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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

KEEPING CHICKENS


I must admit I knew nothing about the keeping of chickens. My son-in-law told me that where he is employed, the proprietor of large fishing lakes, and holiday cottages, keeps chickens. One Cockrell, and ten Hens, who all have names, the Cockrell, being named BRAINS. He is a thoughtful type, because he makes sure the Hens all tuck into their food first, and if a Rat is seen prowling about, the Cockrell spreads his wings around the Hens, so that the Rat cannot get near the food.
Camilla.

Goat

Managed to put the photo of my mountain goat on my blog site, finally.

Intrigue!!!!!!!!!

KittyB says it ISNT her in the photos!!! (you didnt post them, did you Blossom?) Bu-ut......they COULD be her basque and sling-back wellies!!!!!!!
SO! Just who has been secretly raiding Kitty's wardrobe and giving the gardener a helping hand in the Ha-ha!????????
Anybody else noticed any strange items missing? Quick-go check!

Blown away by Le Chateau

Because you are my friends out there I wanted to share this with you. I always get slightly stressed when a new bunch of guests appear. Supposing they don't feel the same way about Le Chateau as I do ? supposing there are frowns as I give them the tour, I ALWAYS worry.

And then suddenly the drive is full of cars as they all appear, 13 to be exact, and then we begin the tour to explain the house. And oh, the look on their faces as they were led from room to room. I won't say more because I don't need to do self promotion here, but in five minutes I felt real good and knew I had got it right. And that just means an awful lot to me.

Money Washing

Well I borrowed Blossom's kitbag and managed to cram in about £30K in Purplecoombe £12 pound notes. There's a bit of a funny smell about and it's not printing fluid. Charley Farley the Purplecoombe Bobby gave me a few old fashioned looks at the Purplecoombe Junction as I waited for the Lunnon Express, which only stops at 28 stations before it arrives at Pooh station. What's that dear? Oh Paddington station, well I knew it was some kind of bear. I've got to meet my fence Dirty Gerty at the Green Duck pub at the Elephant and Castle, she's promised me a good deal. If any of you want anything brought back make a list and I'll ring in the morning before I return. What's that dear? Oh it's money laundering. Such a quaint expression.

R&R - such bliss!!!!!

Just grabbing a bit of R&R here before tumbling back in to the fray!
I've been in communicado owing to sick babies - very scary (Countrymousie so glad to hear the Heiress is OK - horrid being there) - builders, birthday parties, barns, parents, grannies-in-law, deadlines and work!
Now having to severely restrict access for a couple of weeks as directory deadline looming and just not enough hours in the day - it's worse than cramming for exams and I long for it to be over! Have that really sick in the tummy sort of feeling like when you know you've forgotten something deadly important but can't remember ...

Remember dinger's book?

Back in March and April on CL's forum there were various topics about the book Mandy's Fairies written/put together by dinger for her late daughter Mandy who died of leukemia. She was helped in all this by her sister, shedheaven.

The book has now been published and sales are doing excellently, and you can find the various messages/chats by going to the site and searching for Mandy's Fairies.
Who's this troll??? could it be RagRug??

Confessions of a serial mower - get a load of this

Well mateys, Ive had a rummin old comment/visit on my blog - it is www.telamamaria.blogspot.com and it looks most peculiar - someone trot over there for me as I do not do spanish - or have they read about my Goddaughter I wonder - blimely - someone help me out here - is it a porn site - it looks like silicone valley - oh er!!! HELP. If it is what it looks like - should I restrict my site or what!

Online link

On the other side they are getting a link so they will know who is online. Can we have one of these as well? Please....

New kid on the block...

Hello, I'm the new girl - in my brand new skool uniform and ever-so shiny shoes - looking forward to meeting you all (so to speak). Please call round for cyber tea and biscuits at my blog, anytime.

......Hope there's not going to too much homework and please-please-please absolutely NO Hockey!

The Intruder dealt with



Well done Grouse for your quick thinking and all you girls for acting so promptly. So the man from Orffcuts has left . . .in a bit of a hurry too. Apparently the smallest dog was indeed attached to the broom and bit the wretched man – who thought he was hallucinating (being bitten by a mop head) . . . and his delicate state of mind was not helped by Mme G when she finally let him out of the cupboard . . I gather she hadn't had time to shave today, or scrub her underwear.

He was last seen running down the driveway – after being punished by Matron. Rumours are that he was wearing a very fetching Janet Jaeger outfit . . trailing bandages and shouting mummy . . very odd – well done Pipany and Fennie. He was also being attacked by a furious mother duck whom I gather he had disturbed in the shower. Mousie could you mop up the mess dear – and no not with that poor little dog. Oh I see . .mmmm . . he does seem to like it doesn't he . . .

Blossom could I have a word with you in private about the tackroom dear. I had to let the squaddie out of your gymn bag – he was about to be declared awol and was starting to smell a bit. Don't cry dear I'm sure he will write. Oh dear what is that smell!

Toady – sorry you are going to have to move our Press! And I don't think the queen has three eyes dear, now does she? You might need to adjust the plates AGAIN. No sorry dear I don't think it is an improvement on the two noses and beard.

Good grief is that the same gardener . . . mmmmm . . . .he has lost weight hasn't he and in all the right places . . . Kitty don't do that dear, no dear he is a gardener not a fashion model . . oh really . . and he can prune roses too . . .ok! He looks a bit wet though – maybe a towel . . . uh huh . . mmmmm. . . . oil you say – he won't go rancid will he dear?

Inthemud I think we had better take all our Rhubarb wine bottles to the re-cycling bank – after dark we don't want the villagers of Purplecoombe commenting like they did last time. Sally perhaps you could help and do a few trips in Mr offcuts little white van.

Think we had better move the cadbury's chocolate lorry down to the underground car park girls. Best we dismantle the lorry and sell the parts on Ebay! And triple everyone's chocolate rations – who is chocolate monitor this week?

Just for now we can hide all the lipstick in the beehives – bees seem to love it.

Quick girls quick – hop to it – I think our Tesco delivery is arriving . . . .sigh . . . another lorry to dismantle and sell . . and yet another chap to employ as a gardener. Mousie shame on you putting lippy on the mower like that!

Snailbeachshepherdess - no dear none of our ducks are green – sit down and have a coffee dear and we will explain it all to you. Then perhaps you would like to knit a throw for this rather stained white sofa – honestly who gave us a white sofa – living in the country . . .oh I see. . . . .

Oh dear I think I had better go back to bed . . . that Pick me up wot I brewed is NOT working . . . I fell really dizzy again AND what IS that smell! Maaaattrrooooooooon . . . . wailey wailey . . . . .

Headmistress is Brewing a Pick Herself Up



............................Please stop her the smell is dreadful ( I thought to begin with it was my squaddie in my gym bag) and it will do her no good at all.


Send for something from the Health Food shop before we are all taken ill with the "pong"


I am sending some goodies by courier they will be with her when he manages to get off the grass.


Blossom

WRONG PLACE. APOLOGIES

Sorry, I really did not mean to put this here, it was meant to go on my blog page so as to have less chance of offending anyone.
Please is it moveable?

People of sensitive disposition - DON'T READ THIS

It’s amazing what Tesco can do these days
One day, leaning on the bar, Jack says to Mike
"My elbow hurts like hell. I suppose I'd better see a Doctor!"
"Listen, don't waste your time down at the surgery," Mike replies.
"there's a new diagnostic computer at Tesco Pharmacy. Just give it a urine
sample and the computer will tell you what's wrong, and what to do about
it. It takes ten seconds and only costs five quid.....a lot quicker and
better than a doctor and you get Club card points".
So Jack collects a urine sample in a small jar and takes it to Tesco. He
deposits five pounds and the computer lights up and asks for the urine
sample.
He pours the sample into the slot and waits. Ten seconds later, the
computer ejects a printout:
"You have tennis elbow. Soak your arm in warm water and avoid heavy
activity. It will improve in two weeks".
That evening while thinking how amazing this new technology was, Jack
began wondering if the computer could be fooled. He mixed some tap water,
a stool sample from his dog, urine samples from his wife and daughter and
the cat, and masturbated into the mixture for good measure. Jack hurried
back to Tesco, eager to check what would happen. He deposits five pounds,
pours in his concoction, and awaits the results.
The computer printed the following:
1) Your tap water is too hard. Get a water softener from hardware section.
2) Your cat's having kittens. Get a vet
3) Your dog has ringworm. Bathe him with anti-fungal shampoo from our pet
section.
4) Your daughter has a cocaine habit. Get her into rehab.
5) Your wife is pregnant. Twins. They aren't yours. Get a lawyer, call our
legal services.
6) And if you don't stop playing with yourself, your elbow will never get
better.
Thank you for shopping at Tesco.

No comment's?????

On my blog page i've put a photo of a 6ft 4 18yr old soldier dressed as a girl !! odd i know ,but i said it was Me !! and not one of you has made a comment where you all being polite ????? or did you really think it was???

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Matron is Back!!!!!


Hurrah hurrah and 3 cheers, skool sossages stand on their heads for Matron is out of the san, stronger and more vibrant and beautiful hem-hem than ever!!! She has missed her visits to the chambers of Purple Towers but is at present striding down the corridors singing her loud troll-songs swinging a bottle of Calpol with gay abandon. Hello hello and thrice hello it's so good to be back me hearties I have missed you all terribly! Get that small dog off the end of that mop Janitor and give her a biscuit . . .

Now what is to be done with Headmistress, the lergy has attacked her sumfink roten and she is refusing to lie down and take it easy, instead much waily waily issues from her chambers as she tries to tackle tasks beyond her enfeebled state - she needs more flowers! Pies! Chocolate! Janitor put the small dog back on the end of that pole and give her a hand for heavens' sake . . .

What is happening?!!

Something is going wrong here 'cos I don't have the list of people down the side and I can't get on to see who has blooged er, I mean blogged, and I was in the middle of reading them.

Also, I would like to know why I have what looks like a wee rubbish bin at the bottom of my comments. Is this some sort of assessment of my computing skills??!!

Don't you ever let me hear you complain about your eye sight again!


Nice to know that failing eyesight has its advantages although I suspect it helps to have talent to start with though .. click on the link above .. I wonder if I tried shutting my eyes to paint my work might improve a little..

Uh oh

Who broke it?

FOR PONDSIDE from Countrymousie




This leaflet arrived in the post this morning and I know someone who has one of her own and might like it. My scanner is playing up, again, so have photographed it which is why it looks rather odd.
I am now about to post a blog - I have tried a bit of poetry this morning. See what you think.

26 years together

Just remembered that we have been married 26 years today!! He's forgotten too! Seeing as how we didn't do anything for our 25th you'll realise if not understand our attitude to these things.
He's suffering from a drug reaction and is covered in a terrible rash which itches like mad, so isn't a happy bunny. We are off shortly to hid grandaughters' school for Granparents Day. Then this evening we have a Women's Institute Group meeting in our Hut at which we expect to entertain about 70 members and there aren't many of us so I can't rat on them! There you are! There always seems to be something on May 16th. And after all those May birthdays so beautifully celebrated! I'm sure we'll fit in a toast at some time before bed.
Will tell you about the Group meeting, if it's worth it, tomorrow.
I cant get onto the site where it says one has blogged, dont know why. So......I have written a bit, about mountain goats mainly, and without the photo I wanted to put on.

Helpy Helpy Please

Ive just done a blog for today on this site instead of my own! Grrrrrrrrr! Just noticed it in time - so saved it into Draft - how do I change it to my site - very simple instructions please

Sorry to summon you all by the bell- its an emergency!

Headmistress we are SOOO sorry but we didn’t know what else to do!!!!!!

I only popped in with a Brenda story for Blossom and stopped for a quick chat when this chap came wandering downstairs with a clipboard- I wouldn’t have suspected a thing……..strange men wandering up and downstairs? Nothing unusual, but eagle-eye Ex J spotted the green duck on his lapel and had the presence of mind to challenge him. He mumbled something about…..what was it- bedsteads…no!-OFFCUTS? Anyway I was about to tell him we burnt all ours when I noticed a folder headed ‘Health and Safety’ sticking out of his bag. Then he asked the way to the LAB! Well we couldn’t let him in there……..with Toady’ printing press and all those new notes and everything…….so we sent him to the cellar. Clever old Pipany distracted him (were they Janet Raeger, P?- very nice!) whilst I snatched the file and passed it to Faith. We were just panicking, remembering Matron’s ‘still when Mm G came ROARING down the corridor and manhandled him into the broom cupboard!
The file was full of stuff! He found the ducks in the shower, Mousie, the empty bottles in the laundry baskets, some photos of Kitty (is it just me or has the gardener lost weight?) It said something about a gambling licence……not for our little card evenings, surely?….and worse-----he knows what you do in the tack-room, Blossom!
He’s reported 3 cases of wine, 5 of chocolate and 2 of children (but they were grandchildren so they don’t count do they?.) Also there was one lipstick injunction but that’s been dropped-turned out to be lip salve.
So what to do? We just heard some whimpering coming from the broom cupboard but that could be the smallest dog stuck on a mop-handle again (must get the janitor to get Matron a decent mop or some new glasses) Mm G is still jammed against the door and is turning a strange colour………

We don’t know what to do…………..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…………….