so many clothes – then I’ll have to iron the bloody lot cos no other bugger will do it.

Have a good week, and hope the piles let you sit down a bit. Speak soon.

Lots of Love

Myfanwy xx