It was Silver Bullion with pearls, Twellsy. Very beautiful too, & not as heavy as an tarara.
Am very slow this morning, which izzan Bugga, as I have to pack some more stuff to be stored by a friend. He is calling to collect it ‘late afternoon’, which, frankly, could be any time…
Hold out yer glass and I will fill it with ice and Gunpowder gin and a splash of fevertree and a wedge of lime squeezed and the lime added to just top the flavour off
Itizz having to do things in such a rush, when I have been running on empty forran while now. The stress has been enormous, which, of course, affects the illness.
We are all devastated.
A real lifelong community has been broken up.
Yes, we are all adults, & we know that things change, but this has been badly done, & we have been shat upon from an great height.
Quick bacon butties plonked on table before I get ready to go to the main vampire nest in the black pool for their annual review of how my blood is misbehaving