Sunday, 22 March 2009

Ironing out wrinkles.

I've just spent the last hour or so trying to iron the wrinkles out of chapter 4 and I think it's finally at a place where I want it to be. I'm leaving it behind for now anyway. I don't want to over analyse it. I want to get the whole thing into more or less the shape that I want it to be in before I get into the fine detail. I thnk I've earned the cup of tea that I'm going to make when the kettle boils who knows I may even have a biscuit. But hang on I don't want to ruin my apetite just in case either Son Number 1 or Number 2 turns up with chocolates. The dogs already got me q bottle of port. Clever doggie. Just in case any of you think that I actually believe my dog, clever though he is could go to the shop and buy alcohol I don't. He's not old enough for a start. No, my beloved Himself bought the port on the off chance that his sons disappoint me today. And trust me, if they disappoint me they will be his sons.
Anyway, getting back to BTL, I'll carry on with the ironing after my cuppa.

5 comments:

Grumpy Old Ken said...

I'm staggered at your determination to succeed. You deserve to do well.

Gonna be a writer said...

Thank you Ken.

KAREN said...

I think you deserve biscuits AND chocolate!

Annie Wicking said...

So GBW, did sons 1 & 2 disappoint you or not? Or did doggie & much beloved help you drown your sorrows with the port..lol

Gonna be a writer said...

Son number 2 came good on the day with a DVD I wanted (think Himself may have diven advice on that one) and Son number 2 came for tea last night and brought Thorntons Continentals so it was fine. I was a bit disppointed that Number 1 couldn't make it over on Sunday but I think he had a better offer but he did ring so I was happy with that as I hadn't spoken to him (actual physical talking) for three weeks.
Oh and Karen, I did have biscuits as well as chocolate. I felt so naughty.