And then there is castor oil plants…
I’ll bee off, then.
Best nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Sweet dreams wee bee
Don’t ferget yer Gin, Darling
Carinthia. xx
Ooh goody. Where, exactly?
I have seen, Elseboard, & on FaceAche that Prabhakari has died.
His funeral will be at 9-15 tomorrow/today.
I hope that his next life is kinder to him…
Carinthia. xx
Oh what sad news
I also wish him a kinder next turn of the wheel
Gus dear you are going to have to be patient
I might tell location of castor oil plants if you have good enough reason for wanting them
[passerine sidle]
Got some good old fashioned bryony growing in the garden (aka “don’t eat that you’ll die”, though it’s usually only fatal to small children). Surely a limpet could find a use for such as that.
yardarm
onna wet (hurrah!) day. One more lot of Hot this afternoon, and even that’s only 26 rather than 30+. We can make it.
I call that good old fashioned deadly nightshade - related to potatoes and tomatoes…
Excellent herbs had the limpets of old
Belladonna and bryony,
Monkshood, foxglove and Jacob’s Pea…
Tee Hee my ricinus plants are good when I fancy a little light nerve gassing…
Gus do you thing we could poison them as irritates us?
I have a list to be gone through and I daresay novice saxophonists could be added at the top
I think of nightshade berries as rather darker, more dark cherry or even black. This one’s not solanaceae but a cucurbit - squash, pumpkins, courgettes, cucumbers and various melony things.
A more humane hedgesparrow never
Did in the land exist;
To nobody second,
I’m certainly reckoned
A true philanthropist.
It is my very humane endeavour
To make, to some extent,
Each evil liver
A running river
Of harmless merriment.
Bravo!
Soo xx
School lunch every other Thursday, that was.
Bravo wee birdie
Faint rumblings of thunder.
Have nipped up and shut the attic windows. Was standing poking me head out of the roof and scanning the sky but, well, 'Elf & Safety, innit.
Dear Thor,
I have been a relatively Good Gus - for oooh, at least a couple of hours - and there is a saxophonist over the way in sore need of a smiting.
Thanks in advance
P. Vulgaris (Mrs)
Damn. It seems to be moving AWAY. No fair!
Of course for extra fun you could couple your lightning tracker to an aircraft tracker and see if you can make them match up.
Put on yer robes and get chanting.
Often I feel that you and I share a sense of fun, dere Sparrer. This appears not to be one of those times. It would end in tears and kit getting …broke.