Wildly inappropriate ice-cream van chimes, an occasional series.
The Battle Hymn of the Republic.
Wildly inappropriate ice-cream van chimes, an occasional series.
The Battle Hymn of the Republic.
Oof
On Monday afternoon I am seeing the Podiatrist for 45 minutes, & then my Consultant Colorectal Surgeon for however long it takes.
Must inspect my toenails…
Not inspecting anything else… ![]()
Carinthia. xx
“Glory, glory chocolate sprinkles,
Glory, glory chocolate sprinkles,
Glory, glory chocolate sprinkles,
And the cream goes flowing on!”
Been busy with a quiz night where I won the raffle - a hamper with two bottles of wine and chocolate and a lot of posh biccies and a jar of pistachio butter
Today J and I cleared a load of stuff for charity recycle and a small amount of landfill rubbish
The Great Fall Redux. Alas, it happened again. Carinthia has memories of the last time. We were enjoying a very happy walk through woodland, birds singing, sun shining etc. when, for no apparent reason, I fell on both knees followed by my face. The latter is far from a pretty sight and my knees and neck are very sore. However, I found that I had a sprained ankle once I got home and had time to fully enjoy this. Meep.
Soo xx
Bah and harumph and [ginnity].
Thankee kindly, Hedgers.
Soo xx
Oh Soo
Sighs
Lights Candles
Carinthia. xx
Now dear twin just give all six knees a bit of an ice pack and a bit of a creepy bandage on the ankle and take the sparrer’s medicine and use this this basket of fluffy hugs at will
Poor little stripey twin
Appreciated, Carinthia. I’m going to bed in the hope that I’ll feel less battered and sore in the morn.
Soo xx
Poor Bee!
I hope that you are indeed feeling less battered this morning. Take things very gently.
Gxx
Poor Soo. I hope you’re feeling less sore this morning, and also that Mr. Bee did not do what TFD would’ve done had it been me - tell me off for not being more careful.
… which is likely to result in two people being battered and bruised, rather than the original one.
Oh soo, that is not a Like like, more a sympathetic long-term wince. I hope it’s all a bit less Dire now.
Thanks, Fishers. I look worse than I feel, now. I hadn’t realised, however, how horribly painful a sprained ankle can be and am thanking the deities that I live in a bungalow.
Soo xx
Oh, poor soobee! Hope Mr Bee is waiting on you hand and literally foot.
(I had to look up if Mr takes a full stop or not. Apparently over here it does, on your side of the Atlantic it doesn’t!)
I usually write Mr. but type Mr, for some reason, Janie. Mr Bee is presently doing a Tesco shop - he decided I needed their shredded duck with pancakes (very tasty). He has also been busily emptying the conservatory for roof replacement commencing tomorrow. How’s things on your side?
Soo xx
The rule of thumb I was given as a Jnr Sparrer was that if the abbreviation ends with the last letter of the thing being abbreviated you don’t add the full stop. Of course I expect that as with basically all of English there are exceptions.
I shall mend my ways.
Soo xx