"I shall have a nice cup of coffee!"
Enter kitchen.
Take out used coffee filter full of grounds and go towards bin.
Bin is too full.
Put coffee filter back in machine.
Tie and lift out bin bag and go out to the green bins...
...which are still on the pavement from Monday morning.
No shoes on.
Right.
Put bag down on step and find shoes. Eventually.
Get green bins (well one, the other one can wait...) and deposit bag.
Right.
Get new bin liner from under sink - oh, these are the unnaturally long bags that the machine must have missed 'cos they are literally as tall as me. (Now, you can use these in the bin but it leads to trouble. The leaning tower can be ignored (by a man) for much longer as you know that the bag can take it!)
Put those bags back and get the right size one.
Put bag in bin and get some sort of mucky "stuff" on your finger.
Wash hands in sink.
No tea towel to dry hands.
Right.
Go to airing cupboard for tea towel.
Dry hands.
Stuff the coffee.
Leave kitchen.
1 comment:
After all the effort I put into that prose!! BUT, what's the significance of the picture, eh? Oh, just checked and I spose you'll just click on it again like when you tried to look soooooooo clever last time? Don't bother. Next time I'm gonna resave the image under a cunning new name to put you off!
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