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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:38 am
by oldherbaceous
Dear Chantal, thank you, you have brightened my day.

Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 10:36 am
by Parsons Jack
oldherbaceous wrote:Dear Chantal, thank you, you have brightened my day.

A visit from a young lady at 3.45 in the morning, and you
still want your day brightened

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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 10:48 am
by oldherbaceous
Dear P.J, I must say the young lady was an absolute stunner, but Chantal is a good friend and also has looks to equal the young lady

, so it meant a lot.

Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 12:05 pm
by alan refail
It's a long wait for the bus to Milton Bryan, but it'll be worth it when we get there.
Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2008 9:49 pm
by Geoff
Friend came to visit this weekend who hasn't been for a while. When he noticed I was putting shredded newspaper in the compost he wondered if it would slow the process down. "How come?" I asked. "Well the worms might find an interesting bit and stop to read instead of munching on". Might have to review what I am doing!
Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 5:13 am
by oldherbaceous
Dear Geoff, i do like to find something to make me smile in the morning, and that was it.

Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 9:19 pm
by Geoff
Just potted up some seedlings - didn't see that on the transfer deadline day thread!
Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 5:27 am
by oldherbaceous
Looks like everyone else had an early night, as well as myself, there was nothing for me to read this morning.

Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 11:25 pm
by alia
Tea really is a cure-all. i (briefly) worked at a mental hospital in London. was hanging out before my shift in the attached walled garden, soaking up what last little bits of serenity i could, when the (very young) security guard comes running in waving his flashlight nervously. Turns out a vagrant had been sleeping there (rather than the jailbreak we all feared. there was a locked ward, did i mention?)... 'You can't stay here! It's a mental hospital!' he said, nervously... The vagrant was cool, gathered his things... then the security guard said, rather nervously, 'Would you like a cup of tea?' The offer was politely declined... but I dined out on that story for weeks.

Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 5:46 am
by oldherbaceous
Dear Alia, a lovely story, for a lovely morning, well it will be when it gets light enough to see it.
Think i will have another cup of tea.
