It is all go in Itchy Ankle.
Peggoty and Barkis are new grandparents and Barkis has held a baby for the first time in his 65 years. He didn’t get married until he was 60 and so it seems safe to assume that he is a late bloomer.
Baby Jane and Henry Ford have sold their house and are packing to move to Chattanooga. Jane has bequeathed me her five foot flamingo.
I think we can agree it is a complement to any garden. Baby Jane finds packing difficult, because, like me, she is more of a starter than a finisher. She is surrounded by keep, ditch and decide piles and just moves between them looking more and more bewildered.
“What was Jane’s job? asked the Cackler after we shared a glass of wine with Jane yesterday ” Plastic surgery nurse” I replied
“Oh great” said the Cackler “could she give us a back street boob job? ”
“Probably” said I “if she could remember where she put the silicon implants and didn’t get distracted by something else after she’d done the first one” We decided to leave it.
Princess Di came round to photograph my tulips yesterday and I beamed with pride for usually Captain Kirk, Marilyn Monroe and Peggoty win the garden plaudits. But this year my double tulips are the talk of Itchy Ankle. I’ll post her pictures when she sends them.