Tuesday 23rd October

I had a little visitor yesterday this cheeky bird. I had thrown out bread for them in the morning and he must have been wondering what was going on in here so he popped in for a nosey.

He was cute and I thought it would be nice to have him flying around for a while until he started knocked over and breaking things.

To my surprise Ralph wasn't fazed by our guest the bird flew up to him twice and landed next to him and he just looked at it and moved away. Normally he is mean to other animals. Poor Rat gets a rark up by him all the time.

Shaughan just came back from taking Ralph for a walk and he said my bird had come to visit him when we went to go get a coffee from Mike.

I had a fantastic day yesterday Mum came over and we went for a cruise around to Vanessa's and sat in the sun talking for a few hours. It felt like we hadn't done that in ages. Mum and I went and looked at a house to buy but it was in the worst street in Wanganui. It was worth the look and it would be nice to get a new project for me as I love doing up houses. While I was growing up we where always doing up houses and selling them I would hate to think of how many homes I have lived in I'm sure it would be over 50.

I had a massive mission on last night and started to sort out my piles of paper that I had bought up from my office. I found all sorts of things and my brain is in over load from reading all the things I have written.

We hung up all my word paintings in the lounge they look choice I have tried to take a photo and it hasn't come out very well.

Happy Birthday Vanessa, I hope you have a beautiful day x.

My message for the day was: We are with you wherever you go, so we are not concerned about where you choose to talk to us.

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