i think i may yak

a fantastic thunder storm just errupted outside my window. a lovely warm summer downpour. the kind you want to stand in. i don't have a back garden, and i wasn't about to stand on the street in front of the chicken shop so i decided to hang out my window to enjoy the smell and cool refreshing air. my joy was short lived, look what i saw! ewwwwww! chicken bones on my window sill. and a juice box? come on! i blame the ferral pigeons for the bones, but i doubt they'd carry a juice box up to my window. i'm really looking forward to moving. my next london flat will not be near a chicken shop. and it'll have an oven, tub and washing machine.