Click the pic! I like it but would never find it and then I would have to attack various piles of junk with a sledge hammer to stop the damn thing beeping at me. Well, I guess I’d be awake by then?
ROFL, that’s *very* cool!
It’s enough to make you organise your life so you don’t have to get up in the morning. Then turn into a person who likes getting up in the mornings. Ooops! I already did that 😉
heathersays
rofl- but must say, I find two small children pretty effective!
Roslynsays
Oh no Heather they don’t work at all as I just scoop them into bed with me, whack on the TV and snuggle down again!
Nicsays
I can sell you my patented Tarly. She wakes you every morning, cannot be persuaded into bed with you and runs off cackling madly once awake ready to wreak havoc on your house forcing you to get up and occupy and entertain her. Ignore her at your own risk – the milkman brought her in on Friday when he came to collect the weeks milk money – she had been roaming about on the lawn in her nightdress like some tortured mad and beautiful ethereal character from a Catherine Cookson TV adaptation. Interested?
and ‘one’ is what exactly????
Click the pic! I like it but would never find it and then I would have to attack various piles of junk with a sledge hammer to stop the damn thing beeping at me. Well, I guess I’d be awake by then?
LOL! very good!
ROFL, that’s *very* cool!
It’s enough to make you organise your life so you don’t have to get up in the morning. Then turn into a person who likes getting up in the mornings. Ooops! I already did that 😉
rofl- but must say, I find two small children pretty effective!
Oh no Heather they don’t work at all as I just scoop them into bed with me, whack on the TV and snuggle down again!
I can sell you my patented Tarly. She wakes you every morning, cannot be persuaded into bed with you and runs off cackling madly once awake ready to wreak havoc on your house forcing you to get up and occupy and entertain her. Ignore her at your own risk – the milkman brought her in on Friday when he came to collect the weeks milk money – she had been roaming about on the lawn in her nightdress like some tortured mad and beautiful ethereal character from a Catherine Cookson TV adaptation. Interested?
erm, not really Nic 😉
I want one too! You reckon if enough of us bombarded the inventor with emails that we’d get it put into production? 🙂