I thought they might be crunchy and nutritious, but one can’t butter small plumes of smoke. Back to the drawing board.
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Prolly best, Gus.
Soo xx
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I trust those two statements are unconnected?
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Unleash your inner Snell: Vesparomatherapy
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Snork!
No, joe. Even I’d have been hard pushed to make a meal out such pulverised ingredients.
Soo xx
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Oof
Have ‘gorn orff’ again, and, guess what, it’s thundering like mad
Flumps wiv Pitcher
Carinthia.xx
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[helpful pourity]
Oh there’s some left over, I’ll just top off me glass.
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Ooof
FLUMP!!!
Been swimming and did three whole quarters of a kilometre
Then walked to my mate’s house for knitting advice (she ripped back half of what I had done!) a cuppa made by 9 year old daughter and a catch up after two weeks where she was on holiday and I was busty with all sorts of stuff
So a great natter and walked two thirds of a mile
Do 13 year old boys ever get separated from their video shooting and being Mr America type of game?
I am now wrecked!
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Is that not sniffing scooter exhaust fumes ?
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Depends whether you’re a mod or an entomologist.
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Well, not in the cellar itself because there isn’t really room, what with the billiard table and the piano and all the chaises, but I don’t see why you shouldn’t buzz round the Succession Ponds on it, so long as you keep off the croquet lawn: the hoops wouldn’t be good for it.
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Hang on, I fink we might 'ave one in the Shed…
Ah yeah, here it is, took it in payment for a very good night on the brandy from a couple of French blokes…
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On a different subject: on this evening’s walk, as owlglim started to fade, we saw what I thought was a large dog trotting down the path towards us through the woods; before I could tell the DDD to drop her ball and say hello nicely, it saw us, turned into profile and was a deer. It left the path sideways with that wonderful leap they do, front legs curled under and hind legs long behind, and vanished into the bushes with a crash of breaking branches and was gone. Probably about waist-high, not a muntjack because it was the wrong shape; I think it was a roe deer.
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Roe deer leap beautifully, don’t they? We are very lucky to have them around us and to witness their grace.
That scooter looks weaponised, to me, Hedgers. Although I admire its looks, I should prolly stick to something less menacing.
Soo xx
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I guess it depends if you could lift the seat to reveal a cocktail bar !
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In my case I’d need to lift the seat to reveal the road, Armers.
Time forra bee to go to bed. I intend a decent walk, tomorrow and must rest the bee’s knees to achieve this. Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
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Wot fun, Fishers. I’m not sure what it was we saw a few days ago; it was bright orange and fuzzy, and didn’t want to play with the DDD.
“Who me constabule? I am merely an itinerant plumber. And I have this map to to the High Street branch of MegaGloboBank in case they have a… plumbing emergency.”
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I know that weapon dere wee birdie
And my army mates can play with the users of such weapons with bigger badder weapons
Norty sparrer
Gin might make me forget seeing it
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Interviewer: Why didn’t you call the police?
Vercotti: Well I had noticed that the lad with the thermo-nuclear device was the Chief Constable for the area.
Anyway, Twellsy, you wouldn’t dob in yer faithful ginsparrer… [pourity] [pourity]
Orf to me nest…
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