Posted in Foggle on 12. Jan, 2011
I’m a serial blog-starter-upper. I know there are worse things to be, but apart from adding “killer” to the serial bit Mr Scott, my mock-husband, struggles where I am concerned, to identify them.
I have a problem sticking with the project. I’m not so much wallpaper paste as completely flakey. So this year, 2011, I have [...]
To be honest, I was most surprised to collect this trug-full of tomatoes because weird things happened in the city garden. The tomato patch looks as if some sort of creeping-fungal-knob-rot has enveloped the entire area.
The garden ruin looks biblical to a Catholic so I’m doing reruns of past sins to discover which one is [...]
Posted in Foggle on 25. Jan, 2010
Remember the rat in the kitchen? No? Remind yourself here then.
It just wouldn’t be a new week if I didn’t get the chance to write about rats.
Seemed nocturnal-kitchen-rattus was a bit annoyed when, on its return the following evening it discovered the entrance at the top of the rat-ramp was firmly locked.
So it did what [...]
This year has been my first fail with Dad’s beans. They are a snap bean from which he had been seed-saving since the 1950s and have quickly become a favourite with all who try them. The patch of garden in which they were sown had been carefully nurtured through winter with fish frames and guts, [...]
Posted in Foggle on 17. Jan, 2010
I have big hair. In fact, my hair is so big that when I leave it to do it’s own thing, I gain 10 inches in height.
This probably explains why I am late to the world of BUMPITS. Honestly, when I saw that word I thought they were talking about butt implants or perhaps a [...]
Posted in Foggle on 15. Jan, 2010
I’m at the bach and today is the birthday of the 41-year-old chap next door. His name is Andrew Lamb. Don’t let him lie about his age.
If Andrew has turned 41 today, clearly last year was Andrew’s 40th birthday and I have to say that it was celebrated with massive imagination and style when Andrew [...]
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