Don’t ee go for to eat they potato apples, m’dear; they’ll do ee no manner of good.
Yes give em to the Irish!
It would certainly solve the Irish Problem if that were done.
Potatoes are tubers, AFAIK, Twellsy
They don’t count as 1 of yer 5 a day either, despite Mr C being convinced that they did
Gawds, that one ran fer years…
Carinthia. xx
And not only in your house, Darling. Infuriating.
[strolls off whistling ‘The Mash My Father Wore’]
as if!
Gus my dear limpet that pune was almost a tea/screen interface here
And by the way carrot mash it the right colour for that song…
“Funny they’re both widows”
Just checkin’, on which side of this vexed question do you stand?
The right side. Obviously.
Well that was fun. This morning we visited Lakenheath Fen RSPB reserve, where we saw…
Two gulls of some sort, too distant to identify.
One heron.
A great many Common Twitchers, all sitting in silence staring at nothing.
Hmmm. A very pleasant walk though.
This was followed by steak, chips, onion rings, tomatoes and garlic mushrooms and a pint.of Breydon Bitter at a very good pub…
This in turn was followed by over an hour’s sleep.
I am still stuffed.
And a lot of other places too - it’s free to use.
Egrets, I’ve seen a few…
Wot, no F-15s? Are they out of season, or nesting?
Didn’t keep up their insurance payments. Nice little airbase you got here, be a shame if sunnink happened to it.
I think they’ve migrated, judging by how many we heard flying North over us a few days ago. We never heard them come back.
Back at the hive, having read all. A good time has been had, if a tad frantic, with colicky Baby. Poodle knows she is loved and worthy. She’s off for a trim, tomorrow, so I’ll post a pic once I have it.
Best nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Probably nestin’ in the Faroes.
Fancy a nest-robbin’ trip, anyone? Not sure what to feed 'em on when they hatch, though. Regurgitated erks?
Proffers Gin
Carinthia. xx