Olivia from Walking Dead
Normal life can be terribly mundane ....but in the great scheme of things shopping has to be done, dry cleaning needs collecting and fat balls need a hanging.
Those birds won't feed themselves.
The Prof has his own mundane stressors to cope with as he is off to Norway for most of the week to talk about something important.
This morning he was no doubt double checking his international travel arrangements and how to say " I'll have a large Akvavit" in Norweigan.
I had to pick up a newly laundered and formally piss stained duvet from the laundry.
Fat balls
The woman at the dry cleaners looked like Olivia from The Walking Dead and she was very apologetic when she informed me that she couldn't work out which black bin bag was ours. " I've mixed up the labels" she told me. " Would you recognise your duvet if you saw it again?" She asked nervously..." it has big blobs of bulldog period blood in one corner" I informed her
She found the duvet within seconds after that.
I went to poundland to buy some cheap reading glasses and treats for the new hens. ( Jean Claude Van Damme especially loves to wander around with one of my big fat balls in his beak) and after all that I have come home to shelter from bloody Imogen by the fire.
I think I shall make the Prof's valentine pressie......it's a desk tidy made from a painted kitty-kat tin......
I think homemade gifts are so much more personal than expensive chocolates, designer underwear and champagne.....don't you?
Hey ho
"I'll have a large Aardvark"?
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DeleteI too was struck with doing laundry at 11:30 p.m. Saturday evening as someone left the baby gate unattended and our giant puppy decided that peeing on our bed would make for great fun. But that being said, nothing like sliding into sheets fresh from the dryer. I agree - homemade anything beats a purchase hands down every time. Good luck with hanging of your fat balls.
ReplyDeleteFat balls?
ReplyDeleteWe had a friend from Norway who lived with us for six months once. She was wonderful and I adored her and whenever she'd speak Norwegian on the phone to her parents I was astounded. I would think, "She's making that up. That is NOT a language."
I never even managed to learn to say, "Hello." And I tried.
My fat ball bird feeder has blown down. The birds had been hanging on for dear life. I'm off to walk the dog on the front... may have to tie my hat on !
ReplyDeleteI love Poundland, their packets of instant porridge (lazy sod me!) are so much cheaper than anywhere else. I prefer fat blocks as my blackbirds can perch on top of them. Obv not my own personal blackbirds, but I am rather attached to them, They have such a lovely song. I need to take the sprollie out for his wanderings, Old dog took one look out of the back door and climbed back onto the sofa with a big "Harrumph". Can't blame him-it is bloody foul out!
ReplyDeleteHomemade gifts are definitely more personal, they convey your love for the receiver. Teachers drill that into the kids from their first holiday, yes?
ReplyDeleteI would prefer the champagne, myself. Too many "things" annoy me. Be careful with those fat balls - they are very delicate.
ReplyDeleteIn response to that last question....no!
ReplyDeleteI'll make you one for your 55th
DeleteYou missed that landmark by quite a while now....
DeleteThank you.
ReplyDeleteYou are very welcome
DeleteI am relieved I am not actually reading or commenting on the fat balls belonging to any person that I/ we might know .. in any way at all.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I put out anything for the birds, the squirrels come running ... in winter, the deer help themselves also.
I love homemade gifts !
I think I have a box full from years of a little girl and a little boy making things for me. They might be falling apart and probably unrecognizable but I will keep them ...if not for any other reason than to pull out and show a grandchild and mock the parents lol
My house has sold.
I am going to move.
I have to pack.
Arrrrgggghhhh.
In answer to that last question 'no'.
ReplyDeleteAs to mixed up duvets. We got the wrong one back from the laundrette twice. The third time we received on with S F initialled in red ink in the corner. As my initials are P T it is still obviously not ours, but I reasoned it had been washed so what the hell.
Awwwwww, i was going to make you a pen holder for your 90th pat
DeleteI think you mixed up the captions for those two photos.
ReplyDeleteBut I kinda like them that way!
:)
Really? How silly of me lol x
DeleteNice Balls John ;)
ReplyDeleteyou have nutty balls.
ReplyDeleteI thank you dear ladies
DeleteSo basically you are giving Chris an empty Kit-e-Kat tin as a Valentine's gift? I hope you give it a good wash as Kit-e-Kat really stinks.
ReplyDeleteAt least your fat balls aren't blue...
ReplyDeleteNO !!!
ReplyDeleteYessssssssssss!!!!!!!
DeleteGive me expensive chocolates any day!!
ReplyDeleteYes, me too !
ReplyDeleteProf seems like a champagne and designer undies kind of guy But handmade gifts are lovely
ReplyDeletehow do you keep the reading glasses on the hens? ;)
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DeleteAny present would be nice.x
ReplyDeleteCareful, your tongue's going to get sore from so much putting it in your cheek!
ReplyDeleteKittie kat tins have a sharp rim - be careful what you use them for....storing fat balls would be good.
ReplyDeleteFat balls are probably better than sweaty balls..
ReplyDeleteThe best line of the night x
DeleteThenk yew ever so much, she say with her pinkie in the air ...
DeleteI wouldn't like to guess when our duvets were last thoroughly cleaned (we have single duvets). About the time Mrs Thatcher became PM, maybe.
ReplyDeleteNo sign of Storm Imogen in NI so far. I expect she decided the flights were too expensive, ha ha.
You always make me smile.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
Definitely more personal (cheap?) but not nearly as exciting. Um....you may just have your photo titles mixed a tad....unless of course you did it on purpose.
ReplyDeleteDeloras.....of course i did..it made me smile
DeleteFat balls, sweaty balls and sharp rims! It's all too much for me. Still, better than sharp balls and sweaty rims I suppose. Goodnight. X
ReplyDeleteIts turning into a hard porn movie all of a sudden
ReplyDeleteOnly if the homemade gift contains expensive chocolates.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I should watch some Walking Dead. I don't know who Olivia is but she looks a bit like suet. I suppose, given the subject matter, it's a possibility. Speaking of balls, I got into a hot and sweaty big one last night with a handsome young athlete from Finland (and I only wish it had been what it sounds like).
ReplyDeleteSuet.....classic
DeleteI talk about important stuff all the time. Nobody has ever invited me to Norway because of it, though. Something's off.
ReplyDeleteMe neither
Deleteexpensive chocolates - YES PLEASE!
ReplyDeletemy, you have such LARGE balls! they must keep the prof very happy indeed!
Oh Yes John... give me something homemade any day over store bought...Something that made you think of me and you put your time into... priceless. Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteSo you named your fat balls Olivia and that woman from The Walking Dead has fat balls? I'm confused.... ;-)
ReplyDeleteDesigner undies (fireproof at that) are always a thoughtful gift. I hope you big fat balls are well hung.
ReplyDeleteI am a very visual person so when I read the title of fat balls well I just never got over the visuals ... The covered tin for a prezzie is definitely a favourite present for kindergarten and school children to make, and I have some lovely ones that my kids made . You also make a lovely dried pasta necklace
ReplyDeleteSorry my reply sounded rude. I did not want to compare your efforts to school kids . I think it's always the thought that counts and that you have made an effort.
DeleteI was thinking Valentines day this morning and wondering what i can do when hubby is here all the time at the mo and we are rather joined at the hip. We are trying to be a bit more romantic lately, since we both tend to the practical, but you do need a bit of romance to keep things going. Maybe I can make something right under his nose while he's computering. :)
ReplyDeleteOh the power of innuendo. Love it! xx
ReplyDeleteI'm sure the Prof will be pleased with whatever you give him, especially if he's had a large aquavit!
ReplyDeleteI love your inverted picture titles ;-)
ReplyDeleteOne was wondering how Herr Van Damme was getting on, and now one knows. Thank you for my morning smile, John. I cracked my head on a tree branch whilst refillng the suet cake cage, and I'd been feeling a bit grim.
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