So, who wants to help ... to cower in the cellar?

That is not fair and not at all suitable for a birthday girl. Is there anything you would like ready to eat while you and Twellsy watch your Red Arrows Display? There will be gin, obviously.

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You can’t fit a dunnock into your boot? It must be a very small boot.

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One day I’ll have to introduce you to an old mate who became known as the Irischer Steirischer*.




*Spelling & grammar optional

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Well, it is a Mini. And I am a Dunnock of Gravity.

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I read somewhere the other day that the dunnock is ‘a very underrated bird’. Sadly, I can’t remember where but I am sure that it is true.

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Except by counsel for the prosecution, alas.

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I do feel for folks suddenly sans hound

Here the rain is getting heavier

I know we are in a high rainfall area but this is getting beyond a joke

I have eternal optimism though that we will see the sun someday this season

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I’d like:
Manx Dragon sausages made from rare breed Tamworth pork in a big roll, and er, chips (nothing esp classy about those but I love chips), and stem ginger ice cream, and scrummy pizza (yes inc anchovies)
And a kebab, please.
Soo xx

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Look on the bright side; it’s lousy weather for golf…

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Gosh, yes, if you’re lucky he’ll decide to give it a miss tomorrow. And on Friday too, crossed fingers.

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I wish he’d just go away, from everywhere, but if Twellsy’s weather can have the silver lining of keeping him away from her, so be it.
Soo xx

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Well, the forecast is for rain until Wednesday week…

Whether that will affect his game is another matter:

https://thegolfnewsnet.com/golfnewsnetteam/2016/05/05/does-donald-trump-cheat-at-golf-18462/

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All ready for you soo. and the rain has eased,thank goodness.

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Make that two orders a la twin

Please hold the anchovies on my pizza

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They do have a tendency to jump up at one, but they are only playing. They’re old softies really.

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Snork!

Thanx for the delicious grub, TFM. It’s good to have something edible - we had a lightish dinner of smoked salmon scramblies and green beans (Mr Bee thought this a Good Idea). The green beans were ‘off’ in that off-green-bean way and we left them, but now feel queasy :nauseated_face: again. It’s pouring down with rain, but 64 izz not a special one and I have larfed until I cried at Mr Bee’s fury and disgust. You had to bee there…

Chin-chin, Dearies.

Soo xx

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I still feel that you have been sold somewhat short on yer Birthday, wee Buzzlet, and it seems a shame.
As is the inundation of Twellsy.
Slammers all round to ward off the encircling gloom? I have a moderate-to-severe attack of The Dooms meself so you’d be doing me a kindness. Mustn’t get so slammered I forget to wrangle Neighbouring Cat, mind.
Gxxx

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Slammers all round is a good start.

Slammers inside is better.

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Sorry, Gus - I don’t mean to suggest that my quease-filled, cold and rainy birthday has made me gloomy. Quite the reverse. I have had very thoughtful cards, ecards, presents, texts and 'phone calls. I was given two pairs of bee earrings, lots of pampery things, Limoncello and Mildreds veggie cookbook. I’ll go and watch some telly with Himself while I drink some port. Tell Neighbouring Cat to pack it in with the bitey scratchy stuff, mind.

Soo xx

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Very pleased there has been Beely Tribute, and enjoy yer port, dere.
Neighbouring Cat is a wee Tortie girl of considerable age with a very sweet nature who takes her thyroid meds like a dream.
The Elbow-chewer lives here now. We had quite a pleasant cuddle this afternoon; then I became, most literally, ‘the cat’s bathmat’.
Gxxx

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