Kaimona, you are a brilliant raconteuse ⭐️. I so love your stories - my life seems so pedestrian in comparison☹️. I loved your non-Christmas tree, bravo.
🤫I see Grammaretto has joined the ranks of Real Tree owners🤫. Welcome. I hope decorating it will be a pleasure and hold fond memories for you as you do it. I am fortunate in that I have a nimble gym-orientated DS who can crawl under the branches of ours, commando style, jug of water in hand, to give it frequent watering.
Doodle, so sorry that neither the boot nor the patches are providing Mr.D with adequate pain relief😢. Are his chosen analgesics the ones with the dodgy side effects? Please, no.🙏
Good news that both you and Cherry got out for that last minute shopping.
Tomorrow I am in hunter gatherer mode.
Hunting, as in off to Waitrose to pick up the meats, Gathering as in standing by to gather in the final Sainsbury's delivery before the festivities commence (I have checked and double checked I have the time right this time).
What I am fighting against is the household already breaking into the choccy tubs and nibbles. Not the game plan😩.
Had an excellent escape from the dreaded phone call. After 45 minutes, DCousin announced that the sound was terrible, as it sounded as if I was munching through crisps.
😳. Oops.
To reciprocate, I said that the sound at my end was pretty terrible too, so we agreed to part. Such sweet sorrow😜.
I have had an upsetting afternoon, watching from the kitchen window a large, stricken pidgeon, fluffed up and wretched, unable or unwilling to move out if the rain. I was out every few minutes trying to tempt him with anything I could think of - crushed Shreddies, leftover mashed potato, bird seed. When he aimed for the step, he couldn't manage. As darkness fell, I couldn't find him.
Why am I such a Hard Hearted Hannah where humans are concerned, yet totally go to pieces when animals are in distress?😥
Good Morning Sunday 17th May 2026


it’s because in fact you’re a lovely person with a caring heart. 


