Good Morning Monday

Taichinan, ma man has just come back fae the golf, he's fair drookit!!! ☔?

Taichinan all you Scottish laydees could probably contribute to a thread on old Scottish words and keep the rest of us entertained - and guessing - for the longest of times. I love "birling" - that's one/another one I've never heard !

Cherry glad to see you 'positively posting', but you really mustn't encourage Marydoll with her naughty clothes shopping excuses.

Kalu. I too love Oleanders, particularly if they're grown as standards/trees. They're a lot more manageable like that as well. It was a while before I realised that they have a lovely perfume. Keep having to remind myself that although they're grown everywhere, the whole plant is poisonous. So, I always wear gloves when pruning. Hope you can turn off your lamps before nightfall ! Have a nice lazy day.

Grandmafrench, a favourite phrase of mine is, ^Ma heid is birlin'.

Ah think ma Mither must be birled oot wi ma antics o’er the years. ?

Still just about morning. I was diverted by the gift of a couple of pounds of damsons which have now been made into jam. I save small pots from sauces etc so that I can give small jars to people on their own who would take weeks to use a normal sized jar. They are always welcome, and I have managed to get two normal sized jars and three little ones out of the fruit, so for once not a wasted morning.

What a busy thread, and I enjoyed the Scots dialect words. A favourite Yorkshire word for us is “rigwelted”, originally used of a sheep which had got into its back and couldn’t stand up; here it perfectly describes the feeling of having eaten rather too much of a delicious meal, though given how bored I am by getting meals it’s not been relevant here because I can’t be bothered with creating delicious meals. Perhaps I need to buck my ideas up.

Speaking of Oleanders, I've got 4 in large pots at the front and there's plenty of buds on them, white flowers and deep pink. They do have a lovely smell to them, particularly the pink ones. They should now be in the ground as they've grown quite a lot and need the space.

Yes I always wore gloves when pruning them grandmaFrench . The garden was one of my priorities when we moved to France with a list and books of what I could plant in a Mediterranean garden. Quite a learning curve planting a more ‘exotic’ garden with constant advise and cuttings from our ever helpful French neighbours. We’re it possible to grow one here in Scotland it would take pride of place.
Only one lamp on now, can hardly contain my excitement!?
Enjoy your sunny garden you lucky besom, pronounced, bisim.

Oh EV you have tempted me to plant one in a pot now. You are not as far north as me but if I don’t try I will never know ?

I like the word rigwelted GrannySomerset. Share more Yorkshire words with us. Shouldwe all start posting in Scots language you would be fair flummoxed. ? Happy cooking?

I'm positive that it's me posting Grandmafrench ?.
Encouraging Marydoll? Ddim !?

A woman can never have too many essentials Marydoll ?.

A sad time for our town after the deaths of 4 young men in a horrific car accident yesterday in the small hours.

Kalu I really laughed at your 'name calling'. I have never been called a lucky besom. BUT it took me most of my life to understand that my Mum (who was part Irish) was referring to the witches' broom - a besom - when she would look in the mirror, sigh deeply and announce that her hair looked like a "besom in a fit". Now I have a lovely new phrase to use and confuse with. Do have a go with an Oleander....for old times' sake? (Well done you, for yours Ellan) I do know that they don't like their 'feet' in water, so in a pot you might be more able to control that, or move the pot to shelter if you had lots of rain. Try to contain the excitement and energy- saving of only one lamp.....it'll probably be dark soon and your Monday electric adventures will be all over with.

Rigwelted is such a perfect word, GrannySomerset - we had the occasional fatty sheep who turned turtle. Sorry to hear that you're now discouraging this behaviour
at your dining table !!!

Cherry and Mary - you're soooo norty. Doubtless you believed the story that Mary suddenly needed a lot of new vests, Cherry? She's such a rascal. Have a lovely afternoon all.

How very sad, Glammagran. There's some terrible news around and it seems to get worse. How their families must feel I don't know. Young lives gone like that in a flash, it's frightening.

Grandmafrench, the small trees are happy being without water as in drier climes. My last house ,a good time ago, I was able to grow Bougainvillea and often wonder how it's coming on, along with quite a large Eucalyptus tree at the bottom of the garden.

Oooh Ellan. Bougainville is such a favourite of mine. When we were first married and living in Singapore our carport was completely covered in it. But I don't think I'd get away with growing it in the Arctic Circle (aka Angus coast).

I was right on the sea front too in those days Taichinan and there always seemed to be a gale blowing but nevertheless I always experimented with unusual plants and packets of seeds from Oz did very well. Pots full of poached egg daisies, a kangaroo-paw plant, Sturts desert pea.

Chocolate Cosmos were the childrens favourite because when the sun was on them they smelled deliciously chocolatey.