Wednesday, 27 August 2014

What did you say?

First of all, I am sorry you have not had the benefit of any of my comments on your own posts recently - this is because Blogger keeps telling me I am not following anyone, so I haven't seen them. No matter how much I refresh the page, I still seem to be alone.

For all I know, I could be missing out on some real gems and I hope I can see all yours by the time I get back tonight. For now, I am going to imagine what you all might be saying behind my back - well some of you, anyway.

Cro will be talking about food. It could be the beginning of the mushroom season down there, whereas we have to wait for another month or so. It is only a matter of time before he asks us about what he can do with all those quinces.

Rachel will - no doubt - make a passing reference to Manchester United losing 4 - 0 to an under 14s team from nowhere.

Brismod will be looking forward to the Summer and getting her man to put a fresh coat of paint on the portico.

The Hattats will have seen a couple of operas with a good friend who also happens to be an interior designer, in between taking in a couple of exhibitions with a beautiful and floppy boy.

Sarah Toa will have mentioned a couple of 19th century whalers and included a few shots of a breath-takingly beautiful inlet, only approachable by sea.

Weaver may have made a little trip to Harrogate, just to sample the toffee - teeth allowing.

John will have completed an arduous night-shift, only to arrive home to find the floor, walls and ceiling of his cottage covered in dog-shit.

Cher will have shown off her topiary and roses, having generously allowed us through her garden gate.

Iris may have mentioned Berlin from the far-off perspective of the USA, in contrast to Britta's more immediate viewpoint, and the two will never be reconciled.

Heron will have cast a few hexes on me, their awesome power and potency undiminished as they flash through the universe, all the way from Ireland.

Donna may have mentioned a couple of piggies.

Joanna will have got the wrong end of the stick, but in a charming and caring sort of way.

Jack@ will have said something Carry-On risque, followed by XXXXXX!

Sherry may have put me right on a couple of mistakes, possibly to do with who is alive and who is dead.

The Country Girl will have bottled a few pots of jam, taking as much care over the labels as the contents.

I know I have missed about 100 of you out, but this is only because I have to go and move £250,000 worth of marble six inches in one direction - again - without breaking it, but you are always in my thoughts.

I wonder what I would have written about this morning?

33 comments:

  1. I suggest you look at mine and cast at few stones at Rotherham Council. I will give you a blogger tutorial later as it seems you need one.

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    1. I would, but I still cannot get anyone else's posts without trawling through my own lists below, which I didn't even choose.

      For instance, it still includes rants from mentally disturbed Christians.

      I look forward to the tutorial.

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    2. If it's a lesson in simple-minded, unthinking and insensitive rants, then don't bother. I'm already quite good at those without help from you.

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    3. What's got into you tonight?

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    4. Me? Just get on with the tutorial. I am interested to hear what you have to offer

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    1. Oooooooooooo! Rachel, more like. See above.

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  3. That old cherry eh' golly gosh!
    Actually old boy I don't do hexes leave that stuff to witches and their like.
    What else - to quote an old song "Lonely without you " I'm not!
    Have a nice day Sonny Jim.

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    1. You are so charmingly old-fashioned in your abuse. That should stand you in good stead with the care-workers.

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    2. I have just relayed your comment to Mrs H. She laughed out loud and now I don't know who to trust....

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    3. Well it's not me, that's for sure. It's too late to put your trust in anyone but her now, sad to say. Let's hope it was not misplaced.

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  4. You, like most of us,
    Have written a blog about shite

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    1. My blogs ARE shite, never mind about it.

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  5. My blogger list keeps disappearing too - you are not alone. I thought your post summed our bloggers up pretty well - made me chuckle anyway.

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    1. Sorry Sue, I left you out. You're just too accommodating!

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  6. What a beautiful community you have x

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  7. Wrong... I'm promoting the use of nuclear weapons on ISIS. Mushrooms, yes; but mushroom clouds!

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    1. They already used radio-active in the second Gulf War. Uranium-tipped shells, etc.

      The trouble with 'tactical' nuclear weapons is that their idea of accurate is a target area of about one mile across, with a fall-out of about 80 miles, depending on wind-speed.

      A nuclear letter-bomb could be handy.

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    1. I have a team of semi-crippled firemen who do that themselves on my behalf.

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  9. Do you live South of a line from Birmingham to the Wash? I thought so. Then why is your mushroom season still a month away. We have been having the best mushroom season in living memory up here - we have been eating them til they are coming out of our ears - and frankly I never want to see another mushroom - soup omelette, salad, toast, there's only a certain number of ways to deal with the blighters. The cows are now in the mushroom field, so they are becoming uneatable.

    Keep trying to get in touch with us all Tom - we are missingyour comments - but still reading your blog.

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    1. Ah, but we are talking the Autumn, woodland ones - the ones which can kill you if you don't know what you are doing with them.

      Still I cannot see yours, but I will again soon, I am sure.

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  10. Are you trying hard enough? Blogger is crapping on most of us I know. From the dashboard I open my blog, close it, and there you all are. Or, hit refresh a lot of times.
    I have been looking forward to your diatribe on Roterham Council; are your news feeds down, too.

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    1. Yes, I am trying as hard as I can be bothered for someone who is supposed to go out and work in the real world. It will fix itself soon, I am sure.

      Rotherham Council make me feel very ill, actually. This is more a case of not wanting to start riots than political correctness.

      Personally, I think if their were any riots, it would be decent Pakistanis trying to eradicate the shits in their neighbourhood who are giving them a bad name - about 20 or 30 in all, I think, even though only 5 have been imprisoned for it.

      Rotherham Council and the idiot, lazy police need to be seriously re-educated.

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  11. Darling Tom,

    Opera Season not yet started.

    Interior designer friend out of the country.

    Floppy boy came for coffee.

    Email written to a man we had never heard of about Venice.....

    Now you are entirely up to date. xxxx

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    1. Well at least the floppy boy came for coffee. I hope he is as mad as his job description proscribed.

      Thanks for the email! It's a lot to digest, but I will do so - as soon as I get back from London.

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    2. Darling Tom,

      Yes, quite mad even without a job description. We met him on a late night tram in the middle of a Hen Party......just another Budapest experience!

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  12. Oh, what a lovely post and what an eclectic bunch!

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    1. Aren't they? It used to be nothing but interior designers until I started the C-word game. That sorted a few out.

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  13. The Hattatts call you darling now so, I think that I will call you Mostyn ….. ' Carry On Dick ' !!!! XXXX

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