Thursday, July 23, 2009

Early onset

It was quite simple, really: go into the front yard; open the front gate and put the wheelie bin outside; then get the bed linen off the drying-rack-thingy and bring it into the house.

It was only when the passing cyclist gave me that look that says in all languages of the world: “Why has that balding farang just wheeled his fully laden drying-rack-thingy out through the gate and put it where the bins go?” that I realised I might have been working too hard these last few weeks.

8 comments:

Boz said...

They have wheelie bins in Thailand. There's a thing.

A have a bit of a break, love.

Rog said...

Breathe a sigh that you didn't empty the wheelie bin onto the bed.

Fat Roland said...

Bloody kon dtahng bpra-tayt, coming over here, chucking out all our linen...

Valerie said...

Sometimes your tags are the best part of your posts. I love "the inevitable onset of senescence."

I agree with Rog, it could be worse...

Christopher Campbell-Howes said...

Ah. So easily done. There go so many of us ... but I shouldn't worry until you find yourself stuffing your laundry into the wheelie bin and pegging out your rubbish to dry, and then trying to find some obviously reasonable justification.

Spinsterella said...

They have wheelie bins in Thailand? When did that happen? Frig! (it's all so *different* now)

Tim Footman said...

Yes, they have wheelie bins. Well, we have a wheelie bin. And we didn't ship it from London.

Nobody's amazed at the wheely-drying-rack-thingy.

Rog said...

Late results:

Amazement at losing Marbles - 1

Surprise at Thai Wheely Bins - 6

Sound thrashing for the marbles team!