But was it at least a train?
I tink so. It was going the wrong way for me.
Slightly belated, but worth it:
A POEM FOR WORLD BEE DAY
The Last Bee
After the last ee
had uzzed its last uzz,
the irds and the utterflies
did what they could.
ut soon the fields lay are,
few flowers were left,
nature was roken,
and the planet ereft.
Brian Bilston
Gritty eyes, here. ![]()
Soo xx
There is something the evening light does to certain blue flowers. This doesn’t quite capture it, but best an Gus could do.
Gorgeous flowers Gus
We had the first bbq of the year and the pork marinated in a sweet chilli smoky sauce was rather good
The best an Gus could do is pretty good, imo. Beautiful.
Oi, where’s me kebab? Or indeed me Traditional Fish?
Hungry now, dammit.
Carinthia.xx
At the other end of the Bakerloo line. ![]()
Wot, in bleedin’ Harrow & Wealdstone? It’llve gorn cold.
Please see jukebox.
Been working until now - could just go a decent kebab. (Best I ever found was in Liverpool - not particularly helpful…)
Must get a stock of pitta and do something on the barbie in the next day or so…
You’ve got it all wrong … it’s a Bar where Fish go for their Best Kebabs, hey?
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Morning all
I will be on me 'hammock soon
Please play nicely
I will be happily swaying with a book in gardening attire sunspecs and midge repellant
That looks attractive , Soo
I have been sorting out me knicker drawer.
All religious knickers have now been removed.
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia. xx
For the best, Dearheart. Slàinte Mhath!
Soo xx


