The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.
This, of course, was after I had thought, "It's a very warm day. I'm sure it'll be safe to leave him in the living room on his own. He couldn't possibly want to lie on warm piles of ironing."
You may want to click on these to enlarge them. That way you'll get a more detailed view of his "innocent" little face...
The Editor
posted by
Lady Bracknell | Sunday, June 10, 2007
5 Comments:
I clicked and I clicked, and nothing happened.
I have never met a cat who could resist a nice pile of clean, freshly ironed washing.
Something has gone awry.
If I could work out why the clikcing to enlarge thing works some of the time, but not others, I might stand a chance of being able to put it right.
Where's Pete when you need him?
When I hit right click, the computer let me download and open up the picture in a new window. I was then able to hit "zoom in" to get a close up (though some of the clarity of the picture was lost). Cute, though!
When was your last glass of warm water? :-)
--Andrea
http://reunifygally.wordpress.com
Buster is fond of a nice pile of clean, freshly ironed washing. As Dame Honoria is not fond of ironing, he seldom sees one ......
The door to the nice, warm, walk-in airing cupboard chez Glossop is kept firmly closed.
(Try using ctrl + to zoom in and ctrl - to zoom out.)
You write very well.
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