My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, I was casting my little eye over TWITTER and saw this interesting post from a dear occasional gentleman.
My RESPONSE was this
Within SECONDS I received this FOLLOW
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, if you consider a little SOJOURN to OPORTO, you might consider a stay in the OPORTO COSY.
Built in the 190o’s it retains many original features, the optional breakfast is more than enough to keep you going through the day. Tea, coffee and wine can be served in your room but the best part of the GUESTHOUSE is the warm welcome and the service.
It is also great value for money.
Oporto is built on a hill running down to the river. The position of the guesthouse towards the top has a big ADVANTAGE, it means you can enjoy your, FOOD, WINE & PORT then WALK it off on the way back.
p.s. LUCKY ESCAPE, my dear ladies and occasional gentleman in the NEWS today was a story about a poor LADY who tried to drink her MINIATURE BOTTLE of VODKA on an EASY JET FLIGHT.
The flight attendants told her that she couldn’t drink it and even called the POLICE and asked for her to be ARRESTED.
Thank goodness the police had more sense and REFUSED.
I’m thinking that VERONICA and I were very LUCKY not to be ARRESTED when she FILLED Her WATER BOTTLE with VODKA & TONIC and I filled mine with GIN & TONIC and we took them on our FLIGHT to MORROCCO.
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, here is Ronald and me enjoying some WHITE PORT in the city of OPORTO on our holiday in October.
To make up for my absence I will be bombarding you with posts in order that you can catch up on events in the Ladygarden household.
P.s. I have been working with a very dear lady friend of mine on a project, I think you would call her a ‘GHOST WRITER’.
More news on that later .C x
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman as I hope you may be aware I have been absent.
A veritable CORNUCOPIA of CELTICNESS.
You would have thought that with all this relaxation and beautiful surroundings my HAIR would have decided to stay on my HEAD.
On returning home I stepped into the shower (ladies don’t jump).
After I had washed my hair I noticed that I was paddling in about an inch of water.
Investigating the PLUGHOLE I discovered what appeared to be a small knitted jumper BORROWER size.
I HATE CLEANING PLUGHOLES THEY ARE GROSS!
TWO bottles of GIN or some decent wine.
TWO months supply of FURRY FOAM.
Yours ALOPECIA AURIATALY
P.S. I am still shaving my legs
P.P.S. Some eyebrow and eyelashes down the PLUGHOLE.
P.P.P.S. THE BORROWERS. See Mary Norton.
P.P.P.P.S. North Devon Photo courtesy of my dear friend Karen Owen.
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman as you can see I have a large piece of MATERIAL which I have to transform into a 1920’s style DAME’S DRESS.
You will also note the lovely BLONDE 1920’s STYLE WIG, which arrived via our lovely POSTIE this morning.
I ORDERED A GINGER WIG!!!
Not sure I am in the mood now.
The glass of wine might help.
Perhaps another glass?
Yesh! Now where are thooshe she… sheearrrr.. scissssssssorrr………
p.s. Musht remmmmeb the Lilac Tasshle
SEASONAL VIP SPENDS R & R AMONGST THE ROSES
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, my dear friend Veronica and I visited RHS ROSEMOOR’S ROSE WEEKEND.
The weather was glorious as we were WAFTED by the FRAGRANT ROSES as we SAT and SIPPED a glass of ‘EL MURO’ 2012 MACABEO.
Now I’m not saying it was the WINE but as we sat on the patio and looked out over the VERDANT and FLORAL gardens, a MOBILITY scooter trundled along. Sitting ASTRIDE in a JAUNTY fashion was a VERY IMPORTANT PERSON who you only generally see on the night of the 24th of December.
He was INCOGNITO and wearing ‘NORMAL’ clothes but there was no mistaking the FLOWING WHITE HAIR AND BEARD.
I’m not DOBBING him in.
It’s nice to think he spends a little R & R amongst the ROSES in his downtime.
Yesterday my dear ladies and occasional gentleman, myself and Veronica were on our way back from a busy ‘HOGWASH’ day CRAFT FAYRE, when we INADVERTANTLY stopped at the PUB. It seemed churlish not to enter and partake of a little RESTORATIVE WINE, so we did.
The POLITE young man with the HAIR behind the bar (I think he may have been a reject from OME DIRECTION) requested our drinks. Veronica in as FAST AS A FERRET asked for a DRY WHITE WINE SPRITZER, this was duly served to her. Turning to me he asked “and what would you like?”
“A glass of SAUVIGNON BLANC” I replied.
“Would you like the bottle with a straw in?” He asked.
Quite frankly I was shocked, what is a lady to think? Did I look like some kind of ‘ALCY?” Why me and not Veronica?
“How very dare you, what are you implying?” I asked.
He just laughed and said “I guess that’s just a medium then.
I think it may be all that HAIR, it ADDLES the brain, it’s not all that good for a young man even if it is only on the very top of the head. After all remember the HIPPIES?
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