Puccini on Wry

Now I suppose it’s the Puccini, sandwiched between a slice of good king and what’s next? I have no idea . . .

Some idea, sure, have I — several — but even with the chilly weather it’s fun. Whatever it is. Like I said, it must be the sandwich I’m eating. What an aria! And now it’s a saucy duet, yum.

Strangely I’ve 4 hours of mail and packages and 5.5 hours to do it all.

It reminds me of this joke . . .