It's so heart warming to sidle into the kitchen and hear the merry sound of chatter and laughter. I see that we're not exactly short of food and drinkie-poos. Make my Pimms a treble GA. A sprig of fresh mint perhaps. This is the life! 
Courgette fritters seem to have been scoffed in a trice. Get the pan out, GA.
nanaej A Sunday pub lunch in a garden with farmland views. That sounds so "me".
Greatnan I rather like Twinnings afternoon blend. Best drunk with thatbags flapjacks. 
Lovely to see you, Nfk...isn't our Gally entertaining? She livens up any gathering. Especially when she's doing her barefoot Contessa routine.
I did tell Rory that it isn't good form to go catching wee creatures and eating them with relish. He looked coy and then sauntered off in the direction of his canvas chair. He's been there ever since.
Mr soop making a brew. Time to move and enjoy a spot of fresh air.
Just made some delicious courgette fritters if anyone wants to try some. Their proper name is Kolokithokeftethes, but no matter how I try I just can't say it. 
Are they like worms Nellie? Do they start over after they've been chopped in 2?
So Gally you now have two frogs to eat the slugs!
Ugh! Norty Rory.
I have just been cutting the grass (phew, too hot for all that) and managed to tread, barefoot. on half a frog, leapt into the air and then landed on the other half - time for a 
I think or perhaps a g&t; do you have any in the kitchen Soop?
soop Thanks for that clarification!
Rory ate the vole. Not Mr soop. 
Ana We were enjoying our coffee and watched Rory as he sat as still as a statue gazing into the foliage. He then moved with Tiger-like stealth and pounced. He had captured a vole, which he brought to Mr soop's feet. In one gulp, he ate it. So much for the diet!
Has it got 'The Boss' on the back?
I'm delighted to see that you lot have been enjoying yourselves. Kitchen feels very cosy. I see that someone has plumped up Rory...sorry, his cushion. Hard to tell sometimes. NannaAnna [love your name] very well done to be coping with such a heavy workload. Please, do not forget to take care of yourself. 
OGM....get yourself over here ASAP. Congratulations! Jam maker extraordinaire. Gooseberry jelly with hot croissants would be such a treat. Big (hug) x
Liz Devon and Cornwall are lovely counties. I've lived in both. Now Scotland is home to us, and glorious it is too.
Have been out for a stroll in the sunshine. Now it's time for coffee on the terrace. Rory may join us. He has his very own canvas chair.
Sweet dreams to you glammanana 
Hi, just passing through on my way to my nice comfy bed and a good book,nice to see everyone relaxed and chilled out after what for me has been a busy day so I'll help myself to a nice hot chocolate and say sweet dreams
Hello Soop and everyone else currently gathering in the kitchen!
I've not been visiting the GN mother-site very much lately because I'm too busy with nurturing my baby GN Local sites; other freelance work; some horrendous family problems (one family member) and trying to fit a new fella into the rare and precious spaces in between! (It never rains but it pours 
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Having just read your 'farewell' Soop, I was delighted to see your return to the fold in the form of your kitchen. A lovely idea
I love seeing your photos on FB, but posts can easily get lost in the torrent of updates from others (especially when you're editing 3 pages as well as trying to be yourself! I very often get very confused about who I am!!)
I do hope one can enjoy a glass or several of 
in the kitchen
Congratulations OGM!
That'll keep the wolf from the door
Cheers Soop have cracked open a bottle of fizz to celebrate..... (no, not real champagne!) you are now in the company of an award winning jam/jelly maker.... Guess what? I got 2nd prize for both in the local Hort. Soc. show. Chuffed to bits!!! ( Prizes were 75p each!!!!!)
So who fancies blackcurrant jam/gooseberry jelly with their croissants*/toast tomorrow morning?
* for Greatnan and Co in France!
Sorry, slightly tipsy, success has gone to my head!!!! (Or is it the fizz?) 
Gaga you are a star. I can smell the freshly baked scones from here. Homemade jam AND clotted cream. A feast indeed. 
Wee Man hasn't seen the face. He lives 600 miles away in London. The children who have seen the face have appeared "disturbed"...in fact, one wee girl in the local supermarket hid behind her mummy. We attended a wedding party in the village hall. A lady asked me if she could photograph the face. I could have charged her!
Rory is very special. Hard to believe that he was born and raised in the wild forest. And now, he rules our roost and we make his life as comfortable as we can. I know how you feel about your late Clotto. Getting attached to a household pet is a dangerous thing to do.
Clotted cream, love it! The best thing about virtual tea, biscuits and cake is the lack of expanding waistline . Love the pictures of Rory, I'd best leave Sheba the greyhound out of the kitchen tho' as she's started taking an unhealthy interest in the neighbourhood felines lately.
Perhaps I'd better have some of Greatnan's soup (soop?) and thatbags home-baked bread first, then follow with fresh scone, jam and clotted cream.
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