Mrs B

Afternoon. Just think Merledogs, there may be plenty of unpleasant smelling solids flying around airwaves today, but by Monday they'll have forgotten just how unpleasant they were. Hope your Mum's OK Jazz - and keep that pneumonia at bay. Is there any chance of you being vaccinated against pneumonia? I had the jab a few years ago being deemed an "at risk" person - think it might even last for life. Snow, never a dull moment in your life ......... I do not feel at all awake today - but then I didn't yesterday either. Off for a brisk lunch time walk to see if I can find my wakefulness again. My Tigger Dawgus is a unique little man - he's very much looking forward to sitting looking out of the window tonight at all the fireworks going off. I've told him he should be sympathetic to all the scared dogs who don't share his enjoyment.

Jazz You have loved each and everyone of your dogs - and loving means you have done the best for each of them - even when it has hurt so much to do it. Look after yourself. CT you can't put up post like that and leave us all in such suspense! Karen all good thoughts for you and your Mum and Dad Marge Mags I'm sure you're not huge - and in any case, your friends should want you for you being you not for some mythical aspirations to be a stick interest - hope the wedding today is fun. Should have been going to Wiccaweys today, but am still struggling with the remnants of my cold which is now a cough and chest infection. Breathing is a painful effort and makes me realie how tough it must be for people with serious long term problems. Lots of jobs to do today, but as some of them involve dust, I can't decide whether I want to go through the pain of kicking it around - then again, any excuse not to do housework is always good. I asked someone at work yesterday for their input into an extremely serious work issue - they were completely patronising and condescending, and really made me unhappy - think I should have said something to them at the time - then again as there was someone else in the office with them, I probably ought not! I had a word with my departmental colleague though and asked him to make sure that if I winged at him about the same thing by the same person he would make me report it - I really didn't think I should have been treated in the way I was. Right, I'd better be away and do something productive!

That gave me a giggle. Hoping you won't be barking at us all later. Back at work but now entirely certain that my brain and my mouth are connected - I've certainly managed to talk more rubbish than usual! The sun is shining so I am off into town to see if I can replenish my winter work wardrobe in space of 20 minutes.

Well done San. One of these days I hope to see you showing how it's all done Saw my friend for the last time this afternoon before she emigrates. Collected two huge bags of towels from her, so that job's done. Just need to dlivery them to Wiccs now. Still snuffling, still have a smaller headache - but think I will have to impose my bugs on everyone at work tomorrow. Although Tigger is giving me such lovely snuggles that it's tempting to think I need more recovery time.

Sorry to hear about Mummy Owl's fall - sounds as if she's showing she's a toughie though. Trying to think "feeling better thoughts" as I've a friend who's emigrating who has two huge bags of towels that she wants me to pick up for Wiccaweys, 'cause she's emigrating and not taking any linen with her. She's already given me masses of duvets. The sun is shining here.

I am trying to make my brain work but it is cuddling a cold and an nedache. Trying to catch up with what has been going on here .............. Fed up with Mr B's shifts being changed from one day to the next. And as I've been poorly since Thursday so I haven't been out and we need a new light tube in the kitchen, I can't see to do anything in the kitchen after 6 o'clock. Makes 'cooking' interesting!

Hello

The hugely serious work issue of the week resulted in the expected storm of e-mails, telcons and the like yesterday. So last night I didn't dream about work issues at all. Instead I dreamt about the fish that one of my telcons mentioned she was going to have for her dinner last night. Who knows what tonight's 'sleep' will bring!

Rumpole. I am only just recovering from very expensive car bills, so lots of sympathy. Suzeanna - ouches - hope it's feeling properly better soon. My early morning nightmares have turned into realities. I am currently trying to explain to our in-house lawyer that it really, really, really is a good idea to talk to someone external - they are not the devil incarnate, but have spent the last ten years working with us, so they are actually on "our side"! Anyway, he (the lawyer) is now out for lunch, so I guess I should follow his example. Think I need to stock up on Vitamin B too! The excellent news is that OH is on a day off, and has actually telephoned me to say "what would you like for dinner?" And would I like some wine I am now a very very happy Mrs B who is definitely going out to do some shopping!

Happy Birthday Mags. Hope you have lots of spoilings from everyone. Enjoy your day.

Morning. I am loving sossidge picture. My boss is away this week, and something big kicked off last week - just in time for me to have to pick it up. Not going to be the best of weeks for me - I foresee lots of people asking me questions, and senior people needing meetings and difficult things to deal with. And I was dreaming about it just before I woke up - so now all I can think about is how early I can actually go to work without being stupid about it. Off for another coffee.

Well done Murtle. It is definitely official. Kitchens and Mrs B need to be off limits today. The piece of toast was fine (apart from potentially urgent 'phone calls whilst eating it) - but the kettle took forever to boil 'cause I put it on the lowest heat instead of the highest. There appears to be very little hope for me. I am trying to make a (charity) cake for someone at work tomorrow .............. definitely bricking it! And, as Mr B is not in for dinner tonight, I am trying to work out what I can possibly eat involving nothing that could possibly go wrong. I have a bowl of strawberries (prepared) and some gooseberries (cooked) - it would be safe, anyway!

There are occasionally days when I should be removed from the kitchen - however it appears that this is a weekend of days! So far, I hae endeavoured to removed damson stones from damson chutney half way through cooking - as per recipe - not recommended owing to the fact that they tend to look purple, and are very difficult to find. Then it said "cook for an hour" (actually, it didn't even say that, I kind of surmised it)- three hours later I still wasn't convinced - but now it's made 4lbs instead of 6. Hmm. Now I have managed to cook my fruit cake at Mark 1, instead of 3 reducing to 2, and my mincemeat at 3 reducing to 2 instead of 1. Maybe I would be safer with the iron this afternoon! Off to cook one piece of toast!

Where's my avatar gone? It's showing in my avatar linky page thingy ............

Today I will be mostly cooking my mincemeat, and peering at my damson chutney which appears to be working to a different set of chutney rules to the ones I know! Then I will be catching up with RMFs - after I have removed some obscene cobwebs, made a fruit cake, sent thought waves to the ironing mountain telling it to "go iron itself" ................... and from the sounds of it, even higher up the priority list, go see what Tigger is barking at! The good news for today is that the fox that has been leaving me stinky presents on the front lawn, decided that if I was going to go out pre-armed with bags and nose pegs, he wouldn't actually leave me a present at all.

Morning. Tis the morning of the Wiccaweys Show, and we need to be up, doing and getting ready to be off - but I appear to be the only person in the house who is awake. Tigger has been for his ablutions and says it's snooze time. Daisy hasn't deigned to come downstairs yet, and Mr B is probably waiting for the coffee I'm about to take. See you later.

:blush02: I'm just soooooo bad at names - you and Glen must have made some impression! Apologise to Tia and say she's on my Mackerel and Garlic Cake List. I can always remember the names of cakes!

It's all right. I do remember you - and your well behaved Glen! Tigger and Daisy had plans to show you agility Tigger and Daisy-style. I'll get my own back on you - put you on my black list for Mars Bar Cake or something.

Oh no! I have been grooming Tigger and Daisy's behaviour especially. I'm not that evil and 'orrible. Really. Honestly. It's just a Wiccaweys myth that I am

Perhaps Sam needs to add "Tissues" to her Wish List!

My mind is very full of paper plates and raffle prizes and rubbish removal and cakes and all other things connected with behind the scenes organising for the Wiccaweys Show. I am living in a List Zone! Which probably means you are well rid of me for the next week! Although I may be lurking. Welcome back HLGS. Congratulations Rumpole. Lovely picture Alicia. I've forgotten everything else! Sorry folks.

Anyone joining this conversation now could be thinking we have moved on to frilly knickers. Because they ARE twonks, and have absolutely no idea whatsoever of what the legal speed limit is on any particular road they are on. We have a dual carriageway by us (70 mph) and so many people slam their brakes on to reduce from 80 or 70 to 50, while I sail past them at 70. I have rather strong views and opinions that think that folks who slam their brakes on before speed cameras should be 'done' anyway - and if they don't know the speed limit for that road, well, let Mrs B be responsible for meting out punishment.

Posh lady in a hotel.

I thought maybe it was time I actually looking up what a weekend of growling was about (it's taken me 24 hours to pluck up the courage). Apparently (if it works) this is it - Growling Perhaps Debbie could help me serve the dinners.

I have just eaten lunch. And am therefore wondering whether to put dinner in the oven now, or ............... Alica, Scruff is Twinkle will have to come and meet Bluebell sometime - so called 'cause she's blue, and Tigger travelled from Ireland with a dog called Bluebell (not a chicken or a horse) and it was time Daisy had something which fitted with her name too. RMF. I have just had to send a price list to someone who wants to know how much by Christmas type cakes will cost - they might want to sell one or two for me. Wibble. RMF2. I have also received an e-mail asking if I will cater for 50 people for lunches for a weekend. Think the most I have done is about 18. Double wibble. Not sure if my catering's up to that (especially in a Village Hall) - more especially as they're 'posh' folks, or posh animal behaviourists or something going to spend a weekend discussing growling. Not sure what I'm going to do about that. It's in March 2011 - maybe that's why I bought a 2011 diary and calendar last weekend .......