It’s been a fair week with decent enough weather – a bit overcast on the whole but the sun has managed to peak through a few times. Still feels very autumnal, I’m afraid but I continue to hold out hope for a prolonged Indian summer.Continue reading “13 September 2020”
Bert, at 85 years old, always wanted a pair of soft spike golf shoes like Freddie Couples, so, seeing some on sale after his round, he bought them. He was so delighted with his purchase, he decided to wear them home to show the Mrs. Walking proudly into the house, he sauntered into the kitchen and said to his wife, “Notice anything different about me?”
Margaret, at age 83, looked him over and replied, “Nope.”
Frustrated as all get out, Bert stormed off into the bathroom, undressed and walked back into the kitchen completely naked except for the new golf shoes. Again he asked Margaret, a little louder this time, “Notice anything different NOW?”
Margaret looked up and said in her best deadpan response, “Bert, what’s different? It’s hanging down today, it was hanging down yesterday, and it’ll be hanging down again tomorrow.”
Furious, Bert yells out, “AND DO YOU KNOW WHY IT’S HANGING DOWN, MARGARET?”
“Nope. Not a clue,” she replied.
“IT’S HANGING DOWN, BECAUSE IT’S LOOKING AT MY NEW GOLF SHOES!”
Without missing a beat old Margaret replies, “Maybe You shoulda bought a new hat.”Continue reading “13 September 2020 – Amusements”
Is that the summer we see disappearing into the rear-view mirror? It’s been a cool and decidedly autumnal week and we fear, unless we get a glorious Indian summer, we could be declining into the coming winter’s hibernation long before we’re ready.Continue reading “6 September 2020”
An English professor announced to the class; “There are two words I don’t allow in my class. One is gross and the other is cool.”
From the back of the room a voice called out, “Yeah? So, what are the words?”Continue reading “6 September 2020 – Amusements”
We could do with more Scorcio and less Blowio and Wettio! It’s been a miserable week – Storm Francis blew through with gale force winds and lashings and lashings of rain. Now, the weather has pivoted and we’re sucking in cold winds from the Arctic with temperatures more akin to late November or December. The forecasters are suggesting that Monday, the August Bank Holiday, could be the coldest on record. Freezio!Continue reading “30 August 2020”
Two girl friends were meeting over coffee and one was describing her recent date with a handsome young lawyer.
“So, what was it like?” asked the friend.
“Well, we went to this swanky restaurant out on the bay. I had lobster bisque and afterwards we went back to my apartment and yada, yada, yada. He never called me again!”
“Wait,” said the friend. “You ‘yada, yada, yadad’ over the best part!”
“No,” she said. “I mentioned the bisque.”Continue reading “30 August 2020 – Amusements”
Non-Scorcio Maximo! Wild and windy instead!
We’ve had what must be considered to have been a very busy week given the continuing restrictions on all our lives. We were out for a lovely walk early in the week, we joined the Eat Out to Help Out brigade, visited (separately) with two very lovely good friends and put ourselves through the wringer that is the annual village horticultural jamboree. Phew!Continue reading “23 August 2020”
The party’s host paid me a great compliment. “You are a good-looking woman,” he said. “Honest–I’ve had only one drink.”
My glow was only slightly dimmed when my husband interjected, “Imagine how great she’ll look after two or three.”
Continue reading “23 August 2020 – Amusements”
A gossip is one who talks to you about others, a bore is one who talks to you about himself; and a brilliant conversationalist is one who talks to you about yourself.” -Lisa KirkContinue reading “16 August 2020 – Amusements”
Scorcio Maximo! Wow, it’s been a hot, hot week. Wednesday it was up to 37o in Moreton Pinkney-on-sea (98.6o Fahrenheit for those who prefer old money). Thankfully, it began to cool down on Thursday and we were under an Amber warning for thunderstorms and showers – a month’s worth of rain in an hour. Sadly, all we got was a bit of a smattering while seemingly everywhere else received their full deluge. Oh well, at least the sunflowers were spared another battering.Continue reading “16 August 2020”