“Sparrer Grass season”
Izzit hiding under yer Schnitzel or in it, Dunnock?
Is there Beer?
We needs to know…
Carinthia. xx
“Sparrer Grass season”
Izzit hiding under yer Schnitzel or in it, Dunnock?
Is there Beer?
We needs to know…
Carinthia. xx
'Bearing your spears or being borne on ‘em’?
Nah, doesn’t quite work. Also, owww.
We are anticipating a delight this week
Meanwhile my phallus shaped cactus who is called Colin is a bit too big for m,y good so he needs potting on…
Volunteers?
I am let down in my hour of need as I thunked would happe
I hope the world is ready for a dunnock to loose
Sparrer Grass soup, Aktien Landsbier, both visible.
Sorry, I couldn’t make out the name on the glass.
I thought for all of 5 seconds that you were drinking Cola… ![]()
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Carinthia. xx
No one is volunteering to repot a cactus. Trust me on this, Twellsy.
My father was a cactus enthusiast…
Gorgeous bay hosses even if the left one looks plump or pregnant
I am going to have my visual fields tested by my ophthalmic sturgeon as neither he nor me can believe how good my sight is
St Jude was working overtime on my surgeries so I thank him too
I thought that you had gone in the car, Dunnock… ![]()
Of course, it’s an proper outing/holiday when horses are seen…
Carinthia.xx
Does that mean I go for an 'oliday every time wo go anywhere as there are oodles of osses all over the place?
Absolutely , Twellsy.
Carinthia. xx
I have just taken delivery of Noo deep tealights, so the Fork Andles may continue.
Thank-you very much.
Carinthia. xx
Bah. Your jackdaws were not camera-shy. Mine was.
Oof.
I have been to an funeral & got absolutely soaked to the skin.
Forgot to put my 'bus pass in me funeral coat pocket.
Sigh
Am having an Little Lie Down before I go out again wiv Big Coat & 'bus pass.
Carinthia. xx
Sounds like a good time forran
and I didn’t pass the keys to That Limpet did I?
There you go, creaks a bit in wet wevver.
We went out for lunch today and had just started eating when a group of four young women were shown to the next table, and we were almost asphyxiated by the perfume at least one of them had practically drowned herself in. Why?
No chance of tasting our food, so I asked the young man serving to find us another table, and told him why. I was not particularly discreet, so it is more than possible that the young women heard what I said, and I don’t care.
Good for you TFM
Perfume should be a whisper as you pass near the wearer
So I wear local to our hovel perfumes from a place which grows on a few of the Burren’s floral treasures and try not to be too generous in the application of the resultant floral aromas
Exactly that, Twellsy, that’s a great way of putting it.
Dad used to say that if I couldn’t afford a decent perfume, then I should endeavour to smell of soap.
The hive has been busy in a sitting about way. The decorator has continued to do wonders and the electrician has managed to fit lighting in the conservatory - both require open doors, so yer bee has been well chilled. We have friends who are dealing with significant health worries so, as per elsethread, we are on tenterhooks.
Soo xx