Anthology of Short Posts

From Facebook Archives

7 March 2010 at 21:20

Have given up Farmville for Lent

Fifi D That's brill. I wish I'd given up FB!!! Xx

7 March 2011 at 19:24

Paganess‎ to Bentonbag

Bugger, was it today I was supposed to be coming over? Sorry!! Life seems to have revolved around trying to move Mercy to Heaton for the last 2 weeks, and working in Fir Tree. I would be free on Friday, but the van's having its suspension fixed. Will have to be Thursday or Friday next week I'm afraid

Bentonbag  No, it was meant to be last Friday but I could see you had a lot on. The teasles and wok aren't going anywhere or even off so don't worry. 

See you next week, if we're spared

Paganess  Woops! I am so sorry! Trying to sort this flat out for Mercy is just a nightmare, but I have to admit I forgot and Mercy and I went to Hexham to buy me a frock for the night out. Poor excuse really, but a nice frock😯

Bentonbag A new frock trumps a third hand wok any day of the week - with or without teasles 😉

7 March 2012 at 15:55

Hail!

5 minutes ago it was sunny and the washing nearly dry!!! 🙁

Ms Exlibris Freaky thing is....as I started reading that it was sunny here and before I got to the end it started hailing!

7 March 2013 at 17:07

An electrician has just landed with fans for the ensuite and bathroom - never a dull moment with Will Fixit building jobs ....

7 March 2014 at 09:51

From noon to 2pm today I shall be collecting for Marie Curie Cancer Care in Asda Byker - come and get a daffodil - I was most disappointed that there wasn't a daftdaffhat for me collecting in Morrison's.

7 March 2014 at 17:03

Nexus have automatically sent Ferretfingers his new disabled person's bus pass/companion card.  In fact they've sent him two, both with his photo on so there's no way anyone else can use one (not that we'd let them anyway)

Bess Cavalier Keep one as a spare in case the other one gets lost.

 

7 March 2016 at 23:37

Mrs Leftfoot  Another great night out with Bentonbag.  This time to see Martin Carthy at The Cumberland. Inspirational!

Looking forward to next month's excursion.... Wonder where it will be?!

Mrs Melodeon  Great night. Lovely to see you both.

Mrs Leftfoot  Lovely to share the evening with you two too!!!

Ms Marx  Was he at the Cumberland? How did I miss that?

Mrs Leftfoot Yes! And I don't know!......

.....he was very good though. As ever.

 

 

 

Spring Wii Household Duties

From Facebook Archives

5 March 2010 at 13:02

Have hung the washing on the line outside for the first time this year.  It might be spring!

Strawangel  Yes, it's a lovely blustery day

Bentonbag  The polo shirts are almost dry enough to iron already

5 March 2011 at 19:14

My shoulders wish I hadn't been quite so enthusiastic on Wii boxing yesterday evening

5 March 2012 at 12:50

First frog in the pond

5 March 2023 at 13.33

Household duties call...

Mrs Leftfoot  Hilarious.   I have spent the whole weekend thinking about doing some housework...went in the garden instead.

Drummerman  We’ve got an indoors one.  Much more convenient.

Mrs Leftfoot  Garden?

Miss Doozer  That's what voicemail is for

Jay Mural  I’m not listening

Medical Independence

From Facebook Archives

4 March 2021 at 10.46

The boys have just had their annual medical review with our lovely GP, over the telephone for social distancing purposes. Obviously I spoke for Ferretfingers but Thunderthighs is able to speak for himself.  

Last year the review was scheduled for the day Ferretfingers came out of hospital, so I couldn't be with him and he went up and did it alone.   

A big step forward. 

This year I handed the phone to him, said "I'm leaving the room now so you can have privacy" and went into the kitchen.   

This was quite a big step for me as the instinct to help/interfere is strong.

All is well, neither have increased in weight (Thunderthighs may have lost a little) both need to take more green veg/fruit and move more.

Plus ca change as they say in foreign parts.

Miss Doozer  Hey, don't we all ? Sounds like a pretty good outcome given all the everything.

Ms Exlibris  To be fair just about everyone is in the same boat this year, so that's a pretty good outcome I'd say.

 

Where is Edna?

 

When Phil and I moved here in 1987 there were two garden gnomes in the middle of the lawn which he decided were the household gods and called them Lares and Penates.

Over the years they have been joined by other gnomes gifted by friends or found, and some of them are dedicated to lost friends and family.  With the exception of Bruce the beheaded cherub whose namesake is still, I hope, alive and well, and the teddy in memory of Paula (whose anniversary is today).

Many years ago Middlesister gave me two little cream ceramic garden fairies, about five inches tall.   

One sits on a toadstool, legs akimbo, so like how Mum used to sit that I called her Elsie.  She resides in a broken rumtopf-pot.  This was originally a gift from Bigbrother which I didn’t want to throw away when it got slightly smashed.  She sits in a suntrap protected from the wind; Mother hated draughts.

The other was slightly more glamorous, on one leg supported by foliage, wings extended about to fly, with her hands holding back her windswept hair.  Slightly damaged after an accident with the mower where she lost a foot and a wing, Edna, named after our maternal auntie, stood in a broken bowl below Elsie’s pot.  The effect was a sort of cataract without the water.

A couple of weeks ago I noticed Edna wasn’t there.  I assumed she’d been knocked into the pond by some night-time animal.  I’ve frequently had to pull Bruce and Fred (named for Fester’s father) out of the pond.

I had a poke around the detritus in the bottom of the pond with a stick – no joy.  Drew an old open fruit basket through to see if that might catch her.  This cleared out quite a few twigs and muck, which is all to the good, but no Edna.

Eventually on Saturday I donned a rubber glove and had a good feel around.

At one point I thought I’d got her, but then my hand was kicked as the frog freed himself.

Edna is definitely not in the pond.

But where has she gone?

She’s not shiny and far too big for a magpie or jackdaw to steal.

There are rodents, but how and why would they take her?

Miss Doozer suggests it might have been a fox.

It’s a mystery.