After locking the cats and the dog indoors and leaving radios blaring, I went off with neighbours to watch the council-organised display about 10 minutes away from here. It's always a good one, and this year seemed to go on for much longer than ever before and to have about half a million additional and excitable young students taking photos on their phones while trying not to set fire to their hair with sparklers.
I was modest, and didn't announce that this was My Very Own Display; they seemed to appreciate it, anyway, and everyone clapped at the end.
Tomorrow young Charlotte is coming over to talk me through the complexities of modern knitting wools. I have just taken up knitting again, bidding like a (successful) demon on eBay for needles, but as it's been about 34 years since I knitted anything, wools (yarns) seem to have changed a great deal, and to now cost the earth, so Charlotte, who has just obtained her fashion degree in knitwear, is just the person to ask.
Did she want to stay for tea, I asked. Oh yes please, said the bored unemployed graduate, whose Handsome Young Policeman is on 'lates' this week. What would she like to eat? "Not vegetables or anything with gravy."
Now, of course, I can't think of a meal that consists of anything else.
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I just don't like it when the gravy soaks into anything. I like gravy poured on things just not when its cooked in gravy. Vegetables waste tummy space that could be filled with yummier stuff like meat or fish or rice. I'm not a picky eater though x
Oh, congratulations on your retirement anniversary. I have to say that after the meeting I was at today, I feel like joining you. Possibly even in Devon...
How about spaghetti in almost all its guises ....tomato sauce somehow not being A Vegetable , while secretly containing at least three ( so there !! ).Four , if you count the garlic .
Your Special Evening seems to have gone well . I expect everyone was very grateful to you . Catherine wheels are my favourite . So scarily unpredictable !
Steep learning curve for all then....
Congrats to you for getting out of that horrid job and looking out for yourself!! Ain't retirement grand. By the way, it will still be November 5th where I am for some hours yet so I'll continue the celebrations in your honour. If only I had some cake...
Maybe you should all stay for tea, and I could do cake. No gravy, I promise.
I love that little racing dog! Today, it appears that he might be running away from the fireworks.
I'll eat almost anything .. and if somebody else is fixing...even better!
I still haven't tried knitting.. maybe some day....
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