Is it really May???

Well it is 7.00am and it is Sunday 19th of may, but looking out of the window here at Tykes Towers it looks as if we are in the grip of winter, yes the trees are in leaf, but that is the only giveaway that it isn't the middle of February. I went out at 6.00am to put my old microwave at the bottom of the drive. This is a great thing to do with any old domestic appliances. You leave them out and they magically disappear. The scrap metal fairies come along in their chariot and whisk them away, how flipping amazing is that!! but I digress. I stepped outside ( taking care to avoid three million slugs that were on the drive) and had problems seeing where I was going for thick fog and rain. Whats all that about then??? When can I don pretty Lady Lainey dresses and trip trappy sandals? Probably not for another couple of years by the look of the weather forecast. And don't get me started about getting washing dried

Dame Didi is 'popping' over to the Towers tomorrow as she is taking her car to 'Tim'll Fix it' to make sure that it is road legal. She doesn't want to stay at the garage as she doesn't want to be 'loved to death' by the Royal Hounds ( see above) How could you not want 10 stone of pure bred Doberman sitting on your knee??? ( Leo does feel lighter as he has been on a diet! but not much!)
 #deadleg

I had a flying visit form Tzarina Katerina who was telling me about her trip to Scotland. £10 for a glass of wine? I could get  three bottles and a packet of crisp for that!!!

I sent a text to  Mr Funky the chauffeur to tell him that his 'favourite' Jessica Ennis got married yesterday, I think that he may be wearing a black arm band today.

Over at the Test super Tyke Joe Root showed why he is now top of the England pile  ( where Compton is squashed on the bottom). He hit an impressive 71, the  highest score that innings. Tykes team mate Jonny Bairstow  was bowled out for 5.This leaves the match hanging in the balance as it really could go either way. England are currently  180-6.

Some footballer called David Beckham announced his retirement this week and last night as he completed his final home match for Paris St Germain he left the pitch crying.................I was scanning he field to see if Rt Hon Hooligan Robbo was there and had given him a 'nudge' in the ribs when the ref wasn't looking!!!
The pouty one was there watching, sour faced as usual, luckily baby Harper Seven ( or 'half past seven' as most of the world thought she had been named when they first announced it) was able to summon a smile.

Now I am making this short as I have to go for a two hour date with jack Bauher ( and yes I know I am about 10 years behind everyone else). I am so close to the end of the '24' box set that I even stayed up past my normal bed time of 9pm last night to try to see to the end. Well I failed so as off to do that now.
Happy Sunday