Here’s
an image a friend captured this weekend when we were consulting diaries for the
next Coven. Shame
about the pen-lid-in-the-gob.
From Facebook Archives ...
5 October 2009 at 21:20 ·
Found
Glengettie tea on sale in Tesco's Kingston Park - Fferfryn yng Nchymru ers
cenedlaethau - means I don't have to smuggle a stash across the border from
CK's Supermarket or the Co-op Llandeilo.
5 October 2009 at 22:14 ·
Have been
doing the domestic goddess bit today - grocery shopping, gardening, laundry,
ironing and bleaching the bathroom and bogs - oh the glamour of it all ...
5 October 2010 at 18:23 ·
Fester
has been to his snoring appointment at the Freeman Hospital and they're going
to lend us a machine to measure his "airway efficiency" whilst
sleeping. That ought to be fun with the
potential for Ferretfingers to fiddle with it and the cat to chew through
something!
Fester is having lunch with people from the University Farm at Zizzi's in Grey Street.
He's just rung me because he can't find it, asking me to Google it and give him directions.
What's wrong with going into a shop and asking?
Or asking a policeman or traffic warden?
Is it me????
BTW the map on the Zizzi website is crap
Bess
Cavalier I
don't remember Grey Street being so confusing that you couldn't find what you
were looking for, mind you that was 30 years ago ...
Miss
Fiddle Isn't
it in Eldon Square?
Mr
Mull Welcome
to the connected world. I have been phoned by my daughters for info on
directions, tubes and trains. I have
phoned them to find us accommodation at the last minute when our booked
accommodation let us down. On one
occasion daughter A phoned me to find out where a large fire was exactly. Phoning Mull to get information on what is
happening in London seems strange but it worked.
So before going out this morning I phoned my mobile to try and find it and the arse pocket of my trousers started to ring #oldagecomesnotalone as my Granma used to say!
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