I likes a good heehaw too
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It seems that no hoomans were hurt, which seems Very Unfair, Gus.
Parcels arrived at 14.00, so last of Christmas shopping was accomplished in Lovely Peebles, after that. I am so bluddy glad that it’s only Wednesday, TFM. How are you feeling?
I like the boots, Twellsy.
The new GP has prescribed my meds without fuss or quibble. I am high on relief, IYSWIM.
Butternut squash salad for dinner.
Soo xx
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What a relief wee bee
Good GPs who know that patients do not ask for meds for a mere bit of fun are treasures
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Your god? Right in front of you, surely?
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Sossinge Sandwiches are available.
There may be fried onions too…
Carinthia. xx
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I am feeling somewhat better than I was yesterday thanks, Soo. Probably as much as I could hope for.
ISexactlyWYM. One never quite knows with a new GP.
I have here some very good jalapeno stuffed olives, if anyone would like to share. Watch out though, they really are hot.
Ooh, yes please. To both.
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I could never worship a ginger god. Yer marmalade cat is notoriously dim.
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The J, M&J one I sent to you was a grey cat, & yes, now you come to mention it, that Ginge does look wappy…
I hadn’t really thought about it before.
Carinthia. xx
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We had an amazingly dim ginger cat called Julius Caesar. He came to an untimely end because he would go and play with the traffic.
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Not a Like like. Poor thing.
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Yeah. He had to travel quite a distance to get to the main road, too. This was in the fifties when there were perhaps half-a-dozen cars in our quiet road that led nowhere every morning and twice as many in the afternoons/evenings, so he was a fairly persistent nitwit to manage it.
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Poor Puss!
Mr Bee’s Dad was riding a bike in rural Northumberland (no cars to speak of in 1914) and he was knocked off his perch and broke an arm. Bad luck, or what?
Soo xx
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Given the state of the world, I see no evidence that intelligence is high on the list of requirements for godhood.
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Do we have a screaming chaise?
I need to howl at the world as I have just heard that my friend has breast cancer
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Another NALL, Twellsy. Sorry to hear that.
Gxx
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She was worried about telling me so our Christmas was not made miserable!
She now knows she has me to talk to whenever and that I will do all I can for her
I have howled and cried my way through a present wrapping session and now need to sort my ribbon box to finish off the parcels
I got a bargain at the hobby shop yesterday
A 100m roll of 20mm scarlet satin ribbon so I can use small amounts of wired ribbon and use the scarlet like string
All for 9.99 euro
Ribbon works on cake too!
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I’m sorry, Twellies.
The only thing to be said for breast cancer as opposed to some types is that it has a good recovery rate, especially if it is caught reasonably early.
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Her lovely daughter is quoting the 99% of early catchings’ full recovery
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That’s the one. More likely to be hit by a 159 bus, as a friend of mine said of it once.
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