Dead heading the late roses in the garden this morning and brought these two beauties into the house for Ann. Drove up to the school this morning to have my 'flu jab. Ann's recovering from a cold, so decided to have her jab in November. Came home and did the Telegraph prize crossword- took me just under half an hour. Sandwich lunch then to scrabble club. Played three games. Won the last. Middle one was best - three of us got a seven letter word, and a good close score. Called in at library on the way home -took out two books, and bought, from the 'surplus to requirements' table, a book on 'Life in Ancient Rome'- some useful stuff in it. Must get on in workshop. Got a Quaker clock waiting for me.
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BEAUTIFUL! The rose petals look so soft. Sorry Ann is under the weather.
I can still smell them. They were and are gorgeous.
Take care of yourselves, I hope we didn't infect you, because Tuva's and my cough/cold have dragged on for the whole week. Tuva seems much better now, but I'm still coughing and wheezing.
A luxurious gift from an uxorious giver. Roses to weep over, Mike. Such beauty that cannot see itself... goes to the very heart of beauty's nature.
Thank you Lori. Ann's cold is getting better.
Hi Ruth. I hope your cold is soon better.
Hello Carl. Yes, we both love roses. Your last sentence makes me think that roses are the exact opposites of narcissi (?)
just about to type a comment and the verification word is waske - why does that sound so familiar waskie/waskey - something to do with Tim or welney ???
Any way, it will come to me no doubt.
Can't believe you finished the cross word in 30 minutes - I am still only half way through !!
The roses look stunning, ours were very early and have gone now, but I am still picking tomatoes and have one final cucumber to harvest.
yummy !!
Get well soon Grannie Annie
Love from us all
Stig
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Hi Stig. Very interesting childhood memory lingering there I think. Waskie was Pa Clayton's last but one dog- little Norwich (or Norfolk ?????) terrier. andy coloured, rather smelly, could be snappy, little beast.---Stop, whoa, halt, cease!!!! Mummy tells me that the one I'm talking about was called Ping (although in my opinion 'Pong' would have been more appropriate). Waskie was Pa's last dog, a thoroughly nice natured border collie (black and white job). Ref crossword puzzle, give me a ring when you need a clue or so to get you started again. To be credited to me when I need clues that you've got, if you see what I mean. I've just picked what I think will be the last dozen or so runner beans. They're the only vegetables we grow in our tiny garden. We both like runner beans, and they look so well against a wall - green foliage and scarlet flowers.
Love to all, Granny and Pa.
P.s. not Andy coloured - sandy coloured. Sorry. Pa.
Yes, I recalled the name Waskey/Whiskey as one of Pa C.'s hounds, although I could only recall images of the unforgetably smelly Ping (Reincarnation of Ming the Merciless)and a somewhat overweight golden retreiver with a waggly-tailed disposition whose name evades me for the nonce.
Flossy was the golden retriever you're thinking of. she was a very good gun dog. Pa always said she never lost him a bird till she was over twelve, and she obviously felt guilty about it then.
Whiskey was our senior cat for some years. She lived to be well over twenty. twenty two or three I think.
Was Whiskey the cat who hid in a chest of drawers in your tool-shed which I re-sited further down towards the river some 38 years agone?... and in the process unwittingly shut the drawer upon her for several days until you rediscovered her?
Yes. She was raising kittens at the time and I believe you and Judy hand reared them during her absence. When we returned and discovered where she had got to, Whiskey, rather to my surprise, got on with the job of rearing them. One of them was that very Siamese looking kitten which we gave to you and Jude, when she was weaned. She was called Whiskey because she had a fine set of white whiskers. It's true, thinking about it, that people do become like their pets- since then my whiskers have turned white; but that may have been because since then we have kept English Setters, who are also silvery grey, so that may have been the cause of my black whiskers changing colour.
Much love, Mike.
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