Have at it, mateys. Yon Chatelaine is yer contact for the German sossinges. Don’t worry - the sauerkraut will ‘keep’.
Soo xx
There really izz. Trust me.
Soo xx
Yum
We are awaiting guests for an BBQ
Smoked chicken
Rib eye steak
Pudding being brung by guests
Blackberry Loaf #2 is just as much a failure as #1, so I must make it safe before the guests arrive tomorrow.
Wot a valiant and selfless Dunnock you are.
I’m fine wiv Sossinges, but Sauerkraut isn’t really my thing, unless I know who has made it
Have just shared an Bottle of Fizz wiv NDN & Wilde Hilde on the grounds that I needed Kreislauftropfen
Carinthia.xx
Dahlink, at a party when your hostess urges you to circulate, that really isn’t what she means.
You’re welcome ;- )
G xxx
Snork !
I have just added the missing ‘t’…
Sigh
Carinthia.xx
You don’t want T…
You want slammers!
(works better spoken loud)
I quite agree, Fishy
Carinthia.xx
Aye, reet. My thorts perzackerly.
As for missing 't’s, I have no clue.
Today was spent, largely, with a theatre-loving rellie-in-law. She was, as ever, outspoken and a bit bonkers. We both love her, but she’ll never know I told you such.
Soo xx
I am going to bed soon, with a long and full day ahead of me with Sudden Daughter, who needs to look at Plates with me. This involves a journey to another town, because the John Lewis in the local one doesn’t stock the Plates that she fancies from what she has seen of them on the internet. I shall buy them for her as her flat-warming present (from the maker, where they are cheaper), but not without her having seen them properly and made quite sure that she really likes them.
So I need sleep. The next-door patio is finished, but they started to do things to the road down the hill using a pile-driver at eight this morning…
Urrrk! Have fun with Sudden Daughter, and good luck plate-hunting. Sleep well, Fishy
Have a Good Night of Sleep before tomorrow’s efforts, Fishers. I hate pile-drivers (too much of that happening around here). Have a lie-in and breakfast-in-bed-without-crumbs delivered by bee means breakfast. Okay - it’s a bit rubbish as a strapline.
Soo (otb) xx
I don’t s’pose one could set the Slaughterbot loose to hunt crumbs in the bed. Pity, that.
Not with someone in the bed, no. That would be foolhardy. But otherwise, I see no insuperable obstacles.
Oh, that has reminded me. I woke up this morning [haha, now shove it, you lot, I’m not in the 'umour right now] and looked at the bit of duvet nearest and thought “What a neat hole I burned there; and the edges aren’t even charred”.
It was a buttonhole, the duvet having reversed polarity at some point; and I have never smoked in bed save for obvious exceptions, about three centuries ago.
I still dream of smoking in bed, Gus. Gawds.
Night,
Soo xx
Good night, Soo (and yer flora)
G xx