Tuesday, 21 December 2010

It's that time again...



Teabag was not in the mood to be decorated this year.


She prefers the company of the angels

Peg of course is always up for a spot of posing, however undignified it may be


as long as there is chicken compensation for such suffering. In fact she's thinking of starting a doggie 'no win, no fee' claims helpline

Have you suffered loss of dignity at the hands of your owners this year?

Have you been the subjected to silly posing? Had your image distributed across the interweb? Forced to wear tinsel and it's not your fault?

Then call the Peggy Flobbins' Loss of Dignity National Helpline now and you may be entitled to compensation. Or sympathy.

Peggy's terms and conditions apply. Always read the label. Remember your chicken may be at risk if you do not keep up your posing.

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Happy Christmas Chaps

See you on the other side

xxx

Friday, 3 December 2010

Compounding Weather



It's an urban myth that Eskimos have a hundred words for snow. Apparently they have no more than we do but they're in compound form like  'wetsnow', drysnow', slushysnow'.

I could come up with a jolly compound or two.

But I'm far too polite to repeat them here.

Every plan this week reverts to Plan B, then C, and when Plan G  evaporates in a puff of snow, you give up and watch afternoon TV. 

We trudge to the local shop for supplies in minus 2 with added wind chill. The dogs get lost in the snow and Peg bursts out of her coat again , looks at me pitifully with ice globules hanging off her chops and pleads 'why for you make us do this?'

The fact is we are wimps. We are not cut our for such severity - and for us it is severe. We can go a decade with mild wet winters  where the rail networks' only problem is 'leaves on track'. Then bam, It hits us. It hit us last winter and this winter it's just the same and suddenly we're all talking about  snow chains, shovels and proper grippy boots. 

On the plus side, if we hadn't been holed up the last couple of days, I would never have realized just how many  people still want to Escape To The Country, Relocate, Relocate, flaming Relocate and buy A Place in the Sun. - usually with an eye watering budget and a sneer.

And I wouldn't have eaten all those Pringles.

And Peg wouldn't have made such headway with her book.