M’ome. 11½ hours of sleep later I feel almost ![]()
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Welcome Home, Dunnock
Sossinge sandwich?
Carinthia. xx
zzz[peckity]zzz
The Mailbox?
Bitovvan Fraught Day at Carinthia Towers, & I am back on the Domestos antibiotics
Sigh
Onwards & Upwards though
Waves to Joe
Proffers Pitchers innan Virtuous Manner.
Carinthia. xx
Thank you, Darling. [grateful normous slurpity]
Gxx
Waving back!
Things are a bit hectic at this end at the moment, so online time has been rather dramatically curtailed! The joys of deadlines…
Morning all
Dear Chatelaine please be kins to yourself
Gentle hugs in a basket by your chaise
Bacon butties ready
Get em quick before the pore starving sparrer appeaears
I have a separate platter for said sparrer
Mornin’ all. Grey sky good for hidin’ an grey-chested bird.
Here is an Essen Raven (I fink). Previous day’s forgotten chip for scale.
That shape!
[approving carkity]
Please don’t cark it, Gus. We don’t want to lose you.
Fret not, it has a different meaning in Corvish.
Gerroff!
That’s My chip?
Oof!
I swept for 3 hours after I got back this afternoon.
Have just had pasta wiv butter & Pesto, which was lovely.
Carinthia. xx
AttaChatelaine!
Gxx
Finally got the photo from TFD, today’s breakfast…
TFD’s nearest, you can tell by the eggs. All freshly cooked too, none of yer buffet stuff.
Attan TFM
Guiness fer breakfast
Carinthia.xx
I can report that Guinness goes very well with a fried breakfast. Very well indeed.
Wot, no sossidge? I am inexpressibly shocked. Good effort otherwise [grinnity] ![]()
There is one sossidge on TFD’s plate there, most of it hiding under the black pudding, he donated the other one to me in exchange for my egg and my black pudding (oatmeal).