I’m pleased that we have urns…
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia. xx
I’m pleased that we have urns…
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia. xx
Liberates Pitcher
Goes back to bed
Carinthia. xx
Clear today. Quite foggy last night. Fortunately I have full instrument navigation.
[sniff][ [sniff] where’s the nearest bottle of The Botanist? That way…
Dear heavens poor cow indeed
Amateurs hauling on her teats would be horrible
There is an unopened bottle in the cupboard five feet or so in front of me right now. I am sitting here looking at it.
Perhaps fortunately, that was not the nearest one to me last night, or you’d have had a fogbound sparrer landing on yer windowsill.
It is rather good, I must say. As it happens, TFD’s favourite malt (favourite in the just about affordable category at any rate) is from the same distillery, Bruichladdich Classic Laddie.
We’ve all had that, luv.
They were just looking for the peanuts, Gus.
Immoderate snorkity! [inhales tonsils]
I haven’t got tonsils, so I nearly Bluddy choked…
Oof
Liberates Pitcher
I had a long ‘phone conversation wivvan sleepless friend in the very small hours, & then at 6am received an What’ s App from the friend round the corner to say that her Father died last night.
He was old & poorly, so it is a Blessing, but he will leave a huge gap in so many lives.
I have been out & bought her an miniature rose in a nice pot, & will have to gather meself & write to her & her Mother.
Carinthia. xx
Only 1 lobster annan couple of crabs spotted on Masterchef tonight…
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia. xx
Noo bottle of Botanist arrived just in time to prevent a crise de genevre.
Is there an Normous Estonian Slammer around, please?
I have just kicked the bucket…
Specifically, the small colour-coordinated bucket in the kitchen which was full of water & cleaning cloths wot were soaking.
Old towels have been deployed…
Candles lit
Quattro fired-up
Carinthia. xx
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Thank-you, Dunnock
Carinthia. xx
Some say ‘colour-coordinated’, others ‘camouflaged’…
Fire buckets are a disappointment, not to say a snare and a delusion…