Background for those who don’t follow Grandad. (If you love boomer humor he should be in your RSS and your blogroll.)
Grandad’s posts are always worth reading, but today’s tidbit “Fweeze” is a classic.
We went down to the village yesterday to celebrate the fact that the sun was actually shining. I had a very pleasant coffee or two and a puff on the pipe while Sandy gnawed on a tourist child she’d found. Herself went shopping.
We got home to find K8 and Puppychild and Sean there. They had broken in [again] and had made themselves at home.