tippit off if it is annoying you, Twellsy. But did you not know? Emery boards are The Best Thing Evvah according to cats. Massively wonderful toys. if you see a cat gralloching a handbag, that is what it is after. Unless the owner of the bag is in the habit of transporting live mice, smoked salmon or black olives in it, in which case perm any three out of four…
My snow boy is not annoying well apart from wiping my face with his tail at random moments
We live very close to a large river estuary, and a part of the Atlantic coast washed by the Gulf Stream, i.e. a mild, marine moderated climate … so what’s THIS supposed to be about, eh?
photo site link, for anyone interested - seems to show as a “broken link” but it works:
I’ve always wondered about day-of-the-week socks. What are you supposed to do on washday? Not wear any socks at all? Have a washday every six days?
On a sample of two… Yes. Or at any rate very compulsive about things being orderly. Then they marry people whose lifestyles are basically chaotic, which seems strange but there you are.
EB, I don’t know what they think they are playing at, but “Call that snow?” you can still see the shape of the ground, so it isn’t exactly the five feet or so they were talking about on the radio last night. (OK, that was at Lake Erie, but even so.) There was more than that (your dusting, not five feet!)lying, in Bristol, and frozen and making it difficult to carry things into The Dave’s flat. And Bristol doesn’t Do snow… (Says someone from Yorkshire.)
Will it make you all feel warmer if I tell you it’s -24°C, ‘feels like’ -35°C? If it got to -40° I wouldn’t need to specify F or C because it is the same. Brilliantly sunny, however. Must get courage to go out. Briefly. I will not be some time!
Wot bliss, JJ. A place where they expect and can deal with snow, while here half an inch of the stuff means panic and chaos.
Hedgers, we do get chaos quite often, especially if there’s a big snowfall just before rush hour or, worse still, freezing rain. But it’s true that the country doesn’t grind to a halt for an inch of snow. Not the parts that get snow regularly, that is. Snow is rare in Victoria, fr’instance.
Oof
I remember 1 NYE in Austria when the temperature was -25 C
We walked to the next village with a group of friends, dined & then slid back
Is there an Restorative Summat available, please ?
I went into Chesterfield on the 'bus , but had to get a taxi back, as the 'bus wasn’t in & I couldn’t stand & wait
First time I have been out since Monday
Carinthia.xx
That’s cold enough to have to cover your face, Carinthia!
Indeed it was, Janie, & I did
Carinthia.xx
I think going out into town calls for a medicinal or two, really.
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Potatoes is medicinal plants, right? So extract of potatoes must be Extry Medicinal.
I have put potatoes in to bake for supper, on that basis. The raspberries need to steep tin the extract of potato for a little longer before it is properly ready to drink, so it is the best I can manage right now.
I do wish things would stop making me jump. Been frightened out of my life twice in the last couple of hours. First time, it was my fobile moan, which I had left on top of a tin lid which in turn I had left on a tiled surface, with the result that the vibration heralding the arrival of a text was turned into a most alarming noise.
And then there was a sort of soft explody noise from the sitting room succeeded by an unearthly wailing noise. Well that was Mrs B. Cat and Patchfaced Oaf having a border dispute through the window. He really, really wants to come in. He is very lonely with his people away, and I feel an utter heel seeing him sitting out there in the cold.
No chooks here, 'cos it’s Fox Central, innit?
Don’t feed the birds for the same reason
Sigh
Am emptying the bins, as itizz Black Bin day tomorrow
So pleased that more Raspberry Vodka is being made
Happy Sigh
Carinthia.xx
I am freezing so have retired to bed and my leccy duvet
I officially hate winter
I am glad for your pleasedness, Carinthia, though I’d pass (out) on the vodka.
I have been the happy recipient of three mahoosive jars of boozy fruits!
Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Ha
Was going to ask about the boozy fruits
Don’t ferget yer Gin, Soo
Itizz Ferkin’ Freezing out there
Carinthia.xx
We have ice on the roads, and I am going to bed with a blanket on top of the duvet. Goodnight, all!