I larfed!
Soo xx
I larfed!
Soo xx
We might be needing a trebuchet at Janie Towers. In the last few days we have had a raccoon visit followed by a skunk. If it were up to me, I would ignore them, but a neighbour is determined to trap and relocate the raccoon at least. He traffics raccoons regularly to the Dominion Arboretum, where I hope they are very happy. And I hope everyone steers clear of the skunk. Mr Janie said it is very beautiful. Heidi had a nose-to-nose encounter with one last year, each of them on a different side of a fence. Luckily it did not end in tears. Or a bath in tomato juice.
Sis and BiL insist that the pine marten pic we sent them is âcuteâ, Janie. [Groan.]
Where and how is Twellsy?
We have grown unaccustomed to having guests. Also, possibly, a tad slobbish. Mr Bee is suffering from vaccine effects and I can only be *rsed with cooking, so theyâll have to take us as they find us. There are clean sheets and towels. Bedtime for yer bee.
Soo xx
It will be fine, Darling
We have Enuff Gin in The Cupboard
Carinthia.xx
Good to know, Chatelaine
Soo xx
You might want to check the manifest - that looks suspiciously like a powder transport. (It could be grain, of course, but youâd be waiting a while for your drinkâŠ)
The Moon is fabulous tonight. I believe that this one is called a Flower Moon.
I have just discovered that the bulb in the bathroom light has âgornâ
Sigh
There are 2 other lights in there, so I will leave the Sprottling on Steps until the morrowâŠ
Liberates Pitcher
Carinthia.xx
Sounds a bit menstrual for my post-menopausal tastes. But the Oaf is out dancing in the light of it, Jellicle fashion, unless we have cloud, in which case he is merely a dirty stop-out and a corner boy.
Curses and buggrit, Darling.
Gxx
Itâs also runninâ empty. But I donât arsk awkward questions as long as the gin arrives on time.
All I noticed, not beinâ any kind of expert, is that the tanker is very shiny. And therefore pleasing.
That is very good.
Warm ânâ sunny ânâ the birdies are hoppinâ about (on the hunt for forgotten canapĂ©s, half-smashed little cheesy biscuits, forgotten cocktailsâŠ) and catchinâ up on the gossip.
!5 minutes to Poodleâs arrival. Squeal!
Soo xx
Oh favoured of fortune! Please furfle that Poodle a little on my behalf: I miss having a dog around to make a bit of a fuss over.
âQuarter to Poodleâ is not a generally recognised indicator of time.
Well perhaps it should be.
Like gin oâclock.
I know, Fishers. Lucky bee, that I am. Not here, yet.
Soo xx