Monday, January 23, 2006

A woman's work is never done it seems and even our old doggie Thorn is giving me a hurry on with the groceries as the lord Mackay is awaiting the arrival of the goodies... Through rain, sun, sleet and snow O deliver the groceries to the rightful king of the castle and lord high of the manor...those Mackays are a bloody stroppy lot considering where ther originally came from...some god forsaken windswept and blown barren waste almost within the artic circle right up the top of Scotland. Posted by Picasa

2 comments:

charlie said...

I know a Mackay who is as sour as the land on which he was raised. He's all rushes and poor drainage. Is it a clan personality disorder?

cs said...

This is a classic MC! Every woman should have their day photographed because it's all chores and nit-picky things that we do that keep it all together. Yes, a real classic.