A theological yum might be appropriate if one had given the thing up for a while but could still appreciate it in a spiritual sense…
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Breakfast was lovely…
Carinthia.xx
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I am very glad to hear it.
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Taxi coming shortly for the expedition to the delivery office.
Carinthia.xx
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Good luck!
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Everything crossed for our Chatelaine
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Am back
Having an Flump annan Fag
Carinthia.xx
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[pourity] an Restorative Summat
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Bimbled up to the horrible tiny Tesco about half an hour ago. Everything was weirdly quiet - hardly any traffic, two customers in the shop, hardly any pedestrians. Omicron or Strictly?
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Strictly. They can’t all have got omicron.
We had a Chinese delivery (needed to, or we wouldn’t have got this year’s calendar for the loo door). I have greedily eaten lemon chicken and a couple of spoonfuls of egg fried rice, and am now wondering whether it was an entirely good idea…
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Oh, boo, Fish: miserable for you. But it will have been a good idea because that is a v good takeaway. i
I wasn’t thinking of people having it, but rather them hiding from it.
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But most people don’t, being of the “hasn’t got the sense to come in out of the rain” breed.
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Snork wee birdie
I have a disater in the hovel
I have run out of Gunpowder gin
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[aimity the Ginnapult]
Got no Gunpowder here but I can send you a bowser or two of The Botanist to tide you over till the shops open…
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I am wishing supply of same should The Thing not happen because of The Other Thing. Ploughing on, azz I am, I have my doubts. So, good nights, Cellarites. Best dreams,
Soo xx
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I used half of the special fried rice & put the rest straight back in the 'fridge innan sealed container. I will fry it tomorrow.
Thank-you, Dear Dunnock fer Tseeping me through the buying postage online malarkey. When I got to the sorting/delivery office, it was empty, & my parcel is already onnits way.
I have sent an selection of stinky/strong cheeses to Posh, together with Tuc biscuits, which she loves.
I walked through what is left of our market, pausing to speak with The Refill Fairy, who will call on Wednesday, & saw some lovely fabric on ‘my’ curtain fabric stall at the unbelievable price of £3 per metre.
One of the 2 ladies who run the stall said that today was their last day on the market after 42 years…
My life flashed before my eyes. I have shopped with these 2 for every one of those 42 years, & made curtains for so many of my customers too.
Mr C loved it, because they would take 4 stalls, & arrange the fabric according to the main colour. A smart market stall appealed to his sense of order… 
I am on the Whaite Waine, Soo, & pouring you the first of many Medicinal Gins…
Carinthia.xx
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Very true. Remind me again which two Cellarites have actually had the ruddy plague? [rueful grinnity]
P.S. Something I was reading has reminded me that norovirus or one of its little friends makes me come over all Sam Weller. I can say Winter Womiting Wirus or indeed Vinter Vomiting Virus, but I genuinely struggle to wary (soz) the initial consonant correctly. It’s wery veird.
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Today we have Fog and the other side of the valley has gone away.
And you know what fog means…
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAART
also
yardarm
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And Ulster fries for all
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