Today, Slawit Bob picked me a tulip.
I rather wish he'd just leave my poor benighted flowers alone. What with the snow and the predations of Slawit Bob, they are looking distinctly seedy....
Slawit Bob obviously does not care about horticulture.
He is taking the air after his first shower and hair dry. It was all very traumatic but seeing as how he had returned from the allotment bright green, wet, shivering and muddy, a shower was the only option.
Mick is not too sure about this.
He prefers to shower alone....
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