“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
BAN me on every single channel and give me a notice that I’m not welcome because I am BULLYING… SHAME ON U Once More. Same as Before. Gotta fall in love with them Hate-filled, Red Shoe wearing, poopeteering HATERS :o) And this curve is your smileAnd this cross is your heartAnd this line is your […]
The “boom-bing” campaign is being rethought right now. I’ve just gone through the seeds that I was going to bomb around the village and then a note was popped through the door about changes on the Village Parochial Council. Imagine what would happen to me if pumpkins, carrots, chocolate mint and GARLIC started sprouting in […]
Reach out a hand in help and you’ll get it cut off. Every time. WOW! Nice…? Nah. Expected. That’s how they stay young and handsome and clever and feted by all as a genius. It’s ugly under the façade. Damned UGLY.
OMG. It’s been forever since I last made this dish. Note to Self : Make it next week! Donal’s Mum reminds me of me when someone does what he just did….You dare say that when I have a knife in my hand, big boy? LOL :o) I’d used red peppers, not green and I’ve never […]
I’ve been on a mission all week. Last weekend two punnets of strawberries were bought from the local Tesco at £3 each. They looked good but but had zero taste. As we are still having night frosts here, I’ve little room to start a full seed campaign but the Saturday market saved me. I love […]
Yes. I admit it. I’ve worn Manolo Blahnik shoes…bought half price from Liberty London. When I met royalty. I’ve worn Armani, Chanel….never Prada and Gucci though :o) That’s the Kings bit. Today I need footwear that’ll be good in the garden. I’m done gardening in my slippers! How f-ugly are these? £10 from the local […]
Things that make you go Mmmmmn. Tomorrow will be v interesting. A STATE Funeral with all the Pomp & Circumstance that we Brits are so very used to seeing ? All the Horse Guards trotting down the Mall ahead of the hearse? All the “subjects” lining the streets waving the Union Jack? A Big Sermon […]
The only peeps that I can bear to spend time with now are those who neither pander nor pimp. Both are the same thing. In my opinion. When you Pander to your audience you Pimp yourself. So THEY say :o)