Ladyhawke. Just because.
Glad to hear everyone’s OK - I was beginning to worry.
Um. From a position of complete ignorance, I would have to toss a coin. But there’s a better way to decide this - Fight! Fight! Fight!
Tsk tsk
I suggest a quaffing competition to decide Gus
Much more fun for all
That would work better if we had not both gone to bed…
Goodnight all.
True, one cannot quaff while horizontal. Thattiz how, or at least why, drips were invented. By medical students, I imagine…
Yeah, if you go lying under the tap, it keeps moving at you.
Home zafe and orfz to me nezt.
I have just asked for an 'Normous Slammer on the Spinach Fred…
Smiles Loudly…
Carinthia.xx
And one has been proffered you on there. I am increasingly confident that The Wasp In The Case was a theoretical stripy little git, not an actual and recent offender. Phew
Gus xxx
zz snerk wha? Oh right, it’s my turn on Early Bird.
Oi, worms, c’mere and be et.
No? Right, back to me gin ‘n’ seed then.
yardarm
Morning all
Butties of the bacon and hot loaves on the table
A platter for a tired wee birdie by the nest
I do enjoy the occasional bacon buttie breakfast that I haven’t made for myself. Thank you.
The cellar has always run on bacon butties and BMs for the vitamins therein
It’s a balanced diet innit?
Tomato juice
Celery
Lemon/lime in spiritous liquors
Grapes in wine
Hops in beer
5 a day easily taken
And bacon izza vegetable anyway. (Pigs grow in orchards, under apple trees. They’re obviously some sort of fungus.)
And usually dives into gin…
Good point, juniper berries and potatoes too.
We are all such healthy eaters we should be running a health farm offering a cure to worrying about the health of your diet
Phew. Here you are.
The breadmaker has been busy - loaves for us and a small white for MiL, who can’t tolerate fibre very well and is hacked off with shop-bought. We’ll be taking her to a garden centre, tomorrow, as she wants to get busy in her garden (she’s 94).
I have, today, discovered that a friend of ours has dementia and her family are looking for a ‘home’. She’s in her early 70s. It’s strange how the dice rolls so differently for folks.
Cross-threading, Mr Soo and I have thoroughly enjoyed copious amounts of kale in our evening repast. It was delish, Hedgers.
Soo xx
All the less of it that anyone will expect me to eat.