*ruby tuesday*

Ho hum. Today wasn't a particularly 'ruby' day, but in the absence of a better, more witty title, it'll have to suffice.

I have spent the day looking more and more like the incredible hulk as the day has progressed, and no, I don't have any photos to prove it. The garage doors I'm sanding are green, and with each downward, then upward motion with the sandpaper, I have been releasing the tiniest particles of bright green dust into the air, and onto my hair, under my fingernails, all over my arms, and my face (unwittingly transferred from my hands). If I hadn't been wearing a well-sealed face mask, I can only imagine what colour my snot would have been this evening. Too much information? I apologise. I am finding it tediously boring in the extreme, inspite of the fact that I've been listening to my iPod whilst sanding. Next time, I will definitely pay someone to do this job; I thought it would be worth the satisfaction of doing it myself - I was wrong...

Ah well, it should be finished tomorrow, and no doubt by the time my next post rolls around, I'll be rejoicing!!

I haven't taken any photos today, so I'm debating whether or not I should leave this post photo-less, which I hate doing, as I much prefer to see a photo in posts on other people's blogs, or whether you are due another dose of 'Children of the 70's', which is a too-easy way of fulfilling the requirement for a photo!! Just off to have a trawl, and see whether there are any gems in the archive...

*one lazy trawl later*

Slightly later vintage than the first instalment; these are circa 1976/77, and this time feature matching outfits (and haircuts) which, by now, had become the norm.





Giggle away...!!!

*quick postscript*

Thank you, darling Siani, for your card, posted in Sydney on Friday, and delivered to me first thing this morning; it would hardly have arrived sooner if you'd brought it yourself. Was just what I needed - love you!