Both wine and bread at confirmation were fake and this small site might just attract others that experienced the same. Critical voices? Those that participate? Who knows. For those that find sympathy with a walk on the wild sides of life, mountains, rivers or forests but do not pretend to escape. Other bits and pieces the news and also odds and sods that cry out "leave it off mate". Justly a lark and maybe the lark. But the lark will often land on the cactus.
Seriously, Lemurs are very pretty creatures with those wonderful striped tails. But I doubt whether they would make comfortable house pets.
The late Lord Arran kept a pet badger, and I was very uneasy when visiting him for tea with this large animal lumbering around the drawing room grunting and sniffing at everyone's ankles.
On another occasion I was sitting beside his lordship in a Soho restaurant when he suddenly pulled up his trouser leg to reveal a large inflamed patch and said "Have you seen my ringworm? I got it from the badger!" I nearly leapt out of the window.
Here, clearly, we've a picture of Aunty AND Zola, both practising their auditions this Christmas's panto...who ever IS who(m), pray?
(/I/ think that's Aunty on the ground, juggling...conundra? Whereas in front we behold Zola On the Fence, and reviewing the mise en scene with 'a dis-illusioned eye' (pace WC!)
Anticant will be solving his immediate problems by fleeing the country for ten days next Monday (31st). Hopefully, warmer weather and fresh Italian food will set him up for the winter.
Meanwhile behave yourselves, you lot, under the inspirational postmodernist guidance of our incomparable Zola.
If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.
ReplyDeleteAnticant can be very trying.
ReplyDeleteAre you saying that Anticant is up to his usual monkey business again?
ReplyDeleteI am seriously thinking to report you lot to the RSPCA and the University Admissions departments.
ReplyDeleteBut a better way to do this is by asking you all to submit your applications to the Free University.
Our couses are cheaper than yesterday
There's no such thing as a free lunch. There's no such thing as a Free University.
ReplyDeleteLike the big (Anticant Lemur) but tell us whi is that little ( and loveable) thing soaking up the sun?
ReplyDeleteThat is Anticant's Lemur-in-Waiting.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, Lemurs are very pretty creatures with those wonderful striped tails. But I doubt whether they would make comfortable house pets.
ReplyDeleteThe late Lord Arran kept a pet badger, and I was very uneasy when visiting him for tea with this large animal lumbering around the drawing room grunting and sniffing at everyone's ankles.
On another occasion I was sitting beside his lordship in a Soho restaurant when he suddenly pulled up his trouser leg to reveal a large inflamed patch and said "Have you seen my ringworm? I got it from the badger!" I nearly leapt out of the window.
Those were the days.....
No worms in this ring BY ORDER.
ReplyDeleteZola can always be relied upon to open up a can of worms.
ReplyDeleteHere, clearly, we've a picture of Aunty AND Zola, both practising their auditions this Christmas's panto...who ever IS who(m), pray?
ReplyDelete(/I/ think that's Aunty on the ground, juggling...conundra? Whereas in front we behold Zola On the Fence, and reviewing the mise en scene with 'a dis-illusioned eye' (pace WC!)
I had the ringworm, too, in the
ReplyDelete1st grade, but it was from off of Joan Nelson! Later, in highschool, I would badger her for dates, but no joy, alas.
Getting ringworm but no dates is indeed a deplorable misfortune.
ReplyDeleteI broke a tooth on a stony one once, in...Morocco.
ReplyDeleteJoan Nelson sensibly ran away long since, and is an attorney now grazing the upper pastures in Florida.
Anticant will be solving his immediate problems by fleeing the country for ten days next Monday (31st). Hopefully, warmer weather and fresh Italian food will set him up for the winter.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile behave yourselves, you lot, under the inspirational postmodernist guidance of our incomparable Zola.