He was helping me make paella.
Vendanges
Yesterday was the last day the oldies were in town. Bean and I took them to the airport this morning on the train. We did manage to give them a proper send-off though. Yesterday was the Vendanges at the Morges city vineyard. We took the little land train from the CGN dock, visited the vineyard itself, then spent an hour harvesting grapes. We had a lovely picnic on top of the hills, got thoroughly hammered on very good local wine, got some to take back home, then went back home and got ready to go see the girl. The weather was perfect for it and Bean thoroughly enjoyed himself! All in all, a perfect way to say thank you :)
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Hi. Just so you know…
That boy…
Just went to check on the child before turning in. He’s snoring away in his bed… wearing his sunglasses. I tried to get them off, but he’s sleeping sideways so they won’t budge. That boy…
You’ll fit right in… the wrong order
What did the German interrogator say to his watch?
Ve haff vays of making you tock!
Well played, graffiti-man, well played
Is it bad that I want these t-shirts?
Bean and Tolstoy
It’s been happening for years, but I still find it the cutest/coolest thing ever. Tolstoy has been sleeping in Bean’s bed pretty much since he’s been in his own room. Even now, when I go to check in on Bean before turning in, I’ll generally find Tolstoy curled in a ball at the foot of his bed (these days, on or around Deliah). When we change the sheets, there’s always a massive furry spot. While all the cats are fine around him, Tolstoy has always been the one that will put up with shit from Bean that would get us torn to bloody shreds. I love hat grumpy, soft, git of a cat :-)
Dems some goooood drugs
