You ‘n’ the filth…
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You ‘n’ the filth…
[pourity] [pourity]
[kwoffity] [kwoffity]
Soo xx
I am the incarcerater round here
I am good at the grab trail shove and slam the door moves
I’m not.
How’s the Edake?
Soo xx
Edake is in remission so I am a happy old bat
Had a great day crafting
The hall was being used for a mass to mark the death of someone years ago and sandwiches and buns were being served
I am confused by this sort of funeral food and church services years after a death
But if it comforts folks then it must be some help to bereaved people so is a good thing
Does seem a bit odd, but as long as it doesn’t hurt the people doing it…
Started cleaning down the patio and garden furniture in preparation for a sort of birthday party we’re hosting on Saturday. I thought I was cleaning the chairs down for our benefit.
I thought wrong…
Well I tried to catch up then I got distracted elsewhere and now I’m struggling to remember it all. So sympathies for colds and necks and sore toes and paws and anything I’ve forgotten.
Meanwhile I’ve had 2 very busy days and am feeling better than I have for a while. And for some reason I’ve developed a strange craving for a Guinness! I have no idea why…
I wonder what it has in it that I might be lacking.
Hurrah to that
Guinness, mainly?
Why didn’t I think of that? I’m jolly well going to have one then. Guinness deficiency can be very nasty.
Best to err on the side of caution, aye. Sláinte
I now have my Guinness.
Cheers everyone.
Cheers, to you, TFM!
I love a Guinness wivva ploughman’s lunch onna summer’s day. In Wylam, to be precisely unhelpful Guinness, cheese, pickled onions, bread etc. is a perfect meal, imho.
Soo xx
Ye cods and little fishes!!!
I come in to find folks quaffing Porter
Huh the bar can be tooken over by porter and iam not allowed my trapeze even near the back door
Snot fair and I may sulk
We saved some for you, dere.
Stop moaning Twellsy
That Birdie always looks after you
Black Bin tonight, so an suitable Negligible has been donned
Carinthia.xx
Looking gorgeous-in-black, Carinthia.
It wozz brown bins, forrus, and I just can’t coordinate with the buggas.
Bed forra bee.
Sweet dreams,
Soo xx
Gawds, Soo
I have nothing wot goes with brown
You have an Gin & I’ll have an Vodka
Carinthia.xx