Was a bit late coming to the discussion, but you all know there’s a standing offer of large quantities of the main ingredient, don’t you?
Rather than the usual pale yellow, ours were a quite resplendent orangey gold. The gurlz dun good!
Was a bit late coming to the discussion, but you all know there’s a standing offer of large quantities of the main ingredient, don’t you?
Rather than the usual pale yellow, ours were a quite resplendent orangey gold. The gurlz dun good!
Haven’t seen a report, otherwise, of the Gurlz, joe… Ye could trebouchet some over/up here but…
Did I ever tell you about me Mam, smuggling eggs? Well, she did. During WW2 she was a nurse in Newcastle, but her home was on a Northumbrian small-holding. Granny packed a ‘cardboard’ suitcase full of fresh eggs for Mam to take back to the hospital, where she worked. Waterglass was employed, I believe. Mam was stopped at Newcastle Central by the police, who asked what was in the case. ‘Eggs’, she replied and he didn’t believe her, letting her go to enjoy the contraband with her fellow workers.
Our pancakes were a bit rich, which just serves me right. (Must learn how to scourge, in a future life.)
Soo xx
Joe
Of course the gurlz did good
Henses are clever
Henses, if they have any sense, will be fast asleep.
Tseepin’ right they were!
Not that I would turn down some leftover belly pork and cabbage should there be some going to waste, you understand…
Have a large bowl at the ready, Sparrer, else this could be messy. Not a large portion as such, but I hope you enjoy it.
KERTWOINGGG!!
KerSPLATT!!
There you go, Dunnock. Fill yer beak.
Brings in a tray of Restorative Gin, to cut through the cabbage…
Carinthia.xx
So thortful, Darling
That’s me…
I brought the Vodka too…
Carinthia.xx
Now that’s wot I call planning, Dahlink. A tower of strength, so you are.
I am sitting here repairing Underpinnings
Sigh
Washeen decided to chew 2 bras
How very dare it?
Carinthia.xx
Two?
The pore fing was clearly hungry.
Ooof, not an easy thing, repairing underpinnings. You have the skill, I know, but please go gentle as you can on your hands, Dahlink.
Gxxx
Effected with the use of compression gloves & Much Swearing
Needed doing though, they cost £42 each
Carinthia.xx
If I were to say “Blimey, so that’s £168!”, you’d hit me, wouldn’t you? Which wouldn’t be good for your hands, so I shan’t.
I merely had the fun of deploying the laundry with the assistance of a cat who was desperate to get Involved… The late and much lamented Pidge was a terror for the washing, particularly sheets, when she became Satan’s laundry-maid, but Oaf hadn’t been so interested. Until tonight. Git-cat. But quite disarming when he comes downstairs on his ear out of sheer Joy that one has come home after a 2-hour shopping foray.
You need rest, Dahlink. And probably a middle 'normous Pitcher.
G xxxx
Yes please, Dahlink
I am usually very particular with my laundry, & they were in a net bag, but it still happened
Sigh
It is snowing like Hell
Carinthia.xx
Should cool things down a bit for when I get there
But what a nuisance. I hope you don’t have to go Out in the wretched stuff, dear Chatelaine.
A final glass of wine is going down the me, it not technically being Lent until I have gone to bed. Actually, tecnically it absolutely is, but you know what I mean. Well, I do, anyway.
Gxxx
Liturgical Dawn mebbe?
We were promised an Ice Warning from midnight till 10am, but it’s just a normal slightly chilly day.
Dark Mild, Taylor’s, Thwaites, Bass, Tetley’s … my weaning* drinks and very much the stuff of a South Lancs boy.
*Once I got past lager & lime … my 15yr old entry level in pubs. Do you recall when being 15 or 16 in boozers was quite the norm ?
Blair’s son’s time, wasn’t it? Twenty-five years or so ago.