Anyone seen my llama?

No not the one from Tibet. There is a farm in Sewardstone where for a small fee you can take a llama for a walk whilst looking across the King George reserviors taking in the vista of the Gherkin, Canary Wharf and Nat West Tower. On a sunny day as you crest the rise (like this morning at 7.30 just before I arrived at work) it was quite ethereal with the mist lifting off the water and the llama looking over the fence. Less prosaic are the signs offering "well rotted manure £1.20 a bag)
Enough sight seeing for one morning. My honeymoon at work has come to a fairly abrupt end with my senior manager and one project manager having resigned in the last couple of weeks. They will leave a big hole in the organisation and their skills will be difficult to replace.
Would you believe we are still eating part leftovers. Each meal is a trip into the unknown (well the freezer actually). Because all the bags are iced up we don't know what we have pulled out of the drawer until we cook it. All I know is that they still taste great although you do have to be careful with the chilli. Mrs Claus is still enjoying all the wine that is open.
Jetski boy is taking a break from college at the moment as his is a "vocational" course with no AS levels to take this year. If however there were AS levels in Grand Theft Auto 4 or Halo or similar I am sure he would be at university standard by the end of the week. He went to see Indiana Jones last week but wouldn't take his old Dad so I either have to find an excuse to take someone else or wait for the DVD. If my experience with No Country for Old Men is anything to go by, by the time the DVD comes out I will have lost interest. That said the new Narnia film is due out later this month and I really would like to see that. I saw the first one with little mouse (any offers to let me take you?).
Weight lifter on water is still in hospital and feeling very sorry for himself after all this time and gets very frustrated at so little happenng.
The birds in the garden have increased quite significantly in number over the last couple of months, partly due to all the new bird feeders I had for Christmas. We have two resident wood pigeons who patrol the lawn and have even been known to stand their ground against Hugh. One of them has learned how to get under the roof of the small birdtable which looks very comical. However they are not my favourite residents at the moment as they appear to have eaten all the runner bean seedlings I planted out whilst the slugs have gleefully done for the tomatoes. If there was a simple and palatable recipe for slugs I could eat for a week (only kidding - I don't want to know even if there is one)
Last week was more expensive than I could possibly have imagined. My car has been a bit noisy when slowing down so I took it to the garage to have the brakes checked - they worked alright, just a bit noisy. Well the reason for the noise was that the discs and pads were just about disintegrating - so lots of money to replace them. The next day weightlifter's car goes in for service and MOT. An even bigger bill and it is not even my car. There is an upside to having three cars in the family at the moment but the downside definitely appears to be that I get to pay all the bills.
So the Americans have decided they are not yet ready for a woman president, or maybe they decided they will never be ready for another Clinton. I wonder what Monica thinks - maybe she was expecting to get her old job back. So now we have a race between a man who looks as if he wants to drive an F1 car and someone who sells microwave chips - is that right?
I am sure the hidden bigot in me is just dying to find other things to be cryptic about but my monthly bath awaits. So enjoy my ramblings and I will return clean in body if not in mind