Monday Night


Autumn is here.
The fire is lit,
Mary is licking the insides of Winnie's ears and has been for an age
I'm Waiting for The Walking Dead
Mrs Trellis bought me a homemade scotch egg this afternoon,
Just the one wrapped in foil
I'm sorry to say it was bloody awful 
No one tell her.

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  1. Not a peep from me John. 😱😱😱

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  2. Not a peep from me John. 😱😱😱

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  3. I won't tell , but I heard that Mary said something to Winnie and you know how they gossip ... better watch out.

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    1. Winnie looks like a baby hippo!

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    2. Yeah, she kinda does ...

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    3. No she doesn't - I just saw them in Kenya and they were smaller, haha!!!!! BUT - she's much prettier in the face!

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  4. Baby hippo or not, our girl Winnie looks very contented.
    We won't say a word, but thank goodness you only got one Scotch Egg, John !

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  5. I loved TWD episode, although I will probably be in the minority...

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  6. You know, in the thumbnail version of your photo, I genuinely thought you were doing a moon with your bare arse in front of a cosy log fire.

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    1. Sorry - please add 'xlack' to 'bare'.

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    2. I wondered what Mary was licking for one horrified moment

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    3. He's got different photos of that.

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  7. I didn't know you could mess up a Scotch egg! Glad you only got one. Tell us, did you finish it or pass it on to one of the kids??!

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    1. I ate it
      Just to be polite........

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    2. I might make some tomorrow....I bet mine will be delish

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    4. now now, there are ladies present.. I think....

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  8. You're a good cook John. Have you ever considered making scotch eggs yourself? What was wrong with Mrs Trellis' one? Do tell. :)

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    1. No, it would take away the mysticism

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  9. "Trellis" scotch eggs - handmade in North Wales - for discerning diners...

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  10. Well, I think it unkind of you to share your opinion of the scotch egg. Perhaps you did not realise it was meant for the orifice gassing the village for most of the day.

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    1. I know she's not on line....and I mean it in caring way as Mrs trellis Is a dreadful cook....so she won't know....to be fair she told me it wasn't " her best work" when she presented it to me and we laughed about it..
      Susan , I think, if you you knew me better you would realise that I have a great deal of affection for Mrs Trellis

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    3. I know you are the soul of kindness, John. It was actually a bit mean of me to call you on it. Now I feel bad.

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  11. Surely someone in the village reads your blog and will repeat your remarks to Mrs Trellis? I wouldn't mind betting that Mrs T herself reads it, knowing that she sometimes gets a mention. You'll be getting nothing more from her - not even an egg.

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    1. Oh for goodness sake read the last comment and chill out

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  12. unfortunately, there are a lot of bad scotch eggs out there. that's why i make them myself. if we lived close to each other, i would rain scotch eggs on you regularly! but then you would look like winnie in front of that fire!

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    1. I think I was disappointed as its been 6 weeks since my last egg

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  13. Shitty eggs and green pea farts...how is your stomach holding up?

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  14. It is the thought that counts as they say. If I was closer I'd make some for you - just to spice up your diet.

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  15. I wouldn't have lasted as long as Daryl with that music playing. About a half hour.

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  16. Anonymous1:47 am

    While it was thirty years ago, even I can make a Scotch egg. Hard to imagine how it could be spoilt.

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  17. There are 'eating' Scotch eggs, and 'throwing' Scotch eggs. Mrs T must have confused the two.

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  18. Sorry the scotch egg wasn't what you expected - stuff happens.

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  19. You never know, perhaps Mrs Trellis made a delicious scotch egg but you have miraculously been cured of the adddiction.

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    1. "Trellis" scotch eggs include toe nail clippings, flakes of dead skin, snail slime and black mould scraped from the grouting between bathroom tiles.

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    2. Marginally better than a dog food sandwich then eh?

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  20. Winnie does resemble a baby hippo. Too cute that Mary loves her so. John, if you have a chance, please pop over to my blog post today. It may interest you...

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  21. Gosh John...I hope she doesn't read your blog.

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  22. Blissful photo, I love homemade scotch eggs

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  23. John, my sincere apologies. My remarks about upsetting Mrs Trellis were written with tongue firmly in cheek, I promise. I meant no offence. Sorry. xxxx

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  24. Gosh, I can almost feel your disappointment as you took the second bite ☹

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