Not Well

Is not well.

SOF (aka TWWLUTR) came round and complained for a very long time that I had been digging up her front garden. Silly Old Fool. Give Me one good reason why I should want to bury acorns in her lawn. (More or less what They said to her.) She went off in a big strop. Will have a bigger strop when Myself has decided how to get even after she drenched Me with cold water.

Which is why I am not well.