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12 May 2016 at 23:09
Tonight's
torchlit score 10 snails and 2 frogs in the pond.
I wonder why the frogs aren't at all bothered
by being looked at by torchlight but shoot out of sight if your shadow falls on
them in day time.
12 May 2021 19:4l
So I'm
sat here browsing weather vanes on't'internet when I hear Felix yowling.
Find him glaring underneath the spare bed in Ferretfingers'
room.
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Got Thunderthighs
down to witness it.
No amount of verbal
cajoling would get her out.
In the end I
ordered all doors shut, Fester to open the back door, Thunderthighs to stand at
the foot of the loft stairs and went and fetched a broom.
She left most reluctantly and slunk out the
back door, only to stop and sit down just past the doormat to have a stare out
with Teddy.
I'm
wondering whether to go around to No3 and ask if she's ever home!
Fester
says "She's a cat after Mrs Float's heart".
Miss
Doozer Get a water pistol.
12 May 2023
Theoretically
yesterday was a day with only one, early, appointment and the rest to myself
but I have no idea where it went.
Although
I did plant parsnip, lettuce, radish and the last of the packet of broad beans
in raisedbed#4, and another tub with potatoes that had chitted under the
kitchen sink.
And
brought one load of washing in and put another out.
Oh, and
popped down to see The Squireen with her birthday card.
Then
there was an emergency WI committee meeting on zoom as the people at Happy
Hooves have covid and can't bring the alpacas to the meeting on Monday.
More like
a Victoria Wood script or Dulcie Domum every day...
Grey and
damp out there, back into leggings after wearing shorts and a dress yesterday.
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