Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Ever felt that you're being watched?

As you can see, I am finding it a bit difficult to concentrate on John's latest chicken blog today, so I probably won't give him the benefit of an opinionated comment until this evening when the painter has (hopefully) gone home.

Oh my god... they've yet to move the scaffold around the back of the house where the bathroom is located. You should get some good pictures when that happens.

I'm off to deepest Dorset in a minute to select stone for the latest project. I'll take a camera with me, so you will probably be treated to another fantastically interesting stone post. Lucky people!
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19 comments:

  1. Jane and Lance Hattatt8 June 2011 at 02:15

    Hello Tom:
    Better by far than watching paint dry!!

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  2. Tom Stephenson8 June 2011 at 02:36

    Ha ha! Did you know there is a live website where they cover a screen-sized board with paint every morning, and then invite you to tune in and watch it dry? Apparently it receives a great deal of hits.

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  3. Sue8 June 2011 at 02:38

    What's that plant you've got growing on the wall?

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  4. Tom Stephenson8 June 2011 at 02:44

    It's a Jasmine, Sue. More blooms every year. There is a 'cheese plant' taking over the rest of the room. It's been there for about 40 years, and has been trying to get out ever since.

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  5. brismod8 June 2011 at 02:57

    Tom, I'm admiring the plan drawers you use for your desk.

    Sometimes I feel like I'm being watched too...

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  6. Eileen H8 June 2011 at 03:10

    I would be very uncomfortable with a man at my window. Did he see you take his photo? He will be very worried if he sees you flashing him in the bathroom :)

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  7. sarah toa8 June 2011 at 04:11

    Oh you poor bugga.
    I always fell needlessly guilty, sitting in my own home, brushing my teeth or playing on computers, when some bloke is beavering away outside.

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  8. Cro Magnon8 June 2011 at 04:16

    Chew his ankles!

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  9. Olive8 June 2011 at 05:17

    Could you throw a dark sheet or fabric over the bathroom window?

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  10. Mise8 June 2011 at 05:27

    The stone posts are my favourites. That is all.

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  11. Amy Saia8 June 2011 at 05:28

    You should have reached out to give him a tickle in the ribs. It would be so tempting . . .

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  12. Iris8 June 2011 at 05:47

    O.K. Now we're talking! Finally a shot of the "compact but adorable city apartment"! That plant is something else (beautiful). The only thing that throws me off is that lonely pink light bulb. Is that for romantic lighting?

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  13. Chris8 June 2011 at 06:12

    Oh Tom. Sorry about your builder troubles.

    Whoever punched those holes in the wall with them scaffolding poles should be sued. Now the vegetation has found a way in you'll never get rid if it...

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  14. Suzanne8 June 2011 at 08:12

    I can't comment on your blog via Blogger and it's doing my nut!
    I have serious plan chest envy :)

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  15. John Going Gently8 June 2011 at 09:19

    drop your pants
    put your wife's lipstick on a little too generously and lick your lips

    he'll soon dissapear!

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  16. The Weaver of Grass8 June 2011 at 10:59

    I like looking at your stone photos - each to his own, horses for courses and all that -

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  17. Chris8 June 2011 at 11:21

    ...or eagerly climb through the window for more John...

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  18. Tom Stephenson8 June 2011 at 15:39

    I don't know where to start - other than to say that I suffer from serious chest envy; I refuse to drop my pants or bite ankles, and my pink light bulb is lonely... sigh...

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  19. Tom Stephenson8 June 2011 at 15:40

    Oh, and I refuse to put lip-balm on my nether regions, John, let alone red lipstick.

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