
Further to my previous post:
8am HG Towers:~
HG: Zzzzzzz *snuggled under quilt having much needed lie in after getting up at 5am each wk day*
~~~ A herd of Elephants charge up the stairs, occasional rustling sounds and panicked "no leave it!" ~~~
HG:

~~~ OH panicked whispering outside bedroom door "Storm,no! it's Mummy's present!" ~~~
HG: :)
*Door bursts open dogs fly onto bed carrying a slightly soggy...........*
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MacDonalds paper take out bag!!!!???
The Dead Man walking: *triumphantly*... "Happy valentines! breakfast in bed!!"
HG: "Macdonalds!?... I don't even eat Macdonalds!"
*Dog thrusts head into offending bag..snorts..sighs.. walks away in disgust to curl up at bottom of bed*
HG: "See!!! even the dogs won't eat it!!!"
The DMW: "Just humor me... *sighs dejectedly* It's nice you'll like it"
*HG tentatively opens bag if nothing else to get some peace & quiet and get back to sleep!*
The DMW: ((("Breakfast at Tiffany!!"))) *Triumphantly!*
~~ and sure enough there in the soggy MD's bag is a little duck egg blue bag, and a little duck egg blue box with a white ribbon.. and there in the little box is a silver heart on a silver chain. ~~~~
(The Carpenters suddenly appear in the corner of the bedroom "laaaa,la,la,la,laaaaaa"..... and birds
do suddenly appear!.... and thankfully for 'The artist formerly know as Dead man walking' they are not, this time, the tweeting circling kind that follow a head injury)
~ The 'happy-ever-after-' End ~
:-D