I wouldn't have a clue, I'm afraid! I'll find out tomorrow. 
What can you see from your nearest window? Page 7
Ha. Ok.
Elliot'd probably know actually, or is at least more likely to than me.
An uncommonly dirty pigeon, an arrogant squirrel, an SUV that probably belongs to a drugs dealer parked in an ambulance space.
And loads and loads of dog shit.
Quote: DaButt @ May 22 2009, 3:29 PM BSTWhy keep a broken toilet?
Some people just can't throw shit away.
I saw a mouse running around the backyard. Which is good news because it means the rat that used to be there must have taken the hint and moved on to pastures new.
When I sat out in the garden, today, he came out and ran around my feet as I edited... strange, the unbearable joy that one simple thing can give to another simple thing.
Aw. I saw a mouse in the garden once. It was rather exciting.
Now I find myself getting all protective over him. I'm keeping an eye out for the two cats that like to pass through the yard, searching for careless birds that visit the garage roof. He's just a mouse, I keep saying to myself.
Aw!
But he might be a mouse with hopes and dreams, and a little family...
He's probably doing better than me. He was carrying a briefcase. Calf skin too.
I love the ability of life to find a nook or cranny and just... live. Kinda blows my problems into the wind.
Quote: SlagA @ May 24 2009, 10:14 PM BSTHe's probably doing better than me. He was carrying a briefcase. Calf skin too.
I love the ability of life to find a nook or cranny and just... live. Kinda blows my problems into the wind.
Whats my agent doing in YOUR backyard?
Quote: roscoff @ May 25 2009, 2:12 PM BSTWhats my agent doing in YOUR backyard?
Trying to sell me your stuff, cheaper, by cutting out your percentage.
A lake and lovely kentish countryside!
I'm outside on my deck right now watching the groundhog who lives in my backyard sunbath my lockstone deck.
I've tried peppering his home, I've tried gassing it, I've tried mothballing it and I've even tried filling it up. He just keeps coming back. I've given up and he now owns my backyard.
A lovely garden, that I transformed from a bit of an overgrown mess, to a not so overgrown mess.