It was definitely a good idea to go out for the walk before the temperature got up that far; it was only 23°C at that point.
I’m not even going to try to get her to eat; she is too hot for that.
It was definitely a good idea to go out for the walk before the temperature got up that far; it was only 23°C at that point.
I’m not even going to try to get her to eat; she is too hot for that.
She’ll decide whenshe’s ready, Fishy
Summat wiv Gravy or Tuna, methinks…
Carinthia.xx
Ice- jacket forra Gus, please. For complicated and stupid reasons, I fell over in the bathroom, and I fink I have cracked a rib. Ouch! Fume!
Mibble! Life Unfair to Limpets.
(There was a cat, wasn’t there?)
Soothing summats on the way.
Gus dear are you all right?
Shall I rev up my broom?
Carinthia will you stay indoors and out of the pollen
I do not have hay fever but even I have needed the odd anti histamine so I can only guess how you are feeling
I think beer is in order for all today
Oh, Gus! That’s filthy bad luck. Have a not-hug…
For a defined value of ‘all right’ that includes a hurty side, yes, thanks.
Have fed the cat and neighbouring cat - floors! ouchy! - and returned to bed.
He is not to blame and has an alibi.
Unhugs most welcome ;- )
A bacon butty with a pitcher of gin and a long bendy straw so you can sip without moving
On the Gusly bedside table
Nice cold compresses with healing lavender and rose water in the airtight tub for applying to the sore bits and a couple of dihydrocodeine to ease the pain
Guses need to be cherished
Pore Gus!
Soo xx
Oh, bugger Gus. My bestest … not least my index finger sends it’s empathies.
Pore Armers, too.
Poodle has had a short walk across the meadows - Mr Bee had decided that the going would be too rough, for me, so I have merely welcomed the pair of them back with long cool drinks of water. The grass is flowering and our pollen count is also off the scale, Carinthia. I had hoped that the farmer would be cutting for silage, tomorrow, but we are forecast a fair bit of rain, later on. Bugga.
Soo xx
Maybe he’s saving it for hay.
We took water for DDD and a plastic bowl for her to drink it from with us on the walk earlier today. She seemed grateful.
Here it’s 25C with 98% humidity
I am just flollopped on my hammock
And the farmers next door are silaging like fury
I am trying an insect repellent and it seems to be effective against the darling wee midges
Send 'em my way. They bite me and turn up their toes.
34°C. I have a Flomped Hound here. (And indeed a Flomped Sparrer.)
Gadws - shouldn’t be allowed! We have a puny 24°C, so I shan’t complain. I have been considering a Food Parcel for yon Gus. The curried spinach flan should travel well, with some potato salad (none of yer mayonnaise, rather a Dijon mustard/olive oil and ww vinegar job) with rocket and cherry toms. Should that not appeal, I’ll leave it to the Cellar dwellers to suggest summick else. Seriously - I hope that Gus isn’t suffering.
Soo xx
It is cold (and there is bouzo) in the Cellar.
I have just been to Tesco and bought sandwiches for supper, because the idea of cooking seems to me to be insanity.
The first one I went to had a broken fridge and they were bemoaning the loss of sales, pore fings; so I went to a different one and bought what was needed.
A bog in the west of Ireland is on a par with Scotland for breeding small bitey clouds of midges mosquitoes cleggs wasps and rather more welcome bumbly beezzzz
So I am road testing an insect repellant made in Scotland and I am delighted to see things that bite me die in a horrible way
Thunder storm here now so I have retreated to the conservatory with the door open
Lucky bgr.
That Fish got our thunderstorm postponed because of the Hound.
Would that be Smidge, Twellsy? In my experience, it’s not as effective as Incognito, for either mosquitoes or midges. Wotevva w#rks, of course.
Soo xx