Mr C, BiL et Moi would have a nice dinner, either at home, or out, & then come back & listen to/watch the results
When Mr C died, BiL carried on the tradition . We disagreed about many things, & particularly about Brexit, but I did miss him last night
Carinthia.xx
I’m sorry, Carinthia. Have a hug and a raspberry vodka. (I am making some more, today, having been to Tesco to buy some of their cheapo boozo for the purpose.)
Thank-you Fishy
Grateful Happy Sigh
Carinthia.xx
We could have a Pernod or two while you wait, Darling. If you’d like that.
Soo xx
Lovely, Soo
Are you safely back ?
Carinthia.xx
We are, indeed. Our joyful homecoming wozz abit marred by the dead Wood Pigeon in the middle of the back lawn. It was missing its throat. Actually, the journey home wozz somewhat carnage-filled. Many juvenile Roe Deer, pheasants, badgers, hedgehogs…yuk. Didn’t put me off my lunch of crispy duck salad, though.
Soo xx
It’s that time of year, Soo
Steak here later, wiv Little Gem, Red Onion & Martyr Salad
I bought the steak at Christmas to take to BiL’s, so I had better use it
Carinthia.xx
I can’t remember the last time I ate steak, Carinthia. However, as I’ll be needing a catch-up with DS, I’ll invite him out to Miller & Carter Steakhouse this week (they do tempura-fried fish and chips, suitable for Mr Bee). I hope that you enjoy your meal.
Soo xx
Why does it wait till I have lit the BBQ and am sitting watching over it to start thundery raining on me?
I am not amused but at least I got the tablet and speaker in before they were ruined
I love Irish weather!
Pore soggy Twellsy! I have very fond memories of Mr Bee manning a BBQ to feed nine ovvus camping, utilising a huge golfing brolly. Swoon, thud! Trebouchet something delicious over to yer bee, will you? It’s peeing down here, so I’m acclimatised to the damp.
Soo xx
That is why we have a Gazebo for the paltry piffling barbecuegoers to hide in, while I cook in the rain. 
Hailstones here ATM !
I used to eat steak when I went out, as Mr C liked his very well done, & I liked mine so that a Vet could revive it !
BiL cremated steak for himself, but when I was cooking, he loved it, so that was a meal we enjoyed together
Carinthia.xx
Azzan unabashed ppb, I raise my hat to the Intrepid Ones. And, hold out my plate for Good Manners.
Soo xx
We’ll have none of yer French muck here, wee Bee. Hold out for a proper Cornish pastis!
owowow gerroff!
I bet the Innocuous Dave would know where to get some of that.
And not tell us.
SNORK!
Frogs izz allowed in the Cellar it’s just newts that ain’t.
Did I mention that we saw a Hen Harrier, today? It flew right in front of our car and we didn’t kill it (thank the gawds).
I have a Cornish SiL. Hmmmm. He would tell us, azz he izz obliged so to do.
Soo xx
Trebuchets pork chops and garlicky sossiges over to cellarati
FGS, my spelling izz bonkers. Oh, well.
Sossinges are Very Good.
Soo xx
When Lou was very small she used to call them sod-it-ers. We have called them that ever since.
That’s why we have an ‘Utiddly Room’, TFM
Granddaughter called it that & it stuck
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia.xx