real tree
for a moment, as i drove round the corner (on me tractor) to see james hiding in the trees with a gun, i freaked out rather bad, because i thought i was looking at a tree with a face, that was smiling at me.
the next thought to go through my mind was that i was actually looking at brian's mother from 'the life of brian'.
i almost fell off the tractor.
proper troubled me till i realised what i was actually beholding...
home security
this man patrols our grounds...
i particularly like to jostle him about the effeminate leaf-like 'frilly bits' on his camoflange (killing outfit).
i shouldn't complain: we're doing quite well off the spoils of his war.
today, we got all our computers back online and connected up with each other.
frances has come down to the country for a couple of days and is excited to have her own office (in one of the servant's quaters).
i have just had another very satisfactory (solo) skinny dip in our pool and this is now my preferred mode of swimming at dusk.
only it reminds me a of a story i remember hearing about the lord i used to work for making some comment about 'loving the feeling of water running over one's testicles'.
it was a very fast-show affair.
i think its ok to swim naked as long as it's not in front of people who would mind.
urm...
today, also spent a lot of time wanting to beat my head against various trade counters buying supplies for various home/studio/office improvements around the farm.
and i have roped james into building a double ace set/prop for a shoot i'm scheming on which could be genius.
not a lat else has been happening here in the east.
although my shotgun license application did arrive...
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