Andy and I donned our high heels, suspenders and bras, and headed off to Brigham to fill Andy’s new woodstore. Andy had arranged to borrow a pick-up and we filled it 3 times….. of course, on the way back to Hesket Newmarket we became typical “white-van men”… I hooted every slow old driver and Andy leered and whistled at all the girls. A good day all round!!
So that’s where my missing underwear ended up!
Where are the checked shirts? 😆
To fit in a wood-stove those logs are gonna need some serious petrol-head chainsaw reducing! Can I help? 😛
Hop on a plane Pete, they are chainsawing tomorrow!