Me too.
West coast of Scotland. A little cottage near the coast with some chickens and a rugged handyman called Tom who would live in the small boffy, (or whatever they're called), at the bottom of a field.
( girlinthehole, Fri 7 May 2010, 12:48, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Bothy
But I suspect a mutually beneficial living arrangement between you and Tom might well be forthcoming in this scenario.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:04, Reply)

You betcha!

( girlinthehole, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:22, Reply)

I actually know a rugged handyman called Tom.
He's a very good friend.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:06, Reply)

filth

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:08, Reply)

Noooo, not in that way.
That would be weird, he's like an older brother. He was the chef in the cafe where I waitressed at home. We would have bread duels and food fights.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:10, Reply)

'oh Applebite I accidentally got whipped cream all over you'
that kind of food fight.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 7 May 2010, 13:23, Reply)