A Pain In The Glass

I met two people in the village this morning . One chap I know fairly well, he's the owner of Podrick the black Labrador puppy, who at only a few months old is already a beautifully trained sweetheart.
The other chap I didn't know at all, he was walking back from the garage shop with a newspaper.
Both men mentioned the blog.
Podrick's owner was tickled pink, that at puppy class in the village of Ffynnongroew ( go on you Americans try pronouncing that  one!) a woman had recognised his dog from my blog, whilst the other chap stopped to tell me that his wife had found Going Gently and had found something funny in it.
I know that some locals read it to catch up on the local news......perhaps that's a reflection that we no longer have a village centre shop anymore . Who knows.
If the chap with the newspaper pops in here today, he won't find too much to laugh about although Mandy from next door did catch me feeding the sheep in my pyjamas this morning......I don't know how I did it but they were inside out so the pockets ( yes they have pockets) were flapping around my hips like elephant's ears. She's used to such sights so barely gave me a second glance.....I still had my pyjamas on under my trousers when I met the villagers .....but I don't care...
  I've been spending my time organising the kitchen cupboards again......
...The kitchen is a tip and from time to time a girl just has to pull himself up by the bra straps and take control.
There's two of us in the house so why oh why do we have hundreds of drinking glasses?
I've just bleached, cleaned, sorted and polished hundreds of the little buggers


Same with the food cupboard....I've just found a packed of lasagna dated 1998 as well as a tin of baked beans which probably got sold when Harold Wilson was still puffing his pipe.
So organisation and streamlining is the order of the day.....as well as lots of coffee and good radio.
Friday I am ordering the new kitchen flooring......then we'll really have a kitchen fit for Mary Berry

83 comments:

  1. Don't get rid of anything....you never know when you might need them.....probably a day after they've gone.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. All back in the cupboards clean and shiney

      Delete
  2. Drinking glasses breed in the night when you are not looking........and don't get me started on mugs....lol.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Mugs are beginning to creep forward out of the cupboard here...yet again...will have to euthanise a few!! 'Tis always difficult tho'...I tend to pick up a mug according to my moods....and if a favourite mug had been pruned, I tend to go and get it back out of the box in the barn....and lo and behold, it is back on the shelf.

      Delete
  3. Oh, a challenge is it? Hmmmm, would it sound rather like Finnan - groy - you?

    Extra wine glasses are fun to fill with things like candles, flowers (fresh or dried) and in a sunny windowsill having them filled with coloured marbles or bits of glass can really perk up a day.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Almost got it cranky almost

      Delete
    2. In this case, I shall regard an 'almost' as a win.

      Delete
  4. You have nicknames for so many of the locals. I wonder what nicknames they have for you. This thought came to my mind after your description of feeding the sheep in your pyjamas. At first I wondered what the sheep were doing in your pyjamas. Then I tried to imagine what a sheep looked like when it was inside out. ("...feeding the sheep in my pyjamas this morning......I don't know how I did it but they were inside out...)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. My first thought was also "How did the sheep get in your pyjamas?"

      Delete
    2. Lol mitchell....I am known as " John dogs" and Jason and Claire's oldest girl referes to me as " chicken john"

      Delete
    3. Ha that reminds me of many years ago in a pub in Betws and every single one of the men present was Jones (mom was a Jones) so they literally were "Jones the Post, Jones the Milk" etc. It was really funny.

      Delete
    4. Auntie gladys' husband was called Bob railway.....
      Not because he worked on the trains but railway was the name of house

      Delete
  5. Time to take some of that surplus glassware to the bottle bank, I reckon. You might think it'll all come in handy one day, but which day would that be exactly? On the other hand, if you suddenly have a birthday party and 100 guests....

    ReplyDelete
  6. This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. "Finnengrow" is that the way to pronounce it ?

      I love your nicknames .. it only makes the place sound more magical. I never put wine glasses in the dishwasher , I love the quiet chore of standing there washing and drying them.. I don't want to do a ton of dishes, but a few delicate items is a satisfying chore.
      Sez the lady with the dishwasher :)

      Delete
    2. Finn.on.grool ... ?? lol

      Delete
  7. We seem to be just the opposite at the moment, one by one I am destroying our collection of glassware. One of the last three wine glasses toppled over whilst I was chatting to my son on the phone and I ended up talking and picking up bits of glass while Lovely Hubby got the hoover out. Luckily it had sparkling water in rather than wine so I didn't cry!!

    I quite like having a sparse collection, less to choose from means you get at the wine quicker ;-)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Im off wine .....prefer gin

      Delete
    2. My husband used to only drink vodka, he said it didn't give him a headache.
      I get a headache just looking at it
      ( sinus-histamines=headache)
      But I would still drink a Martini with olives.
      We brought back crystal drinking glasses from Argentina. I can't use them. I am afraid I will break one lol

      Delete
  8. If you're anything like me, you buy new glasses because the old ones are looking shabby, but you just can't bring yourself to throw them away.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I have filled a 25 kilo with old glassware

      Delete
    2. Not just me that does that then.... :-)

      Delete
  9. I'm thinking hard about getting a dishwasher. Mainly as a storage of dirty crocks before it's worth washing things up and to do the washing of the 100 plus mugs that decorate the kitchen. They all support memories (a couple have cracked handles) but are no longer in the daily mix. Some of them are supporting cobwebs and I guess a dead fly. The glasses are inside a cupboard and depending on the number of guests are easy to sort as 'matching'.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Potty, I have been known to use a cracked chipped mug that was especially pretty or just a favorite, as a plant cutting mug. I just put water and cuttings in it and set it in the window and it is no longer an old chipped mug but a charming plant keeper.

      Delete
    2. I worry, as i have only one mug that i will ever drink from. I cannot use any other.. Its my lovely round lipped american coffee cup

      Delete
    3. Should I send you a few more American coffee cups so you can relax with your coffee ?
      I would be more than happy to.

      Delete
    4. I love the old 1950 coffee mug you would drink from in a dinner.
      I have a special one from the Space Age Motel and Dinner at Gila Bend, Arizona. Just the best.

      cheers, parsnip

      Delete
  10. People who keep things because 'they might come in handy one day' usually end up starring in a rather fascinating and disturbing show called Hoarders on the Discovery Channel. It's an American documentary series of course - but there are British version. Remember Kim and Aggy?

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I never watched the show but that might be me lol... the old American lady with the collection of chipped mugs.

      Delete
    2. Bloody hell, a normal comment from bel ami

      Delete
    3. I saw the photograph and thought of hoarders, as well.

      Delete
    4. Have never seen the show, but a quick look through my cupboards tells me that I'm a prime candidate for the next series !

      Delete
  11. I hope the trunk wasn't on display with your 'elephant ears'!

    ReplyDelete
  12. Well, I hope your local fame doesn't put too much of a muffler on your stories of Trelawnyd. I love the village tales!

    ReplyDelete
  13. As we say here, "you're a man to marry" greetings Maria x

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. And a married man I am..... Its coming up to our first anniversarry

      Delete
    2. What are the celebration plans ?

      Delete
    3. I know.I have been reading your happy blog from before your wedding.
      It's an Italian saying that you say to a "very good husband" or when a husband brags of his doings. xx

      Delete
  14. The same needs done here! Everytime the kids and grands go places they bring back a new cup and like you say only two of us here.

    ReplyDelete
  15. But will the cooking be up to her standard?
    And is the new flooring dog-wee-proof?

    ReplyDelete
  16. I hope that the new kitchen flooring will be brown with red swirls for obvious reasons e.g. muddy paws, rabbit and pigeon carcasses.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. lol ... ewww... my mother's old cat left dead mice on her bed pillow ...

      Delete
  17. I do hope your new kitchen flooring will be a seamless, stain-proof, and odor-repelling one. Do we get to see a sample beforehand?

    ReplyDelete
  18. Inspiration! I have four cabinets full of mugs and glassware. Some mugs are over 30 years old and we keep them only for dying eggs at Easter...though we haven't dyed eggs at our house for at least 6 years! We have a whole cabinet full of acrylic glasses because they safe around the pool but they are not dishwasher safe but are all oddly shaped from their trips to the dishwasher. We have six drinking glasses that match, all the rest are glasses from this visitor or that neighbor who came over drinking some ice tea or soda on a hot day and left the glass. Time to clear up some space!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Okay, one of the cabinets is half full of different vases, not all drinking glasses, but 3/4 of them are going out too!

      Delete
    2. I chucked out a sack of old glasses, jars etc

      Delete
  19. I had a lot of glasses, only me here, so I took them to the charity shop. Someone will have to sort out my stuff when I'm gone, I'm helping them now by getting rid of it before I go.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Me too, always sorting out and giving away.

      cheers, parsnip

      Delete
    2. Yup! Agree. Time to purge!

      Delete
  20. You live in a vast digital village - we all feel like your neighbors.
    All of those glasses once had matching mates, one by one, they grow to be one of a kind - alone, kind of like people.

    ReplyDelete
  21. When I tried to say Ffynnongroew someone nearby said "gesundheit!" I tried a few more times until my tongue got a cramp.

    ReplyDelete
  22. Bleach in the toilet, bleach on the glasses, am I missing something or am I literally a dirty, old man? The only thing I use bleach for is for laundering whites and kitchen wash and dry towels and occasionally soaking coffee/tea mugs. I'm going to try the toilet thing, though. Maybe it'll smell cleaner, longer.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. 4 dogs one mucky cat====== bleach aplenty

      Delete
  23. John! Oh, the horrrrorrrrr! I have OCD, and if the handles on the mugs don't face the same way, I will have a conniption. Will have to drink something strong now to get over this.

    And lasagne from 1998? When did you move into the cottage?

    ReplyDelete
  24. Just don't bleach your bum x

    ReplyDelete
  25. This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete
  26. carlnepa beat me to it but i still have to say "so much bleach!"

    ReplyDelete
  27. In an 'organising and cleansing' mode about six months ago I culled a load of duplicate kitchen utensils mostly 'inherited' from emigrating children's flats. A good load of perfectly usable items were set aside for the local charity shop and only occasionally missed. Then a few days ago I discovered them under a pile of other prospective donations. Oh what frabjous joy! So back in the drawer they have gone.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Culling glasses has been therapeutic

      Delete
    2. True for a moment. But the hoarder in me will soon compensate.

      Delete
  28. I accept the challenge! Finn-on-groy-oo

    ReplyDelete
  29. Anonymous1:29 am

    I expect only Welsh folk could pronounce that word. I certainly can't. Get rid of the all the glasses that can't be made into a set of four or more.

    ReplyDelete
  30. I think I will go buy some shares in a bleach manufacturing company!

    Lovely to get new flooring - I trust we will get a photo while it's shiny and new? i. e. before the pets descend on it ...

    ReplyDelete
  31. We would say around here . . .
    you have SPRING fever . . .
    It happens every year . . .
    and a bunch of things get cleaned, polished, sorted . . .

    ReplyDelete
  32. I'd get rid of lots and lots if I could. My hubby is the issue. He's always worried we might need it for some future situation. (He's a "prepper" at heart, and he's driving me nuts.) Also he's 17 years older, and I'm going to be stuck getting rid of it all some day!

    ReplyDelete
  33. Google says:
    Mobile-friendly - If you don't speak Welsh but do want to know how to pronounce the Welsh ... Ffynnongroyw – fur + non + groi + you.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. My dear old mum was born there, any idea why ffynnongroew is spelt with a y on everything now?

      Delete
  34. Growing up in our house, we'd often turn a blind eye to the odd out of date tin! my friend used to be horrified when I would make her jam on toast and scrape off the mouldy bit on top of the jam!!! Ha ha

    ReplyDelete

I love all comments Except abusive ones from arseholes