Remoulade always tastes fresh & ‘clean’ to me.
Mushroom soup tomorrow, methinks
Am going to wrap up & go for a walk around the block
Carinthia.xx
Remoulade always tastes fresh & ‘clean’ to me.
Mushroom soup tomorrow, methinks
Am going to wrap up & go for a walk around the block
Carinthia.xx
I was planning a remoulade with porkie pie…
Whimper…
Ah shame! Make one anyway: it will still be a splendid thing.
[…puts hand in the air…]
I’ll eat it for you.
Selfless, that’s me.
Wot frozzed raw pork?
Not quite what I meant, no. But since you are whimpering about not being able to make a remoulade with porkie pie for someone, I’m happy to make the sacrifice of volunteering to be that someone.
No need to thank me. Just gimme the porkie pie etc.
Oof
The roads & pavements are glittering, & the moon looks lovely.
Twellsy, pork actually improves with freezing, so you can move it down your list of things to do.
It will be worth the wait
Carinthia.xx
And a bowl of rémoulade is easy starters or light lunches for a couple of days (must stop picking and pecking at mine).
The pork will come into its own, Twellsy, when your magnificent pie can be safely enjoyed in company.
I will shake myself and tell myself that I am a lucky person to have friends who understand that I am disappointed that rules have changed for everyone
I will go and see B’s spaniel puppy tomorrow
I stand and look at the pup and yell a chat with her and her children
Our rules have changed very little for a very long time, Twellsy, hence I am not disappointed. Enjoy the pup, without risk to yourself or others. We’ll look forward to your raised pork pie once the plague has buggered off.
Soo xx
Looks as though there will be more changes tomorrow, Soo
Sigh
I think that we need a drink
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia.xx
Kwoffing madly (azzevva, here) I’ll get along with it, Carinthia. I do hope that Mr Bee can use the gym, one last time, before a lock-down by any other name. The weather izzabit more horrible than last time, no?
ETA Bedtime fer me. The winter duvet has been deployed and the bedding is freshly laundered, so luxury awaits. Find it where you may, says I.
Soo xx
I briefly felt cold-ish last night. Doesn’t happen very often. Then I got back under the summer-weight duvet.
Fevvers. Don’t leave home wivvout 'em.
Soo zzzz
[checks boa press] [crest falls]
errrm, most of the fevvers seem to have left home without me.
There is probably a 40s reward in this somewhere, for someone. I wasn’t consulted ;- )
While I wasn’t paying attention, it has snowed.
Snacking on Remoulade were you?
Carinthia.xx
Hands up to that. Gobful Guilty as charged. [erpity]
Medicinal, dear?
Gxx
Always, Sweetheart
Thank-you
Carinthia.xx
I had a brief moment of panic there when I misread that, missing the ‘w’.
Phew!