Monday

Had a visitation from Flowerlady. She ever stops ranting about people getting to much (more than her anyway) and seems to think its her right to have a development property worth £200,000, always trying to work out how she can get the maximum out of it etc... which is a pisser as she flogs flowers now and hasn't paid any tax on any income for at least the last six years!..... in the end i just said i don't care about all the tax talk, i cant change it, it just happens so i don't talk about it. It really is all bollocks.

sigh........long remembered and never seen now, closed cockle shells you put in a glass of water, they open up and little flowers float out on a string. so sweet. Even in 1970 they were forgotten toys. I was in hospital having been soundly run over by an Austin A40 (still got the scar) my mum asked me tearfully if there was anything i wanted, and i said the cockle shells. She spent all the next day scouring the shops for them and found one on a dusty old fashioned toy shop shelf, bought it in just to delight me...sigh.