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If it weren’t for Blossom, dearie, loitering on the nest all day, I wouldn’t have a flat tire. She seems to have gone broody, in an off-hand sort of way, and spends so much time dozing on the nest that I’m not getting any eggs.  The two hens had struck a deal whereby they each laid an egg on alternate days, so I was at least getting one egg a day.  Well Blossom has dropped the ball, so to speak.  I had a huge egg from Dolly yesterday–76gr–but nothing today.  So that was my only egg.

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The Villain

“But what’s that got to do with a flat tire?”  I hear you ask.   Well, it’s like this:  I had some swiss roll and some lovely strawberries that needed to be used up.  That’s the start of a trifle, of course, so I thought I would make one for dinner tonight.  When I got ready to make the custard, there was only one egg in the fridge.  So, out I went to fetch today’s egg.  Nothing.  Nada.  Nil.  I had no choice but to go out to the shop to get some eggs.  The same shop I had just come from a half hour earlier.  Nevermind.

As I was turning out of my driveway I slammed into the culvert at the driveway entrance.

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The Weapon

I’ve done that maybe 4 times in the 14+ years I’ve lived here (no fair deducting the months I’ve been away!)  and this is only the second time I’ve buggered a tire.  And if it weren’t for Blossom, dearie, I woudn’t have had to bugger this one!  It’s all her fault!

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The Victim

And believe me,  it’s no trifling matter.          MM

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