Things, they are a changing.
Beavering away in the background with the aid of my toyboys. I struggle but am learning new skills. They have great patience with me. Yet the child in me wants the wheels of action to move faster, like an aircraft running out of runway!
Soon, very soon, all will become clear.
UPDATE: By ‘beavering away’ I mean working for a long time at a project. A project I could not manage on my own, without the help & talents of my long-time toyboys
I’ve got it. You’re learning to fly the new Boeing 787 jumbo jet.
Al, I wish I could! Then I could pack up and go on a world tour to visit all my blogging friends!
Ah, now you have my curiosity up!! How loong do we have to wait?
I’m hoping it will be days rather than months!
Whoa, there for a minute I was thinking the beavering with toy boys was… well never mind, Beaver On!
Brighid, I need a new dictionary. So many words have changed their meaning since I was a young girl. One of them will feature in a post I am planning for tomorrow!
Good for you learning new things, beaver on fearlessly.
A little at a time, Celia!
Sounds like you are moving in the right direction!
Nancy, I hope so!
Ah, this must be the final elucidation of the secret of eternal life. Just a few more vital calculations and eureka!
Nick, if only it were as simple as that! 😉
You are in elite company. http://www.newser.com/story/166528/9-celebs-dating-much-younger-men.html
I’m not into arm candy, my Toyboys are true true friends, always ready to come to my aid when I am in trouble!
Holy beavering then.
I’m intrigued! Maybe you’re learning paragliding?
Alice, I need to learn how to keep my two legs on the ground, so no flights of fancy for me! 🙁