Saturday, July 05, 2008

what can I say

it was BRILLIANT!

Suze

And CB you can ride Freddie next time!

Jax and you come too!

Pete - apparently the answer is YES, although I don't know a) how in charge I was or b) how legal it is.

Dave - rubbish it was the man in the petrol station.

Betty - not the ones that were smoking, they had to stay outside.

Geoff someone told me another horse/pub joke last night but I can't remember it - it will come back to me . . .

Jax Again, horses can see very well in the dark but I can't so we came home for about 9.30. (We had been out since 6.30!) Suze gets a bit spooky when it's dusk, she doesn't like car headlights, thinks they're tigers.

Dinah - Not PK I'm afraid, more Steptoe! Freddie - the thought is too frightening to contemplate! As it was Suze was shouted at for trompling on the marigolds and eating a hangbasket.

Kaz - funnily enough, my granny used to always refer to me as Calamity Jane - can't think why.

Mig - she does know her way home, lucky that!

Donn - they were singularly remiss in providing hitchin' rails for horses to be stolen from - I shall suggest it immediately. If anyone took liberties with Freddie he wouldn't just buck them, he'd then stamp them into the ground and bite their heads off. There's no messin' with the Fredster!
Less they bought him a drink of course, then he's anybody's.

Friday, July 04, 2008

TFIF or whatever

Tonight I am going to the pub.

Not with Himself oh no!

With some like minded individuals, all women of a certain age and all...













on horseback!

I've never done a horseback pub crawl before. I don't suppose it should be termed a crawl because the horses won't be crawling, they're not drinking. Suze doesn't even like beer.
I wonder if it's against the law to be under the influence aboard a horse? I shan't ask in case it is.
Ignorance is a defense right?

I am recording the final episode of Criminal Justice so don't tell me who dun it till I've watched it please. I hope it's not going to be a stupid ending where we don't find out and Ben goes down for it anyway, or indeed Ben gets off but we still don't know. It's something to do with the other murder isn't it?

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

reciprocation

In exchange for you telling me what these are and why the Army have plonked them on the Plain, I will tell you something I learned today:



A Persil gel tablet, even with its unique blue layer, does not work in the dishwasher.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Cina gro

For a while now I have tried to be holier than thou* and have bought organic and Fair Trade produce whenever I can. It salves my conscience a bit about the fact that I’m too lazy to be a vegetarian when I really don’t want to eat anything that has a face.

Recently I have gone a step further and now have an organic vegetable box delivered. (Polishes halo*). I’ve just taken receipt of box number 2 and in it was this:

What the **** am I supposed to do with that? I think it might be a type of cabbage but I’m not at all certain!

This is the second time I’ve been sent broad-beans (with their coats on) and the second time I’ve had to denude them. I quite enjoyed that – I felt quite earth motherish, I may have to buy something floaty made of cheesecloth and a pair of clogs. (But not those nasty plastic croc things, yeuch).

The potatoes though, are a nightmare. They are more mud than potato. Even offering to pay assorted offspring has not been enough to encourage anyone to get down and dirty with these potatoes. Do they really have to be grown in something akin to clay and concrete to be organic? I’ve blocked the damn sink now and Himself is not going to be pleased.

I’ve just found out what the cabbage thing is for!

*I may get to heaven yet.