This is being posted to show just what people do in fact read and it is amazing that they do. So please let me know what you think because only five people ever drop by and make comments on the spiel below. I apologise in advance for it. ++++
Tres belated felicitaions mon cherest ami and Moi sees that tou have packed up for the night and who can blame tou. Well mon cher ami, it has been uno bella journo filled with muchas kisses from la sol which has been bella all jour. Oui, Moi even did some mega fettling aujour but that is non important really. Mon cher ami, after waking this matin from the Astral Plane Moi ovred the windows to see the bella bleu sky plus tiny white and fluffies. Oui, it was une bella sol rise so the weather omens were looking bon. Indeed. Then Moi went to the port to see thousands of birds sur la jardin and the most wondrous sight was that of the thrushes. There must have been ten enfants and Moi has non seen that many in eons. It brought une lump to the throat and then Moi saw what they were up to.
They were dibbling around the jardin, mainly beneath the plumb tree, so as the drops would be non muchas bon, Moi thought, Please feel free mon cher birds. Then Moi saw two sur la tree decimating the bon plumbs but by then the damage would have been done so Moi left them to it. Oh then, mon cherest ami, Moi spotted the tres ripe Robins. Oui, they are fully rouge breasted now just like most of the plumbs and a few of the pommes. It is wonderful to see the progress of nature. Next, Moi saw the noir bird sitting on une pomme just like he was trying to hatch it out. He was there pour hours but as soon as Moi pointed the camera at him he did the biggest disappearing act that even Houdinin would have been proud of. Tut, Pah, whenever Moi wishes to take photographs of the jardin wildlife they become noticeable by their absence.
Oh then, mon cherest ami, Moi was teased by the tiny wren which hid but made une presence known by the akk akk that it emitted. After uno momento Moi saw the wren ducking and diving in the laburnum and then the sweetest song that was emitted which Moi had never heard the likes of before now. It was hauntingly bella and Moi was riveted to the spot. However as quick as it came, it went on its merry way and silence fell all around. Moi carried on then with the usual boring chores with une spring in the step following these bella vistas and felt truly blessed. La jour brought forth muchas cave toiling so it shows that the petite things in vive are there to be treasured to inject much pleasure that even the mundane becomes special.
We did non get out tonight and maybe tomorrow we will ales vous ent to the Karaoke but then this is probably non votre cuppa so rather than bore tou further avec mon ramblings Moi will wish to sweet dreams when tou finally hit the sack. Moi will non need much hammock rocking tonight with all the toilings undertaken aujour so the Astral Plane is tres muchas calling Moi. Nigh t Night mon cherest ami, take bon care and have une wonderful jour tomorrow. God bless tou always.
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Well, it is not what I would chose to read but someone does. So, it has become very hard to write normally now without putting Moi instead of I and non istead of not or no.
Actually this is posted in another persons profile and he has been very kind in letting me do this although he has final say of course because some he does not post, usually the drivel I have put on at 5am when my brain is not cognitively functioning.
