After years of lamenting my lack of ability as a cook and housekeeper, a tick has finally come my way.
Perfectly cooked pikelets and freshly brewed coffee has just been served up to my carpet layers and Bob the Builder.
And the house was tidy.
And the washing was on the line.
And the lambs were fed.
And I did an hour on the nailgun putting the thinline down in preparation for the lino.
I’m so good.
Maybe things will be back to normal by tomorrow.
And you found time to blog about it.
And you’ve got the cover story in the latest edition of Young Country.
P.S. Like the new look for your blog – are they dairy cows in Central Hawkes Bay?
By: homepaddock on August 28, 2009
at 12:04 pm
YOu like the Tim O’Sullivan story?
Not dairy cows, Ele, bulls from next door!
By: Kate Rivett-Taylor on August 28, 2009
at 12:16 pm
Looks like you’ve gotten it down to a science. 🙂 I may need some tips…
By: Jessica on August 28, 2009
at 12:19 pm
It’s a great story – and he’s a lvoely bloke.
Shame on me not being able to tell the difference between bulls & cows – it was the black and white which confused me.
By: homepaddock on August 28, 2009
at 11:17 pm