Kitchen Garden Forum

Nah, he's on line, I've just seen him, he's lurking in the background with a hangover methinks.

The cheek, I attended as Jesse from the Fast Show, a most respectable and fully clothed yokel. Today I are mostly been busy doing things.

Got up and en-famile went to see mother in hospital, hmmm, at least that's done. Social Services have finally after over ten months assigned her a bed in a care home, but started muttering about an overspend on their budget.
Also visited sister & father's grave on the way home.

Then I actually went up the allotment and did some hard work. On thursday I had £900 of chainlink delivered, paid for by our landlord, so I started on the fencing at Gaynor's plot. Had to clear the previous tenants pile of "compost" from the current fence before I could make holes for the upright and its brace. Looks now that Gaynor has cut back the brambles, as thought the previous tenant dealt with weeds by piling them against the fence. Plot profile is abrupt 10" drop from the path, flat all the way to within 2' of the fence, then a 10" curved climb to the wire. So alot of shovelling down to the level of the original bottom straining wire.

The dog sat and sneered at all the other dogs walking past in the park, "I've got my very own personal park with a fence and my owner is repairing it to keep you out.".

So sitting here with a whisky, contemplating the dog giving me a dirty look for washing her bed, think she liked your perfume Chantal, she also keeps licking the carpet in the corner, think that's where Tigger was scoffing away.

Anyway, if Chantal spent the night in the dog's bed who the hell was it wearing a blonde wig and falsies that we loaded into a Taxi with Jopsy?
Wasn't you was it OH?

Oh dear.......

Trust me on this, I have NO need to wear falsies. Indeed with such accoutrements you'd be hard pushed (or have to push very hard) to get me INTO a taxi! So who did Jo go home with? I agree, OH is prime suspect (blond wig & falsies, ugh, the mind boggles )

Why did you feel the need to wash the dog's basket? I was well behaved and didn't dribble too much, plus left a lovely Gucci smell behind...

Hope you didn't mind me borrowing them Peter, they were hid under your work jacket, i would have worn anything if it meant sharing a taxi with Jopsy, i just had to make sure she got home safely, thats all honest.

and what a gentlewoman you were too OH!
that shade of brassy blonde really suits you it was rather bet lynch! i did have a false nail stuck in my feathers!
chantal did no one tell you that you threw up the sproloauvents?

Nope,not me Jo, I refused to eat them on the basis that my costume was a sprout and it would have smacked of cannibalism. More likely Peter's dog who was the only one daft enough to eat them!

Chantal wrote:Nope,not me Jo, I refused to eat them on the basis that my costume was a sprout and it would have smacked of cannibalism. More likely Peter's dog who was the only one daft enough to eat them!

I did tell you all, but you did not believe me, so I'll reppeat it again.

Each sprout vol-au-vont given to the dog was carefully carried in her mouth out to the kitchen and placed on top of the second plateful, you know the one I brought out at 11pm and you commented that I'd egg-brushed thoses before cooking and I muttered something and just handed he plate over.

Even the local crows seem to be avoiding the ones I put on the bird table. I'll try the rest on the out-laws.

Oh gross; and I ATE some of those? Bleeeaurrrrghhhhh

Good job I didn't have any.

There again - I may have licked one or two...............