Today Boris Karloff and I go to collect some stuff from a storage unit to move into my new home. I have a good flat next to water, which is very quiet with swans and tweety birds everywhere.
As Boris has little sense of order or logic, despite talking like Mr Spock, it’s going to be another trying time,I’m sure of it.
I’ll wheelchair there and he’ll hopefully follow me in the car. He refuses to use any kind of modern satnaverytypadevice so no doubt AT ALL that I will lose him en route and then not be able to contact him as he doesn’t answer his primate Phone anyway.
Blimey oh Riley.