A mans dilemma

After a long hard week of blending wine, spilling wine, drinking wine. One looks forward to spending a weekend working on his little piece of dirt. Such things like mowing the lawns while having a beer. “Pissing on the back fence” Weeding the gardens while having a beer. “Pissing on the front fence” The latter should be done at night so the rubber necking traffic don’t see you with your python swinging in the breeze! "Note the lower case's regarding my python"

But none the less one cannot because of Blenhiem’s best kept secret.. “Rain” So now I am forced to moan about my problem on online for all to see. Why? Well my wife Kara, God bless her soul has no ear to my complaints.. Maybe it’s because I tend to do it more often? Or that I woffle on too much about notin...

So now one has to assess what activity one can do inside while it’s raining... “I’m ahead of all ya” I’ve decided to brew some beer!! Yip nothing like the smell of malted barley grain and hops bellowing throughout the house.. Problems does arise when my wife Kara “God bless her soul” comes home from work! She hates the smell... But because I’m a typical Kiwi male and have selective hearing one will choose not to listen to her and will continue with the task at hand.. After all brewing is better than listening to your wife moaning!