Of hats and other things.

 I'm a bit worried about Peter. He didn't get home, from a trip into town, until just after 6.30pm last night.

The only hat that Peter 
is allowed to wear.

Robert is allowed to choose from many hats!

As I can too.

Hey, a hat is just a thing that you put on your head.

So, why is Peter staying out so late?

Maybe he's wanting to take his bagpipes to a Jazz jam?

Now there's a hat for Peter!

I titled this post 'Of hats and other things' but I really haven't got anything else to tell you. Sorry.

Anyway, Peter will be sleeping in this morning, after such a late night, and Rob will be getting ready to drive up and pick up L. 

Maybe he'll have to go to work first. 

I've woken up and the sky isn't blue,

But it's fun to clean a toilet or two.

What's that dirty smelly stuff on my brush?

I really haven't got a clue.

It just appeared after I scrubbed that last loo.

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Ciao tutti.