Thanks, Aldom. I shall make sure that name goes in the front of my Gardening encyclopaedia for when I have an English garden again.
Sorry to hear about your crumpled toes, Serendip but, seriously? Ali Baba slippers are a bit last year, dear. Or am I being mean? There's not only the fact that you constantly look as if you've just been run over (yes, you probably have) but there's the Health and Safety aspect (unheard of in French France) and I worry for Smileless juggling my breakfast pans and attempting to keep out of your very long-footed way.
I'm also concerned, while we're at it, at the heavy Police presence in the AllDay kitchen. Is it just the food they're after? I jolly well hope so. I fear that Sex on the Grass is hardly a deterrent, so please clear up before you wander off to your bedouin boudoir.....and Smileless, thanks so much, I'd prefer Gusto not to prepare my food, as dancing-not-cooking is his thing. Do please wash your hands! ?
Desperately sad story of the assisted suicide of a grieving mother
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