Bedtime - again.
Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Bedtime - again.
Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Gin, Darling
You sound thirsty…
Carinthia.xx
Thank you and mwahs, Carinthia. Do you have any Gitanes? I could fancy one of those with one of these:
Are you game?
Soo xx
Pleeeese…
Can’t get 'em 'cos of all the quarantines and dock clogs and stuff.
But I might know a little oiseau…
We has sner! Sner sner sner! Wot an perfect day for an pint in the beer garden!
(Is this going to stop me? No it is not.)
Is your nearest beer garden open, Dunnock?
A sprinkling of the grainy stuff from 4 am, but all given way to bright sunshine now, just chuffing cold.
I heard an interview from a pub beer garden this morning where people were enjoying a pint annan Full English. 1 woman said that she was wearing 4 layers, & would be returning this evening wearing a few more.
It was in Yorkshire, so she may well deploy her Big Coat for this evening…
Carinthia.xx
Yorkshire lasses are tough
I am at the fracture clinic for a review of my shoulder
I hope that the doctor likes multi coloured limbs as the bruising is all sorts of colours
Twellsy, many years ago a friend of mine slipped on ice & broke her elbow. It was an awful injury, & the bruising was still coming out 6 months later.
Carinthia.xx
It is certainly intended that it should be, and I shall wander down later to find out.
Snow’s all gone now.
Ooh
Have 1 for me, please, & I will light a Candle for Maggie
Carinthia.xx
Be sure to take the little pick to break the ice on top of the BEER
I shall wear the jumper I finished yesterday, which is Nice And Warm and made of wool.
Wool is the best possible thing for keeping warm, and also is not made of plastic. I cannot understand those who are vegan because they want to ‘save the planet’ and who dress themselves in plastic fibres in the belief that helps. But I have whinged about that elseboard before now…
And so, in just over a dozen posts, we have managed to sing the praises of both wool and lamb. Sheep do have a lot to recommend them.
Gloves, fer the Fish Fingers too
Anna Buff
Anna Nat
Carinthia.xx
Nah, tartare sauce
‘Hey, McLeod, get off of my ewe’
Mega Snorks, Gus!
Carinthia.xx
“A dinosaur died to make that sweater!”