MEN IN HIGH PLACES

There I sat, having finished the morning blog, both the writing and the reading of others. We always stay up late. And then we get a slow start in the morning, having coffee and tea in our room and maybe a scone or a piece of toast. Many of the Manor residents get up, dressed and downstairs to the dining room for breakfast, perky as all get out. Not the Humphreys.

So there we were yesterday morning, lazing in our night clothes, on the fourth floor which we think of as affording us all the privacy in the world. All of a sudden, what should appear? Two men in a cherry picker, on eye level. It didn't help when Mr. Bob leaped to the window, opening it and removing the screen. He leaned out, aiming the camera and yelled, "Smile!" Lord, Lord, I couldn't get out of there fast enough. We specialize in taking pictures of men in high places but this was a first and an humiliating one at that.

The Manor is having the exterior of the building painted and the men were putting tubing on the wire which somehow will protect the painters lest the wire gets touched. I hope they'll remember to remove it, for it doesn't add anything artistic to my pictures of the view.

P.S. I was up and dressed earlier than usual this morning...... just in case.