little onions

Sorry! Didn't read these postings before I posted my windy comments. Guess the West Country got off lightly again. Hope everybody's o.k.

I'm sure i had a garden fence last night. Did any of u guys see it whooshing past on your way home from the local? Also my wisteria danced its way into a completely different configuration and has obscured my rear entrance! Did any of you guys have to baton down the hatches last night? :confused:

I never could resist the dessert trolley! 'new partner' is a misleading term. My friend and I are simply discovering that we have more in common than we realised over the past six years. We don't intend rushing into anything, we're just enjoying spending more time together and talking about things that have not been up for discussion whilst the 'permanently incoherent one' was around. So it's Feathers and Onions On Tour as usual this weekend.

YOU SCALLYWAGS!!! He is definitley NOT a plasterer. He is a carpenter/joiner, so I may well end up with me coners mitred, dovetailed, or, at best, a little less jagged than they are at the moment. Just hope he doesn't feel it necessary to plane too much off. And please, no stoopid comments about chips/chippies/chippers.

Warmest wishes as you two embark for this amazing voyage. Obviously your first, as you ask 'what's in a name' in your recent posting. Three weeks from now you will doubtless know "what" is in every name ever thought of. Enjoy this special time together. Blessed Be.

So you understand why i've gone all shy. Just have to go by the menu, won't i? Oysters, mussels, langoustine, King scollops = rethink Plato. Pie and chips = end of a beautiful friendship. just hope it's good wine and not a good whine. Hopefully we will be protected by the laughter we have shared over the years. He's the only one allowed to tell me my woodwork's rubbish and get away with it.

There is always a simple solution, isn't there? Cheers, Newt. Whilst stuffing lime-flavoured Doritos and home-made chilli dip, that really made me chuckle. Nearly choked, actually...seldom a Monday night experience. :cool:

I reckon they're finally on to you, Chesters, 6.p.m. Mothership lands, between 6 & 9 you got checked out bigtime... wouldn't be at all surprised if you don't remember any of this tomorrow. Moon is full tonight...THEY know what they're at. (they blame their government too, you know.)

I can really see you with a pipe. I used to smoke one years ago, it was a 'churchwarden', long stemmed and small bowled, I loved it but had problems with pipe smoking males who would take my pipe off me, knock out my favourite tobacco and fill it with whatever they were smoking. Bloody rude! I'm really proud of you. You managed to survive a more than usually wild Friday night without smoking.. that's amazing, but then, I know what the bribe is, don't I? How's your costume for Nov.1st coming along? xxx

Phone. I am a lady angler so maybe other lady anglers won't mind a warm handshake from me.

You guys are great. So you seem to understand my situation. At least I know this person well enough to set ground rules, and that is what I shall do. He's the same age, has two nice kids (teens), similar background, Ex teacher, now carpenter/joiner. Probably knows me better than I give him credit for. Dinner with a good friend. No harm in that is there? Wish I'd never seen 'When Harry met Sally'!!!

Thankyou very much, gentlemen. Now i know why 'Great Balls of Fire' attained such popularity. Still haven't a clue why the little plastic disc gets hot though. I'm going to buy 5 anyway, 'cos Chesters is right about warm kidneys and all lady Anglers know how cold winter fishing is when your Vick's vapour rub freezes in situ, and the spare? well, why not?

See, Feathers, my dear friend. Plastic thingys aren't the same are they? Apologies to National Grid since my venture into Electrician-style D.I.Y. to enable mains operated self-pleasuring toys. Battery bill V. Scary. A girl's gotta cope somehow.

Got invited out to dinner tonight by a dear platonic friend of 6 years. He implied that this invitation would have been forthcoming many moons ago if only ....... And now I've gone all shy. I know this person. He loves his fishing, he likes to cook, make wine, bake bread etc. He has travelled, spiritually, physically and chronologically. If only he had invited me to trample a kebab whilst platonically walking me home....no problem! A dinner date? Don't think i can cope. Haayellpp, please. x Mr. Roper, your crystal cynicism would be valuable right now. :confused:

Chesters: How come I always end up agreeing with you? A clear picture of 'the thing' is inevitably of enormous value. How wise o hugger of trees. x

Eddie, thankyou. That is exactly what happened, but 50% weaker.....YEAH. That's why he had to go. I shall have to call on qualified helpers to repair the damage, and, as I always do, watch and learn and pay the correct price for a proper job. Yellow pages? My A**e. Cheers!

A friend showed me a great little gadget today, (o.k. Chesters, I hear you guffawing already)! It is a sealed plastic pouch, approx. 5 inches in diameter, containing a thin layer of gel and a small metal disc. On bending the disc the gel alters state and heats up, remaining hot for 30 mins, time enough to thaw frozen hands and enable one to bait up without all the usual winter fumbling. Sooooo all ye clever bods, what's in it and how does it work? Once that question is answered we can have lots of fun thinking up a variety of shapes and uses for this fab piece of technology, can't we???

Alan, I do try and maintain decorum but have to admit to the occasional lapse. Having spent 15 years on the road with a band may have taken its toll re being a 'lady', but travel is a wonderful education and eliminates any vestiges of narrow mindedness. Newt tried to email me something, but my poor, ancient computer lacks whatever it takes to reproduce the image. Perhaps he could try emailing it to Little Feathers, her machine should cope, and she is certainly not easily offended.

Chesters! Invite him back? Are ye mad? I would sooner stick pins in my eyes. His line of vision never reached the ceiling anyway, and, to him. the term 'repair' would imply a quick and zipless encounter with an ex. Cook him dinner? Only with unlimited access to Lucretzia Borge's recipe book. Must go, gota try and stiffen me plaster mix. x

Eddie, thankyou. Fortunately the chunks are of a good size, so I don't have to be a jigsaw expert. Unfortunately, my plaster mixes, stiff or otherwise, have let me down in the past. The right angle is a fab idea, and I really wouldn't have thought of that. Thanks again, I'll give it a go, and you reckon the rest of the ceiling won't be affected? Let you know how I get on.....unless the sky falls on me!

Chunks of moulding all over my spare bedroom floor this morning. Now how do I sort this out? I bought the house 18 years ago and replaced all the Victorian lath and plaster ceilings. The original moulding was in good shape and easy on the eye so I left that in place. However, years of kids jumping around has taken its toll and now the moulding is cracking up, (like me). Do I have to hack the whole lot down and completely replace the ceiling? Guidance, please, and could you keep it simple as I am a twit. Thankyou. :confused:

We have had to intensify our 'Social Research' programme in order to accommodate my auditions schedule. So far this panel has encountered several comedians, two manic depressives, numerous boring b*****s and one possible dinner date. The latter will be reviewed this evening. Now where did I put those fishnet stockings?

Yes indeed, your heading was a tad misleading, my friend. Two weeks now and I haven't even laid a floor. Still thoroughly enjoying the young, free and single life, well....two out of three ain't bad! Perhaps I'll pop over this weekend for a slide about. Kettle? No, a bottle of Sunflower oil would surely be much more fun.

I'm not putting that in my pumpkin pie!

'Spose I'll just have to keep on celebrating! I might treat myself to some new power tools this weekend.