Wednesday, 29 July 2026

Getting There A Bit More

Nobody seems to sell blancmange powder any more, vital for my trifles as I hate cold custard.  Mrs Quilt has since supplied us with a dozen or more sachets which will keep us in trifle ingredients for a few years.

When Ferretfingers finally came home from hospital after his ankle infection (how simple that sounds!) we had weekly Community Nurse visits to clean the wound and replace his pico-vac dressing.

From Facebook Archives

29 July 2022 at 14:49

Late today as first thing this morning was taken up with making blancmange for Ferretfingers’ birthday tea. 
I usually make a trifle for birthday tea but Ferretfingers refuses to touch it.   
But if I make jelly, blancmange and whip in separate bowls he will put them together in his dish.
Tomorrow I shall be off before 8 to set up a LDNE stall at a craft fair in Errington Hall, Earsdon (near Whitley Bay) so if you're in the neighbourhood...
Mrs Quilt  Did you find proper blancmange?
Bentonbag   Fester found some sachets in Morrisons a while ago.
Mrs Quilt lucky!

29 July 2025 at 18.55

I was going to blog this morning but the carpet fitters arrived early and I didn't want to disturb them by going up and downstairs and in and out of the office too much.
Then there was Ferretfingers' birthday tea.
The fitters have done a lovely job - including shifting all the boxes and bags of books and yarn on the top landing.  Those are all now in Thunderthighs' penthouse and will have to be shifted back this evening.
The new stairs and landing carpet is 'fern green' slightly darker than the one that was put down in 2012, and it feels a lot plusher on the feet.

Adam was our community nurse today.  From now on he/they will be coming once a week, on a Tuesday, as a lot of the wound has closed and the rest is scab with skin growing underneath and 'a healthy blood supply'.  So another strange stab of emotion at the news, mostly relief I suppose.

Anyway those boxes won't shift themselves. ...


 

Tuesday, 28 July 2026

The Zeitgeist

From the Facebook Archives

28 July 2019 at 09:41
Last night in bed we did the Guardian Weekend quiz (not a euphemism) and got a paltry 9.
Fester "Who the hell knows about Katy Perry?"
Me “You're not au-fait with the zeitgeist.”
"I'm au-fait with my zeitgeist"
“That's not the same as everyone else's zeitgeist.”
"Maybe, but then I'm the only bloke I know with perfect taste."
Drummerman  So not suffering from weltschmerz then...
Bentonbag  Don't know.  What are the symptoms?  Can you get cream for it?
Drummerman  I’m told Dr Schadenfreude is an excellent source.
Bentonbag  I didn't ask for sauce I asked for cream.
Drummerman  OK, try Mr Munch, then https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scream
McChurch  "Au fait wiv `is zeitgeist"?  I know we`re all super enthusiastic Europeans, but let`s not get bleedin` carried away!


 

Monday, 27 July 2026

The Homemaker

Some days are days of plenty; others ones of slim pickings.  Today is one of the latter; yesterday one of the former.  Hence today another one of yesterday’s

From the Facebook Archives
26 July 2016 at 10.07
We are blessed with excellent next-door neighbours. 
They are diligent and caring cat-minders when we are away, and generous payers when Thunderthighs returns the favour with their cats.  
So my heart fell a little when I got this text yesterday morning.
"Does Thunderthighs deliver the Homemaker newspaper?"
Worrying that they may have got fed up with the noise and smell of the family I replied:
"No but we should still have the one that came with Saturday's Journal if you want it.  Ferretfingers hoards them.  We are out 'til tea time."
"Ah. In that case, does that explain the half-hundredweight of copies that are in our recycling bin?  I assumed they'd been dumped by a delivery person."
"Yes: it was a megameltdown & tantrum day and he'd already dug them out of our bin twice so I wz desper8.  He's 2 idle 2 go all the way 2 your bin."
"Ha OK That explains everything.  I couldn't work out if they were the surplus at the end of a delivery or something.  You get to give the lad credit, they were in pristine condition 😀"

Sunday, 26 July 2026

Cat Tales #45: Chat Eau?

Matilda 2000-2016

From Facebook Archives

26 July 2015 at 10:12
Yesterday afternoon, Benton Chippy being closed for refurbishment, Thunderthighs wanted to go to the pizzeria at FourLaneEnds to fetch his tea (a very good. pizzeria with excellent Italian coffee).   
Being shy he wanted me to accompany him as he hadn't been there before.  
It was persisting down so I put on my PeterStorm raincoat.   
When I let the cat out at dawn this morning I noticed the coat had fallen onto the floor in the hall. 
"I should pick that up" I thought in passing "or a cat will piddle on it" but I was mostly asleep so didn't.   
This morning I picked up the coat and it was dripping, and there was a small puddle on the hard floor where it had been.   
The problem is:  
Is it rain from yesterday that hasn't dripped off because it's been flat?   
Or is it chat eau?

The coat is currently hanging in the garden until I can tell one way or the other by smell.