It always warms me heart to see ‘Dyson’ and ‘jobbie’ in the same sentence.
Moving swiftly on, flurfles to the poor wee leopard.
Gxx
It always warms me heart to see ‘Dyson’ and ‘jobbie’ in the same sentence.
Moving swiftly on, flurfles to the poor wee leopard.
Gxx
Jobbie is sometimes used to indicate a thing as well as the objects Billy Connelly spoke of
Snell Snyff
We have spent the evening supping fizz with nearby friends. By around 7, we became chilled and came home for supper in a nice, warm hive. It was good to socialise, though, and we’ll do more of this sort of thing when we can.
Soo xx
Online pseudopub this evening - in my case from the garden.
Also I killed a chainsaw blade earlier:
Fortunately with these all you get is a depressed whining round rather than sharp lumps of metal flying’ everywhere. And the replacement arrived today.
Oh, the rear axle bushings are well and truly knadgered on our Fiesta and Mr Bee and I have had a prolonged discussion about their repair. I have said that, should the car still be in a knadgered state by next weekend, I want to hire a sound vehicle to visit Embra. We are inna state of impasse and should sleep onnit.
Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
No you ain’t. Mr Bee might think you are but is, shall we say, mistaken.
Gxx
Gin, to aid your endeavours, Soo
Not quite a chainsaw massacre then, Birdie…
I am making Martyr sauce
Carinthia.xx
Oh, I dunno. The only thing left against the wall below the stoop is the cherry tree, and that only because it turned out to be unexpectedly alive.
'An online pseudopubbian,
I devastate the gorse.’ ?
Possibly by bein’ sick into it.
(At which point the gorse feels within its rights to devastate you back.)
Orf to me nest.
meep? Sick because pub (shurely not) or because doggerel?
meep.
Nice gorse, strokey strokey.
The gorse is my friend. It does not poke me. That Fish doesn’t believe this, so occasionally I demonstrate.
Trained gorse, eh? Tell it useful plants get espaliered onna south-facin’ wall. Bet it will poke you then ;- )
Morning all
Assemble yourself Ulster fries on chafing dishes on the sideboard
There is also a platter of cold BBQed sossiges and bread rolls…
Well, I had my first confirmed radio contact with the Isle of Man yesterday evening
(“digital” mode called FT8, rather than voice - very weak signal at both ends).
Congratulations!
Ooh, I wonder if that was Dan. He’s the only radio-type I know here, I mean there must be others but he’s the only one I know.
No, someone named Andy, in Douglas. I’ll keep an ear out for someone named Dan, though.
Similarly, one seldom has just the one mouse ;- )