There is a reason I’m called the Galumph, and it was no better illustrated than tonight when a poorly placed object (which I may have done) smacked old Jorthy on the head as she was reaching up to get down the food processor to make some coleslaw.
Of course I was terribly apologetic, but there was little humour in the house, especially after I laughed when first hearing about it!
Wish me luck!
Jorth will resume normal quality blogging tomorrow hopefully minus throbbing headache.
P.S. Jorthy if you are reading this I’m very sorry.