First reading of that sentence, Soo - and in my defence, I am on the phone - I missed the ‘tin’. ‘Tiny waving thorts’ is rather lovely.
Hedgers, stop looking at me like that.
Tiny waving thorts for a discerning Gus.
Bed time, para mi.
Soo xx
You know what? Even the most ardent supporter of them as 'as fur or, as it might be, fevvers, tends to Go Orff an Enthusiastic Blackbird wivva Cockerel Complex.
Has he no babies to stuff full of worms and such? Gitbird, shuttup.
“We get it. Morning has broken. Me bruvver likes to see fings get… broke.”
Aaaargh
Dawn choral blackbirds need one thing
Hot water crust and a pie dolly
Raise yer pie stuff the naked blackbird in and slap the lid on
egg wash then into an oven for 1 hour
Cut open and say
SING NOW YOU NOISY BUGGA
I spoke with a friend on the Campsite yesterday - it was her 70th Birthday
16 of them were sitting outside eating & drinking & then going in the lake to cool orff
The temperature was 30 deg
Here it was 11deg & raining…
Carinthia.xx
Hard to bear, Carinthia. Can you envisage being able to travel out there any time soon?
I am calling a YARDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARM! as I don’t think this has been done. Tsk.
Soo xx
Ugh, the poor things.
[hangs head pathetically, clearly not enough Morning Gin]
Gorgeous, joe!
Pore Dunnock, looking all pathetic. I have some of the Aldi stuff, out the back and I’ll share nicely, if you’d like.
Soo xx
I’ll leave the bottle out as I’m off out in search of sushi. Yum.
Soo xx
How wonderful, Joe
Soo, I have this week booked my flights, but I am keeping my head down, as I have to see my Consultant on June 27th . The tickets can be changed without penalty, but I don’t want to jinx anything
Liberates Pitcher
Carinthia.xx
[genteel sippity]
…wavy lines…
[stuck beak-down in bottle]
Someone haul That Bird out by the tailfeathers; fish are ill-constructed for doing that, having only fins.
I think that it’s stuck, Fishy
And snoring…
Carinthia.xx
Singing.
If I sing loudly enuff the bottle will go pop
Teeheehee crash tinkle
Time forran Little Lie Down, Dunnock ?
Carinthia.xx
Not until some kind person pulls this 'ere bottle off me.
Right - I’m goin’ in. Someone hazz to.
Oh, look - there’s no gin left. Amazing just how far into a bottle a spadger can get stuck.
Soo xx
It inhales the stuff
Deeply
Carinthia.xx