THE SHIELD OF LOCKSLEY

Chapter 42 -- part 1 Beaumanis

Apple-polly-loggies…

That means “Apologies,” According to Alex “the Droog” in A CLOCKWORK ORANGE…

I told you last week that my wife has vacation time and I would be giving all of my attention to her, didn’t I? Well, I thought I did. Anyway, it’s because she’s been working long hours for days on end that she’s been looking forward to getting away. So this week, we went to Gibsons, on the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia here, to visit my work friend Al.

(He’s also on here as a paid subscriber — he’s one of the only “mill” friends I have here who actually believes in me enough to want to pay…the others? Not so much.)

Anyway, I was unable to finesse my story on to the iPad for some strange reason. So I had to leave it. When we got back, we had to attend to the garden because we’ve had a lot of heat here. Summer is here, and the flowers are burning. We went to Gibsons for two days and got back today. It was a great little break. We love it there, and we love Al and ***** (you know I don’t name names.)

Like I said, we got back today, and once we took care of the flowers, she wanted to wash the car. She told me that I had to stay downstairs and hang out with her because she was on vacay. I opened the wine.

I’m here now, behind on my schedule (natch) and struggling to catch up. I want to put it up now…

And I did.

You know the drill.

THIS IS PAYWALLED…