Perhaps you might offer Himself a pitcher of Very Nice Port, to go with his surfeit of 85% chocolate, Carinthia. He has a taste for both, this evening 
It was, Gus. Very simple, very tasty and he is a Very Happy Drone.
Best dreams, Cellarites and furfles for all those who don’t bite. Too much.
Soo xx
Consider it done, Soo
Gin fer yerself
I have had salmon cooked in butter & lemon pepper wiv broccoli
Carinthia.xx
Fish is still out frivolling. Dog & I have bin for a walk and retired for the evening.
Has Dog eaten her Tea, dere Sparrer?
Anxious Ma-ly enquiries tonight, and she did float the notion that you would have been licked into shape, as it were, by a day of DDD bootcamp. She sends flurfles. It’s OK, they are meant for the Hound.
She ate and drank very little, because the Fish had clearly abandoned her forever and ever and ever and ever.
A bit more this morning, though she felt no need to go outside first thing.
Pore Hound!
Pore Sparrer, too.
Soo xx
Yes, but I hadn’t…
She did actually eat a full day’s ration all but about twenty pieces of kibble, by the time I got home, so she definitely isn’t starving. She’d eaten half of it before I went out, but That Bird didn’t know about that lot.
Off out again today, unrepentant.
Good
I like to see a happy defiant Fish!
Wee birdies need cossetting so I have a nice cheesy brioche loaf to make into bacon butties
Happy peckity from a dreary dull modern hotel that has some interesting people in it.
Passes extra portions to a wee birdie
Interesting people make anything worth while don’t they?
I find people-watching fascinating
Good Afternoon from Sneeze Central. I don’t want anyone to watch me today as I have a swollen face & eyes & am not fit to be seen!
Skirt of Beef with Mushrooms & Onions today, topped with Cheesy Garlic Mash
Carinthia.xx
Drat. Pore Carinthia.
Gxxx
Snot fair our chatelaine deserves to be in perfect health at all times
I have the hammock erected
Snice knitting in the sunshine
Help!
Am being menaced. By an magpie. Making menacing shadows against the blinds at me.
What does it want? Or who is paying it?
OoooI like magenpiesies
Very smart irridescent black fevvers and white westkits
And clever too
But not as clever as gin or vodka sparrer
Gawds
That Birdie will get a Big Head, Twellsy
Bluddy Shameless, you are…
Carinthia.xx
You can keep 'em, Twellers. Nasty wee bastards. Far too many about, hereabouts. And too few Larsen traps.
Tell 'im me Bruvver says “tseep”. If that don’t see 'im orf there is No Hope for 'im and 'e will shortly come to a bad end.
I imagine.
It certainly wouldn’t be Dr Sparkles 'cos he’s been up the Myopic Mendicant all day.
Should the magpie recur I shall most certainly pass on yer Bruvver’s message.
Very odd it was, pratting around outside the bedroom window. Tippi Hedren I’m not, but it was - unsettling.
