Huh. A Bee gets mallards and wagtails.
I get mad people. Mad people everywhere!
Must have been national “Send yer lackwits to Lidl Day”.
When I was in east Lunnon, Thursday morning was when the local home for the mildly bewildered took the inmates shopping at Big Sainsburys.
I think today’s loons were free-range. They are putting something in the local water, I reckon.
We went to Lidl in search of raised beds for the terrace
They must have had a sparse supply since TWO Lidl stores were sold out of the things
We got home in time to see Marine One fly by
I raised my hand in a suitable salute
IIRC from my (nowhere near) brief (enough) time working at the DHSS, Thursday was the main pension / benefits payday
AttaTwellsy!
Is That Fish tired out from chasing sticks?
That’s the Spirit, Twellsy.
Have a Gin?
Soo xx
Yes please
I need gin after the Bull helped me with the shopping
I think I understand you ;- )
There was an auld feller swearing at his spinach this afternoon. I presume he had been sent off to the shops with Strict Instructions and doesn’t much like the stuff. Either that or the specific bag he’d picked looked at him funny-like. I didn’t linger to investigate.
Ach the Bull is not that bad as long as I race round the shops
I like to see what’s available for a change of cuisine
He goes in and out like a supersonic net
Ah. One of them…
Yup
More gin please
Recycling Bins go out tonight, so that’s either a blue or green Negligible… 
Carinthia.xx
Yes. Well.
I force That Bee to agree a menu plan for the next few days. I’ll not go shopping until he agrees the plan (some of which food is ‘new to him’). I then force him to discuss with me the ingredients required. We then, and only then, go shopping. This may sound cruel/overbearing, but it really isn’t. I’ll bee tackling him, in the morn.
Soo xx
No, dere. 'Course it’s not.
I suspect The Late is shouting advice and proffering spiritual spirituous liquors to a fellow he would perceive to be also a fellow sufferer ![]()
He offered to come shopping with me once when what I needed was a Skirt or Three for W#rk (so not even fun clothes shopping)
Apparently I do a very creditable Medusa, ahem.
I am absolutely certain that you do, Gus xx. I simply shan’t tolerate shopping advice from my apprentice. He is as free azza bee (largely) otherwise. He is free to choose and buy his own clothes, for example.
Ugh.
Gin?
Soo xx
He izza good bee, though.
Best dreams, Cellarites,
Soo xx


