Wasn't she lucky! For if she had been wimpy, more than usual, that little bit of wind yesterday might have put her off and she'd thought "I'll go tomorrow instead".. for to be sure, only fools, market folk and Library users go out in weather like what we are having in London today!
Rain and wind.. grrrr.. but never mind, for what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger, or so they say, and as she is still alive, she surely has excercised a couple of muscles by managing to stay upright as she crossed over the Kings Road and walked down Sydney Street into St.Luke's gardens.. whoosh!
Where that wicked old wind has torn several branches off trees and all of the flowers are wishing that they had not bloomed yet! Granny Jo, who is upstate New York, has told us it is snowing! Gulp, that means we'll probably get it soon.. ten days would be slap bang on her fortieth anniversary!
But home again, home again jiggedy-jig she came and I KNOW there's a tub of goaty curd for me in WW, I wonder if she'll give it to or if she will hide it away in chilly-white larder?
She may because she was given a glorious loaf of Rye bread from the baker at Parson's Green Farmer's Market, also two scrummy doughnuts with very delicious fillings. But having been given such treats, she might, she just might feel guilty about hiding MY pot of curd.
Baccy for the Parson.. Brandy for the Squire.. Cherry Vodka for the Goaty mum.
Now it is time for our (very late) lunch, two Salmon fillets are on the work surface. Yes folks, fish is the dish for today, along with Polish Salad, a slurp of Beetroot juice for her and water for me. Then we are pulling up the drawbridge and settling in for the duration. Thank goodness little shed and its' roof are secure.
A lot of wind damage has happened to big shed but nothing that cannot be fixed, think of an entire NEW ROOF! Sigh.. but it isn't going to happen until she manages to get Rob and a couple of his guys down there, for it is not a job for one person with none of the right tools or ladders. So let's forget about tomorrow.. for tomorrow never comes!
She has work to do, like finding out if any trains are running anywhere this coming week, for it seems that SouthWestern, in their wisdom, have most of their track up this coming week for engineering works and guess what next week end is.. Yes.. It's EASTER.
I can't eat chocolate, however, I am known to be just crazy-daisy for a Hot Cross Bun.. or two! But now I must be away to supervise the griddling of our fish-the-dish.
FlapFlap.. I'm outward bound for YumYum HQ.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 29th, 2015.
Rain and wind.. grrrr.. but never mind, for what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger, or so they say, and as she is still alive, she surely has excercised a couple of muscles by managing to stay upright as she crossed over the Kings Road and walked down Sydney Street into St.Luke's gardens.. whoosh!
Where that wicked old wind has torn several branches off trees and all of the flowers are wishing that they had not bloomed yet! Granny Jo, who is upstate New York, has told us it is snowing! Gulp, that means we'll probably get it soon.. ten days would be slap bang on her fortieth anniversary!
But home again, home again jiggedy-jig she came and I KNOW there's a tub of goaty curd for me in WW, I wonder if she'll give it to or if she will hide it away in chilly-white larder?
She may because she was given a glorious loaf of Rye bread from the baker at Parson's Green Farmer's Market, also two scrummy doughnuts with very delicious fillings. But having been given such treats, she might, she just might feel guilty about hiding MY pot of curd.
Baccy for the Parson.. Brandy for the Squire.. Cherry Vodka for the Goaty mum.
Now it is time for our (very late) lunch, two Salmon fillets are on the work surface. Yes folks, fish is the dish for today, along with Polish Salad, a slurp of Beetroot juice for her and water for me. Then we are pulling up the drawbridge and settling in for the duration. Thank goodness little shed and its' roof are secure.
A lot of wind damage has happened to big shed but nothing that cannot be fixed, think of an entire NEW ROOF! Sigh.. but it isn't going to happen until she manages to get Rob and a couple of his guys down there, for it is not a job for one person with none of the right tools or ladders. So let's forget about tomorrow.. for tomorrow never comes!
She has work to do, like finding out if any trains are running anywhere this coming week, for it seems that SouthWestern, in their wisdom, have most of their track up this coming week for engineering works and guess what next week end is.. Yes.. It's EASTER.
I can't eat chocolate, however, I am known to be just crazy-daisy for a Hot Cross Bun.. or two! But now I must be away to supervise the griddling of our fish-the-dish.
FlapFlap.. I'm outward bound for YumYum HQ.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 29th, 2015.
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