Monday, July 9, 2007
Question for You
Exactly how many times exactly does a woman have to be reminded that it rains every day in London and using the clothesline is a silly, silly proposition? You'd think I'd learn, but every day I'm making a mad dash out the back door to yank the dry (but yet to be rescued) clothes off the line as the rain keeps pounding down, down, down. How many times, I ask you?