tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post5062488180468500930..comments2024-03-10T00:38:42.248+11:00Comments on CopperWitch: Never thought I'd welcome DecemberJahTehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-79082005808240446922011-12-04T16:08:00.192+11:002011-12-04T16:08:00.192+11:00You know - you could easily write book about your...You know - you could easily write book about your life and would make a good serial. As you write I see you falling over, dealing with things at the nursing home and a myriad of others - like my own life there is an element big time of the black comedy amongst the tragedy in your postsMiddle Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962830669606760640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-28619829142117155592011-12-04T15:50:52.218+11:002011-12-04T15:50:52.218+11:00Frances, we can buy them here but they cost. It wa...Frances, we can buy them here but they cost. It was the Queen Mum who started the fashion, she liked to see where she was going at the races. It might have kept us dry at the top but the bottoms would still have copped it. The rain was just a solid sheet of water which we could have coped with if the wind hadn't been blowing it up under the brollies.<br /><br />I love my house too, Robbert. It's just that the dust bunnies are evolving into dust dragons. A nice lady asked for some lemons last week and I gave her a bag and said to help herself. She was walking two silky terriers and all I could see of them were the tips of their ears in my long grass. I think the lawn mower man is long overdue.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-26842770187274089412011-12-03T17:20:51.902+11:002011-12-03T17:20:51.902+11:00Did you see the Queen's umbrella in Canada, (I...Did you see the Queen's umbrella in Canada, (I think)?<br />Clear plastic so that she could see where she was going, and it curved down sharply to right over her shoulders, (but it wasn't big and cumbersome. Just tulip shaped rather than mushroom shaped).<br />A normal umbrella usually only keeps your hair dry, so that you don't look like the monster from the deep, but Betty's brolly kept her hair, face, shoulders and more dry. In addition, its angle meant that it was unlikely to turn itself inside out via wind gusts, and its spokes wouldn't collect eyeballs.<br />I want one. But, they don't seem to be for sale.Franceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05588049222095187200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-28860382662808858622011-12-03T16:01:22.125+11:002011-12-03T16:01:22.125+11:00Hi, I have a period house, furnished exactly to my...Hi, I have a period house, furnished exactly to my taste.<br /><br />Merry Christmas to me, and all my darlings.R.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04639593801088008224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-46378554016222617992011-12-03T09:38:39.045+11:002011-12-03T09:38:39.045+11:00EC, that was always the best part of Christmas esp...EC, that was always the best part of Christmas especially if I'd been given a book. Reading and picking at the leftovers and there was nothing nicer than mum's cold pudding with ice cream.<br /><br />Jayne, it's 9.20 and the black clouds outside my window tell me I'm getting a taxi to the Home this morning. The Sherpa's load I'll be carrying consists of big Avon boxes for one of the carers, two videos, one nightdress, a giant bird bell and my usual junk in the bag. And "if I could manage" stop and buy a lemon tart, small, for afternoon tea.<br /><br />Andrew, How about a twosome, your mother as well. I mean what could be better than one mother than two and such nice old dears.<br /><br />Stacks, I'll have to look that up on Youtube, I don't remember it at all.<br />Old man O'Dyne, mad E and the strangler, now that would be a Christmas lunch to sit through and for an encore, stripper A divesting of clothes or her other trick, falling head first into lunch. I've seen her do that, gravy and all.<br /><br />River, you forget the dreaded finger jabbing needle which haunts every mouthful of non prescribed 'good' food.<br />At the moment, a 'bad'very good mince pie is the only thing between me and complete breakdown.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-82047776163861048302011-12-03T01:44:51.761+11:002011-12-03T01:44:51.761+11:00You most certainly will survive. You have to. Who ...You most certainly will survive. You have to. Who else will feed our hunger for "pretties", and regale us with tales from the nursing home? <br />That's a lot of Christmas party food you'll be having!Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-67549344100562023862011-12-02T23:36:05.216+11:002011-12-02T23:36:05.216+11:00O'Dyne has a father who is up for adoption and...<b>O'Dyne has a father who is up for adoption and I had him lined up for Mad E of the<br /><i>"Don't you turn your back on me Murray"</i> line.<br />Lovely wreath makes me think of my favourite Elvis song - Blue Christmas.</b>iODynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06394268529143990889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-12247193339736213002011-12-02T22:01:56.265+11:002011-12-02T22:01:56.265+11:00I think it is a great idea that Miss Ann O'Dyn...I think it is a great idea that Miss Ann O'Dyne adopt your mother.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-9325706510397694582011-12-02T21:53:22.451+11:002011-12-02T21:53:22.451+11:00With all that water you should have swum home.
Hub...With all that water you should have swum home.<br />Hubby has ordered Xmas dinner from local charcol chook outlet, no cooking for any of us seeing as we're an over-whelming 3 now.Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02851305238478213940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-33982674443589169762011-12-02T17:09:01.132+11:002011-12-02T17:09:01.132+11:00All I want for Christmas is Boxing Day, when the i...All I want for Christmas is Boxing Day, when the insanity has largely eased and there are left overs in the fridge.<br />And keep singing the survival song. Loudly when necessary.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com