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He might have a mobile

Ballerina x

True! Someone's in trouble...

I gave him the option: Canine epilator or blunt scissors. He said 'Mum you know i don't like wine, unlike yourself, so give me the blunt scissors. Danny can watch cos he has no fluffy bum cheeks (poor rescue darling has alopecia, so no bum cheek hair at all)....So he lay on his back, legs in the air and said get on with it. Lordy I hadn't heard those words for years and ...well it took me back, I can tell you!

I gave him the option: Canine epilator or blunt scissors. He said 'Mum you know i don't like wine, unlike yourself, so give me the blunt scissors'. Danny can watch cos he has no fluffy bum cheeks (poor rescue darling has alopecia, so no bum cheek hair at all)....So he lay on his back, legs in the air and said get on with it. Lordy I hadn't heard those words for years and ...well it took me back, I can tell you!

Ballerina x

Laughing so much an unable to type words

You should see the look on Danny's face LOL he's also got his legs crossed

The offending FBCs

Julie wrote ...." the biggest cockroach you ever saw, with really long legs and feelers"

I can remember in my dim and distant youth being asked out by something that could have been him, yuk

Ballerina x

Hey, Humbug looks lovely, ain't pets just the best?

Afternoon,mes petites! (we're all girls together here, mais non?)

Well, guess what? It's raining again. I have quite a nice rustful patina now. I've polished my arms so they glisten, rustily, in the rain.

We're packing up and heading out of here tomorrow for a few days at the d Day beaches. The forecast says the sun will shine, but that it might be gusty.

Ah, gusty, lusty, rusty... are we back to 'that' thread again?

I weighed myself this morning and have appeared to put on 2lbs since we left home. But, those beans haven't kicked in yet, though there are rumblings.... 'nuff said.

No swimming for me. We have a pool, but it's far too chilly!

I, too, have encountered nasty things with long feelers.

Oh oh oh.... sun!

As long as we have t'internet at our next site, I shall post again tomorrow.

Tootle pip!

Can you imagine David Cameron standing up in the house to make a speech and his mum straightening his hair for him?

Better still if she whipped out a hanky and did his face with mum-spit!

Poor Humbug. Hope he's not too traumatised by having his FBC trimmed. I have to wrestle my big girl GS to the floor later to apply sore tummy cream. The varmint snaffled a dropped piece of cheese when OH was making himself a sandwich and shes horribly intolerant to dairy so now she has a spotty belly! Ah well, have to forgive her. I think I'd be pretty miffed if I had to give up my cheese.

Don't go too mad with the falling down juice mes amis. Some of you are a little too close to pools for falling over!

Julie wrote ...." the biggest cockroach you ever saw, with really long legs and feelers"

I can remember in my dim and distant youth being asked out by something that could have been him, yuk

Have fun at the landingday beaches PennyForthem although don't count on too much sunshine, we're about an hour south of there & we haven't had a day without rain forever Do go to the american cemetery at Omaha beach it's well impressive

Hi Guys,

We had just got back from the patisserie with the days swag when Mrs Hitler snr rang young Ghengis on his mobile. I think this must have been the first time she had ever done this so there was panic all round. She is even less technologically minded than I am so we knew it was important, urgent, even. She has phoned us VERY early in the morning before now because she could not switch on her gas fire, well, she got the gas on but it would not ignite and I thought leaving things to take their own course seemed like a neat solution to a lot of problems. But, no, we would drive for two hours, light her gas fire, then drive two hours home again, no sweat, and this is what we did. I did say, before he answered the phone that if it was her gas fire again then she'd just have to wait til we got home, no way was I rushing home from the South of France to switch mil's gas fire on, to gas mil, yes, but not just to switch the fire on. I listened to the usual, nay, exact conversation that he has EVERY day with her before she got to the nub of the call. She wanted him to sort out a dentist for her, or did she want him to take out a dentist for her? Either way, this was a very difficult request to handle from so far from home and it will get sorted when we get back as she is not in any pain, shame!

Mrs H snr is actually a very nice lady, she is just getting old and cranky like, oh, let me think....oh yes, like her only beloved son. He once asked me to let him know if he was ever getting like his mother so I immediately replied, "You're getting like your mother" he was outraged, just like his mother. "I'm nothing like my mother, I've never worn stockings and suspenders in my life, that's why I could never be a tory M.P." was his strange reply, well, I've only got his word for that. The one big difference between them, other than personal taste in lingerie, is that she hates the demon DRINK! Thinks it's the work of the devil and we are both grateful to old Lucifer for that one.

My mum, on the other hand, loved a wee sherry and the very first time I left her and hubs alone together she drank him under the table, he refused to ever be alone with her again. Mothers, eh? who'd have them, well I'd have mine back in a heart beat.

Well, it's getting dark here so time to put on the music, pour out a glass of something and drink to mothers the world over,

Cheers,

Ballerina x

P.S. Hope tomorrow is less eventful on the forum

This is so funny! But I admit freely that I use an Epilady for leg-hair removal and I love it. I do not have masochistic tendencies nor am I French. I'm a Yankee.

heh. Maybe that's why 'yanking' the hair out of my legs doesn't seem to hurt?

Thanks for giving me a chuckle!

I'm going to confuse you all.
'Tis I, Penny Forthem. I have lost t'internet on my laptop (I think it had a glass too many of falling down juice!) and whatever I do, my tablet will NOT allow me to log on as me! I have even emailed dear moogie.
Mais non, I must remain as Chutney maker for the rest of my vacences.
We are ready to move on, tomorrow, up to Bayeux. We have both seen the tapestry and many of the beaches before, but we think it an honour to be able to visit them (and the American cemetary) and both had family who 'did their bit'.
I shall have a glass of very pleasant Entre deux mers tonight. I am the sole driver and caravan tower, so all my wits (and there aren't many left) must be intact!

Hi Shanti,

Welcome to the zen thread of the forum wher we just chill out, eat, drink and have a laugh. Feel free to help yourself to any pastries, croissants or glasses of wine you find here and enjoy the silliness,

Pennyforthem, bllomin' heck girl what are you up to? Hope you have good day tomorrow, I found it impossible not to cry at the cemeteries, just heartbreaking, I blame it on his mother!

Ballerina x

Can you imagine David Cameron standing up in the house to make a speech and his mum straightening his hair for him? quote]

Better still if she whipped out a hanky and did his face with mum-spit!

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