He looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food - Raymond Chandler
In her comment on my previous post, Jo pointed out the error of my ways in not including her visit yesterday and the inspection of the New Shed which, from this point forward, I will call 'Ottilie'. You see, where we once had fairies at the bottom of our garden, we now have Ottilie. She is an attractive shade of green and is very inconspicuous.
Ottilie was born out of the need for Ottershaw Players to find a new home for their costumes and I agreed to be the midwife and adoptive mother. Now all that is needed is to decant the stuff that has accumulated over more years than anyone cares to remember from Joan's loft to Ottilie's cosy interior.
Like this only green and bigger - --------------------------------------
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