23 May 2010

Collapse

Today my bench collapsed (and yes I did sit on it when it happened). My hello day, drinking coffee in the morning sun bench. It was old, from my grandparents' house. But it was perfect. Not too wide, not at all fancy in any way, just a plain, old bench, exactly as it should be. And yesterday, I even got flagstones to avoid getting my feet wet in the grass while walking to my bench in the morning. Now it is gone, old beyond repair, according to my husband. I guess he'll have to make me a new one.

4 comments:

Anne said...

Stakkels dig, Tora, jeg håber ikke at du slog dig.
Og nu må du så undvære din bænk, det bliver da ikke så let, mon din mand ikke hurtigt bygger eller finder en anden til dig.
Kærligst Anne

dw said...

Oh NO!

Well, the good news is: your husband can now take it all apart and make you a new one EXACTLY like it.

After all, didn't you just knit him a new sweater and two new hats?

HANNE said...

UPS, Tora...havde du spist for meget kage til kaffen :O)
Jeg håber du får en ny bænk, for det må da være en skøn start på morgenen med kaffe i det fri.

Tora said...

Thank you for reminding me, dw. And don't I have big plans for a cardi for him as well? Of course he'll make me a new one!

Anne og Hanne, nå er det så kaldt her om morgenen at det er bare å glemme kaffe i det fri. Det er bare såvidt blomstene mine overlever. Og benken kollapset før kaka ble fortært. Men jeg var i godt selskap. Glade damer er ikke barebare.