Stella and I were pleased to get home at last, she helped me carry my stuff into the house. “Are you sure you had a good day?” I asked.

“I’ve told you umpteen times.”

“I hoped that wasn’t politeness.”

I led the way into the house, Stella stopped and turned, “I don’t know if I can cope with this.”

“Course you can, you have to. C’mon, I’ll stay with you.” I put my arm around her, but she turned out of it.

Mrs Johnson finished her tea and I followed her into the kitchen with my dirty cup. She rinsed them both out and popped them in the washer. “Right, young lady,” she said drying her hands, “let’s go and bath the baby.”

Easy As Falling Off An Ice Floe.
by Angharad
part: 398.

Easy As Oversleeping.
by Angharad
part: 33 doz.

I met with Stella who had already bought several items. “Someone’s having fun?”

“Oh yeah, but this is just a warm up. I’ve seen several things I want your opinion on, and some things you really need to try yourself. There is this just darling little dress in royal blue which is made for you.”

Easy As Going Shopping.
by Angharad (shopaholic)
part: 394

Bike 394.

I often find that after a stimulating evening, I am too wound up to sleep. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case and despite the storm that raged half the night, I slept like the proverbial log.

Easy As Killing Bambi.*
by Angharad
part: 393

*Might not be suitable for vegetarians or people of taste.

I opened the front door, and accepted the flowers and wine presented to me, I also accepted the peck on the cheek. I showed him into the lounge where Stella was sitting. “I believe you two know each other,” I said.

“Hello, Stella.” Des held out his arms to give her a hug.

Easy As Finding More Work.
by Angharad
part 390.

As I rode home the rain started–some summer this was proving to be. I was quite wet before I got back to the house and by the time I’d wiped the bike down, was feeling cold. I know the bikes are carbon framed, but they still have metal components that can rust.

Easy As Catching A Cold.
by Angharad.
part:389

I snuggled down with Simon, I had missed his warm muscular body and his strong arms which were currently holding me against him. “This is nice,” I said.

“Erm, what?” he said sleepily.

“You’d nodded off. Am I that boring?”

“No, but neither were you up at five o’clock this morning.”

“Oh poor Simon,” I cooed.

Easy as losing the original episode.
by Angharad
part 387.

The original episode was lost when I tried to load an image with it. I hadn't made a back up copy. This one has therefore cost me a whole evening. I hate computers and all things related to them.

Easy As Falling Off The World.
by Angharad
part: 386

Easy As Finding The End Of A Rainbow.
by Angharad
part: 32 doz.

Easy As Bleeding After Worming Bonzi.
by: Angharad
part:382zillion.

Easy As Calling For A Rite (2 of which don't make a rong!)
by: Angharad (>^^< has gone to church)
part: 381

I got into the new car and was impressed by the comfort of the leather seats. I sat and wheezed for a moment. The slightest exertion seemed to leave me breathless.

Simon sat looking concerned, "If ever I meet that bastard again, he is dead meat."

While I understood his feelings, his anger made me even more excited and thus breathless. I took a hit of my inhaler and it slowly eased. "Let the legal process deal with him, he isn't worth the aggro."

Easy As Winning Gold Medals!
by: >^^< the wonder cat.
part: 380

Hospitals are boring at the best of times. I'd read the latest Cycling Weekly, Procycling and Cyclesport several times. Lunch was far from inspiring - hotpot, with a novelty twist, it was cold. The old lady across from me asked me what I had ordered.

"Lancashire hotpot, I don't think it's what I got though."

Easy As Falling Down A Category 4.
by: Angharad
part: 379.

"When do I get to see the new phallic symbol, then?"

"What?" asked Simon.

"The Jag."