In mid-hurtle on the way to Essen. But have an
yardarm
in passing.
(Passes yardarm keys to That Limpet.)
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Safe journey , Dunnock.
Carinthia. xx
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Whinges are allowed wee twin and so are remedies of good food prepared by someone else who also does the dishes
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The Blind Shop is a company with a sense of humour, as evidenced by their ‘how did you hear about us?’ drop-down hingmy:
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Struck blind, failed to refine search.
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This place is described by Germans as having the best currywurst in the country.
I taste no reason to disagree.
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Permission to drool?
And is there beer?
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There will be beer and drooling may dilute it, so best not, Twellsy.
Kedgeree was good enough after a day of walkies and herding tradespeople.
Soo xx
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Much easier with a dog.
I find myself yearning for a dog these days, but hope I have enough sense not to give in to myself.
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I’ll join you on the yearning bench, TFM. Gin?
Soo xx
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Don’t mind if I do, Soo, ta. We can yearn and drink together.
At least you have a dog you can borrow from time to time, Not that I’m jealous, honest. Not much.
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I am very lucky to have that Poodle so accessible, that’s true. She’ll be nine on the 5th November - a significant day, otherwise - but she’s like a pup in many ways. I’ll be with her, tomorrow, as an Embra visit is on the cards.
Soo xx
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That Kaisersemmel was stamped, not folded [outraged sniffity]. Are they fobbing you off with non-artisanal product?
Next, with any luck, spiralised spud-onna-stick! 
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Dunno, no sign ovvem as I walked past, but mostly the only places that open early are selling coffee to the demo monkeys.
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OK, I’ll put my ignorance on display…
What on earth is the yellow thing? And the thing that looks like a blueberry on steroids? Neither looks like anything I’d think of eating for breakfast.
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A pepper, and a rather under-ripe but still sweet plum.
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A whole pepper. How…
odd.
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Looks as though there’s an radish too.
I would like more butter, please, & hold the Nutella. 
Hissed it down all night.
Cold & bright now.
Carinthia.xx
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Despair. Disaster. Starvin’ sparrers fallin’ off the games shelves wivvan last soggy tseep. For the second year running there are no spiral fried potatoes at the fair.
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