Satisfactory yes, but hair-raising towards the end.
That’s fer yer future mending/darning, Fishy
I remember unravelling overlocking on an hidden bit of an alteration, so that I could sew the hem in the exactly matching colour .‘Menopausal Green’* was available in Noo zips, but not yer actual reel of thread at that time
*I sent Mr C to Fred’s Haberdashery wivvan Note asking for an ‘Menopausal Green’ zip…
Mrs Fred knew exactly which shade I meant
Carinthia.xx
Indeed. Thread and yarn are the same difference, and just as nerve-racking.
Our wool and haberdashery shop has a woman who thinks dye lots are for decoration and can’t understand my insistence on same dye lots
If one can manage to make the odd one just a sleeve it isn’t quite so bad…
And done.
Memo to self: Be very careful when you have several tabs open at once…
I am just delighted seeing the chicks running around
Good nights, Cellarites.
Soo xx
Gin, Soo
Bound to need it…
Carinthia.xx
There may have been a tiny bit of beer last night. In other news, why is the sun so bright this morning?
yardarm
Clatter bang crash of pans on a stove
Waft of cooking smells
Plonk of Full Ulster Fry on platter outside the en sweet
With a pot of tea to wash it down
That’ll kill you or cure you wee birdie
[voracious peckity]
Seems likely that it is a yellow weasel-snout. Oh, all right, a yellow dead-nettle, or artillery plant, but yellow weasel-snout is a very fine name.
Organising semi-virtual 60th birthday party for tonight. Am compiling playlist of all No 1s (Ireland and, where different or missing, UK) on 16 May each year. Ye gods there’s been some shite…
A word to the wise: try if at all possible to avoid sprogging round Eurovision season…
Peeve Of The Day
Ingredients listed in recipes that aren’t included in the instructions.
Rude words may have been uttered
A list would be appreciated, when you get time.
I live in total conviction that 1971 was THE year for music.
Then I actually look. It’s not pretty.
Well, some not pretty stuff, Armers, but an awful lot of stuff I enjoyed immensely:
My first love Jim Morrison died that year, however.
Soo xx