Chips are a rare contribution to our diet but when they happen they are done proper like
Mr Bee is having fun
Any word about a Poodle?
I worry her
Chips are a rare contribution to our diet but when they happen they are done proper like
Mr Bee is having fun
Any word about a Poodle?
I worry her
Aye well, thank your lucky stars you werenāt at mine tonight. One young woman in pyjama bottoms, hoodie & trainers (not really an issue). Her huge-arsed friend was in peachy/flesh-coloured leggings, hoodie & flip-flops; and that was an issue. I didnāt claw my eyes out, but it was close. They canāt be all bad, though, bless 'em: buying fags & vodka;- )
Ach, take up sheep, dere.
Gxx
āI worry herā
You worry us
All the time.
Orff up the road fer me Airing
I will be wearing an coat & scarfā¦
Carinthia.xx
As they say about the footballersā wives near us, thatāll be āaal fur coats and nae knickasā then, Carinthia
Soo xx
Snerk, and also Tsk. The Chatelainely underpinnings will be present, correct and co-ordinated. Even if she isnāt crossing a bus route. [grinnity]
Gxx
I deserve the ātskā. It wozzan cheap shot.
So much food has been consumed on Mr Beeās quest for party replacement. Last night, I roasted sea bass with tomatoes and fried padrón peppers - this was a relief from the expertly prepared stuff Iāve been eating.
Deffo not a gourmand,
Soo xx
Donāt be daft, wor Bee: it was the cause of grinnage , with no malice in it. Tsks are not to be taken to heart. We could blast one another with our Modly Superpowers, you know;- )
Well, last nightās supper sounds bluddy lovely, and I am glad todayās lunch was good, although Mr Bee is a rotter for sharing just the one chip.
Sorry itās all getting A Bit Too Much, me dear.
Gxx
Not really, Gus. But, Mr Bee can eat everything in sight and does not gain weight. He is the same weight and shape as when we married, fgs. We visited a Garden this week and the Head Gardener (who knows us) said, referring to Mr Bee, that heād āseen more fat on an oven chipā. I arsk you.
Soo xx
Oof
6° outside & the weather thingy says it feels more like 3°
The weather thingy is not wrongā¦
Carinthia.xx
The utter ratbag! Snot fair. āLike a dressed coathangerā? Himself was that, except when there was a misunderstanding about the nuts.
Um, I should probably clarify here. To wean him off Greggās sausage rolls as a work snack, I started buying bags of mixed nuts.
After a couple of weeks, we had a little chat about why the trousis were getting a little snug. I think it went along the lines of āYouāre not meant to eat the whole bag, you feckinā eejit!'.
Gxx
But my version of himself could eat any amount of mixed nuts without crushingā¦Oh, well - Iām doomed to an increasing girth. And, I have a Wedding to attend at the beginning of July and I canāt find an outfit. Such first world stresses, I know.
Best nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Chez Sparrer, that usually happens when the day has a Y in it.
Iāll just get me tin hat.
Gin, Soo.
Itās the tonic wot does the damageā¦
There used to be talk of āmidriff bulgeā when I was much younger, &, sadly itizz a Thing, & virtually impossible to shift
I have lit the Candles to warm us up abit
Carinthia.xx
[fizzity ping!] [sloshity]
Pore Sparrer. Struck by Ginā¦
Morning all
I am happy
I had a nice breakfast with Ulster bacon sossiges and tatie farls with the miracle of hotel catering for hundreds of folks who are all in a hurry-soft fried eggs
Not having modly super powers I will just watch ye lot playing with yours
You can get quite a lot of gin in a tin hat.
Clearly itās a better hotel than the last one I was staying in (see photos from March, up-thread). As far as Iām concerned a hotel has two jobs: I want to sleep well, and I want to have a hyooooge breakfast.
I ask for a clean bathroom that I can use as well as food and quiet comfy bedrooms
Iād happily swap that forran good power shower.
The blurry OSR is getting right up my nose.
Soo xx
Bugrit. 'Orrible yellow thing. Poor Bee.
Gxx