Roedd hi'n stormus iawn y nos diwetha. It was very stormy last night. Loads of thunder and lightning. And which dog decided this was just the time he wanted to go and wander around the garden?
You've guessed it. George.
Fortunately this time it was Husband who had to go out in his dressing-gown and drag the stupid dog back in after he'd wandered to and fro several times.
There was a huge bolt of lightning - right over our house it felt like - just after George had gone out. I panicked thinking, 'Oh no! George will be lightened!' (It was the middle of the night; I don't do grammar at 3.00 am.) But it didn't worry me enough to get up and shout at Husband to get him in NOW!
In other news I'm aiming for another World Record this afternoon. It's one you could join in with too if you read this in time, before 4.00 pm BST.
All you need is paper and pencils - and to enrol first.
1 comment:
Misquote? Surely that first phrase should read "It was a dark and stormy night..."
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