I left out a small amuse-bouche of cauli curry to aid erpityness, Hedgers. It’ll have frozzed, by now, and should be good for another swoopity, should you be delayed.
All Christmas pressies, that could have been, have been delivered so that’s good.
The Funeral Director, slightly Fazed & Dazed by the 600 (!) versions on offer on The Internetty, suggested that perhaps we could use the Daniel O’Donnell version…
Ahem
I consulted the Irish Rellies, & made sure that they hadn’t recorded one, & we went with The Irish Tenors version…
It’s the rocketry problem, innit? To deliver two tatie farls to Gus, you need to fuel the bird with one tatie farl, but the weight of that needs fuel to push it so that’s another half-farl, and…
We have a Medium-Sized plumber (the Small Plumber is on another job, at a church all next week, and the Medium Plumber lives local) turning up “just after eight” tomorrow morning to see what he can do about the leaking tank in the loft, so Recumbent soonish sounds like a good idea to me! Slightly later, yer man is going to collect Mini for MOT… All go tomorrow morning.
Some careless person has left a bottle of Clontarf whiskey right next to the noo coffee machine I bought the other day. And a precariously volatile bowl of whipped cream in the fridge
Have you tried an Irish Dunnock? You pour the cream and whiskey into the sparrer, and then it flaps off in a random direction (more random than usual). Happy to help.
I am pondering the whereabouts and welfare of TFM. Having been advised against large advertisements of alkyfrol (joe) I proffer the following to entice her back:
Made with recycled Bombay Sapphire bottle glass, we’re told.
Come back, Dear.