Trimming the bush of life…
We went on a slow hunt my dear ladies and occasional gentleman. We had spotted the SLOES on a previous dog walk.
When we returned armed with long RAKE, SECATEURS, and gardening gloves, we were Astonished to discover they were much HIGHER than we remembered.
At least 15 feet up above the high bank.
To protect Ronald’s dignity I will not show you the image of him in a heap on the ground
SLOE GIN is sleeping in the wardrobe.
Yours Adventuredly
Celia
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman we all need HUGS and we all need LAUGHTER.
Come and visit my village St Urith With Well in my BOOKS.
Heartwarming funny stories, oh and the occasional murder, kidnapping, family secret and love matches.
Yours Bookishly
Celia
P.s. TAP ON PICTURE
MIFFED NOW SMUG my dear ladies and occasional gentleman is definitely the expression you can see here.
Miffed because I put her out of the shower when she managed to jump in with me.
Smug because she managed to pull the warm towel of the towel rail to sit on
Yours Wetly
Celia
