Ballet Boots, Chinnooks and Work
25/11/09 14:24
Things don’t’ get more diverse than this do they?
This morning I was prancing around at 7am on my horse attempting to do some dressage schooling. She wears protective boots, which my husband endearingly calls her “ballet boots” J.
Then, from 9 am, I am working feaverishly at home in my office, on clients book-keeping, when a chinnook helicopter lands in the school playing field next to my house – about 20 yards from my window – it shook the house as it came over.
So, there it is – sat behind the hedge at the bottom of my garden, not many people can say that, about what’s outside their office can they?.
Think I have just slipped into a parallel world, somewhere…………………….
How weird life is J
This morning I was prancing around at 7am on my horse attempting to do some dressage schooling. She wears protective boots, which my husband endearingly calls her “ballet boots” J.
Then, from 9 am, I am working feaverishly at home in my office, on clients book-keeping, when a chinnook helicopter lands in the school playing field next to my house – about 20 yards from my window – it shook the house as it came over.
So, there it is – sat behind the hedge at the bottom of my garden, not many people can say that, about what’s outside their office can they?.
Think I have just slipped into a parallel world, somewhere…………………….
How weird life is J