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Walking to work, Monday morning, what could be finer?

Oh, I know! NOT walking to work on a Monday morning.

Staying home in bed.

With children who are quiet and well behaved and let you lie in.

Walking to work, Monday morning.
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-K- said…
What a quiet and peaceful place to live. Quite unlike my part of the world.
29 March 2010 at 08:43
ratatouille's archives said…
Hi! Kris,
What a beautiful photograph...of downtown, smalltown as people prepare to "walk to work, on Monday morning"...The quote is
straight and to the point!

Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
29 March 2010 at 13:16
Magpie said…
I know it's work, but it looks like a lovely walk.
29 March 2010 at 14:09
Roddy said…
Who's kids are you looking after if you expect a quiet day in bed?
I know your kids are well behaved, but to expect them to be quiet all day is asking the impossible.
Nearly time for us to visit again. Are the kids ready for us?
29 March 2010 at 15:11
Kris McCracken said…
K, it has its moments.

DeeDee, we've 200k!

Magpie, I am lucky to take in the water.
29 March 2010 at 19:06
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, "who's"!?!

As in "who is"?

Really, I would have expected far better...
29 March 2010 at 19:06
Roddy said…
Typo, typo, typo. I stand mortified. My proof reader stands humbled. Whose, as in who belongs to them kids.
You still haven't answered my question! Are the kids ready to terrorise me again this weekend? I am looking forward to being subjected to any manner of torment a child can mete out to a grandparent.
29 March 2010 at 20:28
Kris McCracken said…
They're dreading it.
2 April 2010 at 08:31
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