It is noticeable that on our Birdie Palace the bluetits happily go inside the anti-pigeon cage to get at the seeds, while the dunnocks wait outside for the bits to be dropped.
(Orright, some of the dunnocks and a few of the robins are too plump to get through the bars easily.)
Particularly not the Bringer of Gin, Soo
The foxes here are Utterly Brazen, Gus,so I bet it was one of those Buggas
Not nice being spooked in oneās own home , though
Carinthia.xx
Love birds are tremendously noisy
I had a pair and I tried to get sleep with them in the house
They were rehomed
Bloody hell. Monday already.
Goodnight, Cellarites. I must just shove medication down the Growly Monster and then I am for me bed. She has stopped growling, by the way, and I havenāt encountered anything untoward outside. Like Granny Weatherwax, the scariest thing in my āgardenā is (or so I very much hope) me.
Gus xx
Aye, well, scrub that. She has done the Vanishing Trick. Am hardly amused at all. Heigh ho, no doubt she will resurface when it suits her (there is only so much peering under furniture looking for a shape-shifting mistress of camouflage one can usefully do). But I do want her to have the antibiotics. We have a dilemma. Actually no we donāt, we just have an upright Gus working very hard on becoming a diagonal one at the very least, if not fully horizontal. Actually, being horizontal was what I signed up for, mentāly, a while ago. Bloody cat.
But, and I meant to ask you this earlier, dere wee Bee - what is your gingerbread recipe?And I donāt expect you to get involved in laborious typings out. But you strike me as a wumman who knows her gingerbread, you seeā¦
Getting really quite cross / bored / diagonal now. The little sod is outside. Mocking me and being elusive. And no doubt sniggering in Cat. Curse this sudden mild, Springlike weather, it leads to ideas and independence. Canāt be doing with that kind of thing; furry little shite. Furry, obviously feeling much better little shite, though. Which is good.
Well, she has just come in. Jumped on the table in expectation of her ātreatsā with the tablets in and hoovered them down. With a very high estimation of herself and how welcome back she is. FLS. Good night once again, me dears. Or good morrow.
Or just 'good grief!'
G xx
Pore Gus!
Hints of blue in todayās sky, wivva Great Big Bird innit when I opened the curtains. Gorgeous creatures.
Oh Gus
I hope that you are making up for the lost sleep now
Carinthia.xx
Morning folk
Grey and precipitating here
Bacon butties and hot loaves in usual places
I am off to wrangle brioche dough into rolls and loaves
It grew most admirably in the fridge overnight
Orff to the Orsepiddle shortly, so will expect Bacon when I get backā¦
Carinthia.xx
Readies pan and bacon to cook bacon a la minute forra chatelaine
Scraps for a big breakfast/brunch ā¦ a speciality of mine.
Extra-smoked bacon in long chunky slices. cubes of chorizo (pre-warmed in the microwave to get off, & use, the oils that gives), mushrumps roughly broken into chunks, left-over new potatoes. All pan-fried & grated cheese chucked on as itās near finished ā¦ plus a fried egg.
All with Assam tea.
I may well not live as long as I might ā¦ but I will have tasted food.
I can make extra if people would like ?
Always, Armers dere.
I might add some black and/or white pud but I wonāt say youāre wrong to leave it out.
Pudding would work a treat Sparrer, but itās sadly lacking from the fridge & I donāt fancy catching my own.
Lobs over a brace of fresh caught puddens in both hues
Collapses onto chaise
Sprightly critters at this season arenāt they?
Thanks TāWellsie. The white ones are slower youāll find.
OK, a gurt panful is going on in a short while. Is anyone going to need fried bread with this ?
Ooh, I should think so.
(Thereās also red pudding, which is apparently popular in Scotland and parts of Finland, but I havenāt found any yet.)
Itās a standard dry spice recipe, Gus - one that was made by Mam. I donāt have much call for making it, now, but during their childhoods our two only had this or tealoaf as their home-made cakes. The occasional coffee and walnut cake too, thinking about it. Oh, and carrot cake.
Pidge excelled herself, last night - wot a little stinker! Iām afraid that her antics and your reactions made me laugh, a lot. Bad bee.
I hope that the Chatlaineās hospital visit is useful.
Soo xx
The real question is whether Gus has a lockable cat-flap.
