NEW YEAR, NEW BABY!

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, as you may well have noticed I bypassed the ‘Season’s Greetings’ bit, I am sure that you had enough reading to do with all those Christmas cards, messages yada, yada, yada, without me adding to the burden.

But here I am wishing you all a very happy, healthy and prosperous NEW YEAR.

Here is the ADORABLE new addition to our family POLLY. She was rescued from a PUPPY FARM by the wonderful charity MANY TEARS RESCUE www.manytearsrescue.org/

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As you can see Hirsute Roley is being an absolute STAR as they get to know one another.

If you are thinking of taking a dog into your family PLEASE DO consider ADOPTING a rescue dog.

We saved THREE dogs by adopting Polly. Polly herself, her foster parents were able to take another dog out of kennels for Christmas and the charity was able to RESCUE another dog.

Polly is an ABSOLUTE POPPET, very quiet (except when I am in the bathroom and she has taken to sitting outside giving little barks) follows me around everywhere and is happiest either on my lap or next to me (or Ronald in a pinch).

We had not planned on sharing the MARITAL BED with two dogs but Hey Ho! Saves on HOT WATER BOTTLES.

Yours Doggily

Celia

 

IN THE PINK!

IN THE PINK and please my dear ladies and occasional gentleman don’t alert the RSPCA.

I’m sure I am not the only lady of a certain age who is on the horns of a dilemma.

There are SILVER THREADS weaving themselves through the bizarrely darker than normal new growth at my CROWN. 

Having waited to see what would happen and hoping that it would all turn silver, then I could have FUNKY (oops spelt that wrong 3 timesūüėÜ) COLOURED streaks, I was DESPERATE!

At the back of the cupboard I found an old hair dye, GREAT! 

Next day after WASHING Hirsute Roley’s little FEET after his walk (our small village is awash with SHEEP SH.T and MUD!) I dried him with the towel I’d used around my shoulders, it hadn’t gotten wet.

Later that day I noticed the hair around his HAIRY little nose, mouth and chest and various other places had a REDDISH HUE! 

It’s difficult to see in this picture but it’s there, we have our own LITTLE RUDOLPH.

Yours Blushingly

Celia

A FURTLING IN THE LADYGARDEN

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman last night I awoke to Ronald A FURTLING IN THE LADYGARDEN.

It was 2.00 am and he’d let Hirsute Roley out for an EMERGENCY WEE, unfortunately he then wandered off for a SNUFFLE and Ronald  A FURTLING in the bushes couldn’t  locate him in the DARK.

He then stood up and decided to enjoy the wonders of the NIGHT SKY.


Yours Starily

Celia

P.S. Thank you to all you dear ladies and occasional gentleman who have bought my book ‘CELIA LADYGARDEN AND THE CURIOUS CURIOSITY’ written by my dear little ghostwriter friend Glenda Barnett, available on Amazon.com

I AM A TROLL FOLDEROLL!

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, Hirsute Roley is in recovery.

This morning he insisted on walking down one of his favourite lanes and stopping at the little bridge across a stream. Suddenly he STOPPED DEAD, one little paw raised like a QUESTION MARK in the air, then he bravely crept around the bridge towards the water.

Stopping again in FEAR AND TERROR trembling, as a GIANT TROLL came out from under the bridge with a BIG STICK.

I scooped him up as a second GIANT TROLL came out from the other end of the bridge.

The to the rescue came the POSTMAN in his van and Hirsute Roley rallied as the post van slowed and a small meaty biscuit dropped into his mouth.

Who knew that the WATER WAYS employed GIANT TROLLS to clear underneath BRIDGES.

Yours Folderolly

Celia

CANINE CONTROL!

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, one of my lovely daughters gave me an AMAZON ECHO for Mother’s Day. Although I am not a one for gadgets, this one is rather marvelous. ‘ALEXA’ is very compliant unlike the STRIDENT notes of our last SAT-NAV, although the current one is far more PLEASANT.


ALEXA did turn herself on accidentally when we were watching a documentary about ALEXANDER THE GREAT but apart from that no problems. Until TODAY.

Little Hirsute Roley is a bit of a TALKER which is LOVELY  and AMUSING and it is part of his many TALENTS that we love. 

Hirsute Roley had come in from the garden, started TALKING and managed to TURN ON ALEXA!

His chosen music was ELTON JOHN singing TINY DANCER.

Now we know why ALEXA is on and MUSIC is PLAYING when we return from shopping. CANINE CONTROL.

The FACE of INNOCENCE.


Yours Doggily

Celia

HIDE AND SEEK AND HIDE THE SAUSAGE

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, as you can see Hirsute Roley had great fun today playing HIDE AND SEEK with the neighbours.

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Ronald had been busy digging over a piece of garden for me. When I pointed out I needed the soil finer there was a bit of GRUMPING.

He cheered up watching Hirsute Roley and called out, ” when I’ve finished PAINT-ROLLING this earth, why don’t we play HIDE THE SAUSAGE?”

I expect like me this is a new game to you. I’m not sure if we need a DICE.

Yours Gamily

Celia

 

RONALD HAS AN AIRING

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman my dear friend Gloria, myself and another dear friend decided to take our HUSBANDS out for a little AIRING. It does them good to get them out to socialise a little.

So off we went to the unique DUKE OF YORK in IDDESLEIGH, NORTH DEVON. Some of you I am sure are aware that this is where the author MICHAEL MORPURGO met the VETERANS who told him the story of how all the HORSES were taken for the FIRST WORLD WAR. He wrote about this in his wonderful book WAR HORSE.

My great-uncle rode one of these brave horses so the story is a very poignant one for me.

   
This is NOT my GREAT UNCLE, it’s Ronald. Enjoying a pint of SUB MARINER REAL ALE. I must admit, I wouldn’t mind a taste of a REAL SUBMARINER.

 We shall be returning soon with HIRSUTE ROLEY as DOGS are welcome and he has a particular interest as THE REVEREND JACK RUSSELL used to be the CURATE at the local church. He was the famous TERRIER MAN father of the much loved JACK RUSSELL TERRIER and Hirsute Roley is a JACK RUSSELL X PART YORKSHIRE TERRIER.

When I say the Reverend was the FATHER of the JACK RUSSELL, I didn’t mean literally. I would’nt dare cast nasturtiums. 

My dear ladies and occasional gentleman if you are visiting our beautiful part of Devon, do visit this pretty village and perhaps partake of a GIN & TONIC, a pint of REAL ALE or perhaps a MEAL.

Yours Marching Up to The Top of the Hillily

Celia