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It's been a bit hectic recently with the strong wind blowing in from the west
convincing Boy In A Dress that his hobby of kite-flying should be once more
rolled out.

The absence of artwork on Monday was due to disentangling BIAD and his
precious toy from the large elm near the river and close to our home.
So Tuesday involved him clearing his string of knots and apologising to a
neighbourhood dog-walker that what she saw wasn't a mutant-owl with bags
under its eyes.
Although thankfully, he didn't clarify what she'd observed.

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An unusual Wednesday in one respects, as the weather was glorious. Enough so
that Boy In A Dress and I used-up the whole morning around the Mother-in-law's
garden instead of the standard couple of hours.

We got quite a lot done as I weeded the front garden and BIAD explained to the
elderly in the support-stockings across the road, why dogs can't look up.

Walking back, he commented that we make a fine pair and if memory serves,
that was when I swore at him.

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I've spent most of the day reading-up on some topics to help with Boy In A Dress
with Ninurta's and BIAD's story.

Boy In A Dress spent the afternoon in my wheelie-bin awaiting the arrival of the
trash-men and hoping to give them a chuckle. The Man-Girl had designs on acting
like a jack-in-a-box and improving a humdrum October Thursday.

I may have mentioned before about BIAD's well-formed chest-area and the cramped
situation of it beneath his short dress. Well... as the burly trash-man approached my
rubbish receptacle, BIAD sort-of succeeded in his plan.

Technically speaking, he did pop-out.
tinyhuh

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Without the need for baked-beans or mushy-peas, Friday has been a very windy time.
Boy In A Dress occasionally stared out of his shed window and with his hound-dog
demeanour, convinced me to let him in the house.

Apart from getting his head stuck in the cookie-jar (Jeez, that scared me)...and that
juvenile trick he played on the postman at the letter-box, BIAD conducted himself fairly
well.

But now as the darkness rules the roost and the wind hasn't abated, I'm worried that he
won't go back to his own abode. I really don't want to switch off the lights tonight
knowing that he's somewhere in the house.

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The gusty weather kept up on Saturday and Boy In A Dress confided in me that the wind
was the main factor why he wasn't looking-forward to go to the Discotheque tonight.

"Apart from the usual foghorn sound..." BIAD said and looked around to see if anyone else
was listening. "...It can get quite cold down there" he added and the last two words were
mouthed more than spoken.

I suggested a pair of pants or something to muffle the sound and keep the draught out
and he wobbled his head to indicate he was contemplating such an idea.
But now that he's just left, I noticed there's a bottle of wine sitting on the window-sill...
and the cork is missing.

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I personally think she has Class and Very Independent.
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(10-13-2018, 04:24 PM)BIAD Wrote: The gusty weather kept up on Saturday and Boy In A Dress confided in me that the wind
was the main factor why he wasn't looking-forward to go to the Discotheque tonight.

"Apart from the usual foghorn sound..." BIAD said and looked around to see if anyone else
was listening. "...It can get quite cold down there" he added and the last two words were
mouthed more than spoken.

I suggested a pair of pants or something to muffle the sound and keep the draught out
and he wobbled his head to indicate he was contemplating such an idea.
But now that he's just left, I noticed there's a bottle of wine sitting on the window-sill...
and the cork is missing.

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I'm hoping the stormy weather has moved off into the North Sea and misses the oil-rigs
out there too. Sunday is still damp, but the wind has gone... which sounds like an old
girlfriend I knew from long ago.
But I digress.

Boy In A Dress spent the day clearing up discarded garden foliage and assuring his plants
that the worst was over. Considering winter is waiting in the wings, I'm hoping his potted
friends don't lose faith.

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Another weekday and another bout of weirdness in the garden of Boy In A Dress.
The sister-in-law is over from France with her daughter and they were overjoyed
to talk to the Man-Girl again.

Considering I struggle to understand what BIAD means when he speaks in my
language, I was surprised when he spoken fluent French to my niece and her
mother.

Although, I thought the string of onions around his neck and the beret was a bit
over-the-top.

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Tuesday is the day of slowness around Boy In A Dress' shed and I'm struggling to
say anything interesting occurred. BIAD was next-door with the bouffant-haired
divorcee and so, his day (and probably his hands) were full.
tinyhuh

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It's a bit complicated and involves visiting relatives wishing transport to see long-lost
friends, but Wednesday was void of artwork because of it.

Boy In A Dress accompanied us to a large town that held history and interest for us
whilst we waited to return my sister-in-law and her daughter back home. BIAD enjoyed
a castle, a large cathedral and conversing with the many students who use the university
there.

The only negative was when BIAD inquired what a particular building was on the castle grounds
and I told him it was called a Keep. That was when he asked about taking it home as he saw it
now as is.

It was then that I wished I'd had a sock with a pool-ball in it.
tinywondering

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Well, since it's been another one of those strange weeks, it would only be appropriate
to end on a Friday with this little embarrassing ditty.

When we took the sister-in-law to see her friend, we noticed the car swerving and
discovered that the rear-passenger wheel had a puncture. The screw I saw sticking
out of it looked like one of mine.

Today, we took the car to the garage and after a couple of minutes of inspection,
the chap at the counter told us they didn't have that particular type of tyre and
we'd have to wait for around forty minutes to have it delivered.

He also commented on Boy In A Dress drinking directly out of the coffee-machine
and the effect on his mechanics of having dark liquid dripping onto BIAD's chest area
whilst he guzzled.
but you'd expect that, nuh?

So BIAD hung around the garage while my wife and I took a stroll around the area
where we used to live. After the trip down memory-lane, we returned to find the
gasping Man-Girl leaning against a wall and a mechanic asking if he was okay.

When I inquired, the young lad explained that BIAD was watching him attach the
wheel (new tyre) back onto vehicle and after mentioning it just needed a quick jolt
of inflating, he held the air-pump in the proximity of the wheel.

Unknown to the mechanic, BIAD thought that he was being asked to blow it up himself
-and the lad believed Boy In A Dress was going to do it with his mouth.

And so BIAD was squatting, but the mechanic hadn't seen him move and so as he twiddled
with the air-supply settings, without looking at the tyre, he assumed he'd attached the hose
to the tyre-valve.
Except he hadn't... it was jammed into BIAD's exposed anal verge.

Anyway, he was quiet in the car on the way back and using the side-mirror, I noticed
BIAD's left-boob was a lot larger than his right-one. But you don't like to say anything,
do you?

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Poor BIAD. He sure gets in some messes.   smallroflmao



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