Werl you could all wear grey fevvers and sparrer masks and be seen around town at exactly 3.17pm…
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There are a lot of fevvers on frocks these days, Dunnock…
Carinthia. xx
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All good, but I think the first two have the edge (although I rather like the ducks one and it would certainly be appropriate as I say that far too often).
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I claim the will kick off one
I got my new specs today
I don’t like em as I can see the dust and cobwebs…
The hovel is richly endowed with both…
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Sunshine has a similar effect for me. ‘But I thought I’d done that bit…’
wibble
Gxx
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I find that playing with my indoor plants for ten minutes makes thoughts housework go away quicker
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I am getting ready to go to a funeral.
I will be wearing my shamrock scarf.
And me Middle Normous ( for me), Nat.
Carinthia. xx
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I hope it goes/went as well as such an occasion can.
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As do I
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Mr Bee thoughtfully ordered a douple of Dwarf Rhododendron Wee Bee for me from a Nursery in Cumbria. It was to bee a surprise, but I had to know what occasioned the exasperated buzzings when he found out that Roe Deer had discovered the plants, awaiting pick-up, and had eaten them.
Soo xx
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I shouldn’t laugh but sorry to say that made me giggle
Naughty old bat that I am…
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Shortly after my parents moved to Herefordshire, the Ma ordered a selection of shrubs to form an interesting hedge around the garden. She was most put out when deer came down from the wood to browse on them, but got quite upset with a friend of mine (previously a firm favourite of hers) who volunteered to visit and bring his crossbow.
A few years later there was the morning of the sheep…
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Not the mourning, I hope…
Soo xx
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Nah, they had a great start to their day, eating the garden while the then cat had fits of rage on the windowsill.
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Oof.
It was abit breezy waiting outside Church, & I had to hang on to me Nat a couple of times.
Lots of shamrock scarves being worn, but none quite like mine. I was presented with a beautiful shamrock lapel pin, which was a nice idea. It looks like enamel, but may well be resin.
It was a very nice Mass. John was 98, & the last of my Father’s ‘gang’ all men who looked after young Irishmen who came to England looking for work.
I didn’t go to the burial, as that would have been too complicated, so I took an leisurely 'bus ride to the pub where the Reception was being held.
I sat outside in the sunshine & had an smoke & an pint of Pedigree whilst waiting for the family to come.
At this pub, all their cask ales are half price from Monday to Thursday, so it tasted even better at £2.70 a pint!
It was an cold buffet of various sandwiches & salads, but then bowls of chips, onion rings, breaded chicken, & hot sausage rolls were brought out, which were very good.
I had an taxi ride home, as I have walked quite a long way today.
Carinthia. xx
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You’ve done very well, Carinthia! It sounds as though the old boy had a decent send-off, too.
Soo xx
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It’s not a proper funeral without ‘em.
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I will see yer sossiges rolls and proffer finger rolls with slices of ham and leaves of butterhead lettuce in them
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