TFM the parrot has Views about being stuffed and rigourously defends herself
My arms bear the scars bless her…
TFM the parrot has Views about being stuffed and rigourously defends herself
My arms bear the scars bless her…
So you’ve obviously tried it…
Gus stuffing could be described as not what a parrot wants so it’s like allopreening when not wanted she bites and scratches
I hope that our Twellsy will be feeling much better, tomorrow.
For various and varying reasons yer bees are a bit knackered.
Best dreams, all,
Soo xx
Big Hugs, Soo
And Gin
Carinthia.xx
Calls for an
To wash the bacon butties down perhaps?
Does Feral eat bacon butties?
[sound of ten thousand chainsaws]
I think that’s a “yes”.
Cuts more slices from the flitch
Rashers! Hurrah!
How much Irish blood have you Gus?
I am suspicious of the quantity as you appear to relish Oirish things
I have Oirish bludd! And Scots and English - a bit ovvan mongrel, really. I relish lots of stuff from all over the world. Have you tried Aleppo Pepper, Twellsy? It rocks.
Soo xx
Ah, that’s quite the question. Father born in Lancashire, of Irish parents.
Me, I’m a Londoner and a European.
Some of you might remember a mumsnet thread I linked to about NI traybakes. Only this morning, another one has popped up. Not for the sensitive of teeth but helluva funny in places, e.g.
flounces to read subsection of GF Agreement: Baked Goods In Trays
Could be worse, could be the food genre of “things encased in gelatin”.
A recommended time-sink: The Gallery of Regrettable Food
Alternating between weeping with laughter & heaving here…
Carinthia.xx
Also known locally as “dead things in aspic”. Which reminds me of a colleague 's magisterial dismissal of all canapés, everywhere, as “bits of grot on bits of biscuit”. That was in the 80s, at which time she was righter than she would be now.
The grey chicken-and-mushroom-sludge ones were often not bad, as long as you had a good immune system.