Boy Three and I broke up a very dull domestic chore Sunday by going to Castle Semple at Lochwinnoch to feed the birds. It was all going swimmingly until Boy Three took a little too long to fling his fistful of crumbs to the greedy swans. “Ow ow ow, it bited me. I was feeding it […]
215/365 Grooving to the beat of several drums…
“Rum and coke, gin without ice.”“Go and shut the door. There’s an alligator and he bites.”“What do you want for your tea?”“Want chips.”No not some strange reaction to fast diets or poncey veg in the supermarket, just what you need to say in your head to help keep the rhythm going when you’re doing samba […]
214/365 What’s going on in the veg aisles?
There’s been a revolution in Morrisons. Previously there were shelves and faux market stall striped awnings to hold the carrots and cabbage. Then something happened. The bags of lettuce and racks of bananas had to bunch up (see what I did there?) to make room for the vegetables from outer space… Or somewhere. […]
