High he builded it, but it is gone
Jan. 30th, 2012 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI have built ... a tower of boxes: six tall, almost as tall as I am, and a casserole-dish to crown it. Each box is full of cookery books, and heavy (I think it's the amount of china clay in all that glossy paper).
As tall as I am, and as narrow, more or less. And no mortar to hold the six together, only their own weight. And cats who like to hurtle onto high things, without much regard for what might be there already.
I can think of no way in which this could end badly.
As tall as I am, and as narrow, more or less. And no mortar to hold the six together, only their own weight. And cats who like to hurtle onto high things, without much regard for what might be there already.
I can think of no way in which this could end badly.