Letter From Trelawnyd

I didnt get to reply to yesterday's comments

I worked last night at the hospital and am due back on a full night shift again tonight

so I am off to bed , leaving the harrumphing Prof in charge of 

Bwthyn y llan.

I've asked him not to ring the Church bell for very long as I hope to be in full REM  sleep mode by 

11 am , but he told me that Christine Davies will be pulling the bell rope!

SO BANG GOES MY REST!

Anyhow

I saw Gaynor the mad organist yesterday who told me off for referring to her as " mad" on the blog

so, suitable chastised,  from now on I shall refer to her only as " Gaynor the wisecracking Organist" 

Anyway she thinks that the village meal thing to raise funds is a good idea and will think about my request for her to play the village Hall's piano decked out in an evening frock and long white gloves as the villagers are sipping their pre meal sherry!

I am sure I can dig a tiara out from somewhere for her to wear!

I'll tell her she can keep her tips!

Gaynor in her salad days

I've booked a Flower Show meeting for the 3rd of June at Auntie Glad's

All but one of the judges have confirmed but

I have yet to hear from old Mrs Roberts, the cookery judge who runs her judging stricter than any

senior member of the Gestapo, so I hope the old dear hasn't pegged it since the last show

Oh the responsibility!

Right, enough of this drivel, I have fed and watered the animals and am just about to creep under a cool duvet......it's time to disappear...I can hear The Prof swearing at something disgusting he has just found on the kitchen floor

Academics!

Hey ho