The Moreton Pinkney Picayune

2 April 2023

A pretty decent week on the whole, the lashings of rain and decidedly muddy dog walks aside. We’ve been out a couple of times enjoying village-type stuff which is always good fun.

As one of relatively few female airline pilots, I’ve often been mistaken for a flight attendant, ticket agent or even a snack-bar employee. Occasionally people will see me in uniform and ask if I’m a “real” pilot. Still others congratulate me for making it in a male-dominated field.

One day, I was in the restroom before a flight. I was at the sink, brushing my teeth, when a woman walked through the door and looked over at me. “My sister would be so proud of you!” she remarked.

“Oh, is your sister an airline pilot too?” I asked.

With a confused expression the woman said, “No. She’s a dentist.”

26 March 2023

Another pretty inconsequential week. Not much happened, not much happening. Hey ho.

26 March 2023 – Amusements

A woman came home from the store with two cases of beer, three bottles of wine, a bottle of whiskey and two loaves of bread.

“Are we expecting company?” her husband asked.

“No,” she replied.

“Then why did you buy so much bread?”

19 March 2023

It’s been a pretty decent week – we’ve had a fair bit of rain so the fields are sodden and muddy but it’s also been very mild, on the whole. I took Daisy across the fields on Friday morning and had to shed my jacket – it was sweltering!

19 March 2023 – Amusements

A wife, being the romantic sort, sent her husband a text;

“If you are sleeping, send me your dreams. If you are laughing, send me your smile. If you are eating, send me a bite. If you are drinking, send me a sip. If you are crying, send me your tears. I love you.”

He replied, “I am on the toilet. Please advise.”

12 March 2023

It’s been a grand week – apart from the weather and the plague which infected me early in the week. Other than that, . . .

12 March 2023 – Amusements

As the high school teacher was correcting essays written by her students she read, “Pedro jumped on his burrow and rode off into the sunset.”

She wrote at the bottom of the page, “You obviously have problems with homonyms. A burrow is a hole in the ground. A burro is an ass. At your age it’s time to learn the difference.”

5 March 2023

A good week – fairly quiet at the beginning accelerating to a frenetic climax towards the end of the week. I suppose it’s better than being full-on all the time or sitting twiddling our thumbs with nothing to do. Hmm, now that I think about it, twiddling my thumbs sounds okay to me.

5 March 2023 – Amusements

1. Going to bed early
2. Not leaving my house
3. Not going to a party

My childhood punishments have become my adult goals.