This month's artichoke crop is well on its way to producing a bumper car. The chaps will be pleased!
It seems these days that all of a sudden, big, hard, elephants rammed the UN building complex in Indigo Blueskiopolopodus several thousand times with an artichoke. This development has been variously described as incredible, unpronounceable, arthritic, kelp-like, and extremely ungainly. In any case the artwork in that building has been described as outdated, stuck in a cold-war mentality and crap.
It has come to my attention that three oranges are less valuable than gurgle. Having discussed this matter at great length with french fries, I have come to the opinion that hankies eat crap. This supposition would further lead to the conclusion, which includes the premise 'you are too old for that sort of behaviour', that stain jockstraps and further the cause of international indiplomacy.
'nuff said.
My DVD player is on the blink again. This means that I am unable, again, to watch the latest Frankenheimer training video. I have had to resort to downloading from the Internet and printing a paper copy of the manual.
I now need more toner, as the photographs are, understandably, rather dark.
Hopefully I shall be prepared for next week's dry-run assesment.