13 November 2008

Three sure-fire cures for a crappy day.

(1) Have The Antiquer tell you, "It doesn't matter where you're posted, I'll come & visit."

(2) Stop at a school crossing. As one cherub-faced schoolboy waits by the side of the road, his mate comes running up and flings his arm around his shoulders. They walk across the street, smiling and holding on to each other.

(3) Decide that you might as well polish off a bad day by calling in at the post office, expecting to be bludgeoned with bills. Find there's a parcel waiting for you. It's from Sarah Ulmer. It was a lovely little present but the best part? On the box she didn't write her real name above the return address, she wrote 'Sarah Ulmer'. That was enough to make me burst out laughing right there in the post office.

Isn't it great how things turn out?

4 comments:

New Girl said...

It doesn't matter where you're posted, I'll come & visit.

hazelblackberry said...

Thank you. I knew I could rely on you.

Sarah Ulmer said...

It doesn't matter where you're posted, as long as it has broadband internet and you keep blogging.

hazelblackberry said...

I'll keep blogging, even with dial up.