So, who wants to help ... to instaurate the cellar?

BiL seemed to wage permanent war with the Bluddy things, Gus

Carinthia.xx

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[perks up]

Anna fryup afterwards. Hard work, re-educatin’.

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Dear Sparrer, for pointy assistance rendered, I would even fry you a negg or two, as well as bangers, bacon, mushroom, tomato and potato cakes.

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Don’t strain yerself, me dear. I’ll do 'em out of your sight.

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{{{Preen}}}

Soo xx

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Loook, I carefully counted me Os to avoid precisely that kind of thing, young Bee.
Gxx

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{{{Preen}}}

Soo xx

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Soo

I was wondering about you

Proffers Gin

Carinthia.xx

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I dare not be drinking near my new book
I am drooling over it enough so any drink on it would be a shame

I try to care for books

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I’m fine, Carinthia. Just quietened izzall. How are you doing?
Soo xx

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I haven’t been great, but hoping that things will improve, thank-you Soo

Shortage of daylight again today…

Carinthia.xx

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Yes - the shortened days are a bit carp (no offence, Fishers). There is an element of awaiting something better and I hope that we get it, should it come.

Soo xx

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Just bin playing Very Silly Games of racin’ lemmings.

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Well, Hedgers, I totally get where you’re at. Be afraid :wink:

Goodnights to Spadgers and all,
Soo xx

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Gin, Darling, & plenty ovvit

Carinthia.xx

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Vodka for you, Carinthia, in similar amounts.
Soo xx

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I was cold. Added a faux fur throw to my side of the bed.
I now have Company, and he is alternating between trying to schtup the bedclothes and attacking my lower extremities if they so much as twitch. Deep joy. Not.

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Ouch!

1° & rain here

I sleep (hah) in the middle of the bed…

Carinthia.xx

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Pore Chatelaine. You have a choice at this point: sleep or lullaby.
Wor Carinthia wisely goes out like the proverbial light (non-halogen).
Gxx

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Kinell

Wor Carinthia has just frown up

Sigh

Carinthia.xx

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