what a lovely sight, as i stand in my sequinned dressing gown gazing at my shrubs.
there in the distance, doris is pushing the lawnmower up and down the hill.
it's supposed to be a ride-on mower so i can only assume she is trying to push start it.
bless.
over to my right, flossie the housemaid is beating the carpet.
don't know what it did to upset her, but at least she is doing some cleaning for once.
and there is good old kev the chauffeur, doing his bit to keep the tobacco industry afloat as he lights another roll-up while refuelling my limmo for the day ahead.

what a team we are!

very soon, the crowds will arrive to watch the ancient island ceremony, as i reveal my portfolio from the balcony.

i think they'll be impressed.

must dash. 
i think doris has tired of pushing the lawnmower.  she is now sitting on it and it seems to be travelling rather quickly down the hill.
towards the lagoon.
kev, my pet duck, has flapped to safety and is now sitting on the bank, hiding his eyes.

oh dear.  doris hit the water at quite a speed.
the resulting tsunami will no doubt disrupt ferry services...

kev the duck is ok, though.

catch you later!