A happy New Year

Happy new  year  Veronica  and to my other friends too, oh and the  bikers!

Book a table for lunch Veronica  as I shall be home in January. 

☺☺☺☺☺

Hair cut

I needed a hair cut in Warkworth  but needed to take Albert with me because he has the  cash.

He complained so much about  the  cost that the  proprietor  insisted she cut his hair,  for free as I was too smart to be accompanied  by  a scruffy pommie - she was laughing  so much I was worried  she would cut off his ears!  

Wine tasting Veronica!

Albert promised me a tour of the  local wineries, so I set off with great anticipation.   Did he know that all seven wineries we visited were shut for the Christmas  season? 

However the  nearest winery has a bring your own bottle and fill it day on Saturday - I am going on my own.

Shall I bring you a bottle back my  lovely friend  Veronica? 

Biker's farewell

Albert is wondering how we came to be on the same  camp site  as the bikers - a complete mystery? 

I bet he packed away my charger on purpose  so I could not make contact with the  world and local bikers!

A blog problem

Sorry I could not update you but Albert packed away my charger.

Tinselled motor bikes

The bikers have found us again . . .  

The bank

Albert did not understand the  cash machine in Napier  and a helpful young lady was assisting  him - this took a long time.  Eventually  reinforcements were sent out to look for her - it was nice that they were worried but Albert is harmless!

Knitting

I found Veronica  she has been busy knitting - did I tell you  that  she  is to be a granny?

Strange

Christmas plums and Jack Straw salted eels? 

Where are you Veronica

My friend seems to be missing, I wonder  what she is doing?

Did I tell you  about Dot.com - she was a lady of some age, at least 75 that Albert and I  met in a local club; she took a shine to Albert.  Veronica would like her.

Oh bother Veronica

Veronica would you believe that  I  have been approached  by my agent, to attend  an audition  for a six weeks television drama.  As I said oh bother . . . . . I am sat by the pool enjoying the  summer  in our house sitting  place. 

I shall be  back  in February if they can wait - may have to tone down my sun tan.

Another biker

Over a cup of tea on the verandah, at a motel we met Nils Blackfoot from Germany - he runs a bikers' hotel in Berlin.

Albert is not keen on visiting  him - perhaps Veronica would  like to  go  with me?

A chair

Albert and  I  were invited for drinks and nibbles on a boat named Tallulah  Rose Mary in Wangerai  - we were  asked to bring our own chairs.

Needless to say we never went . . . Shame.

Taupo bikers

Our friendly bikers caught up with us and have invited us to a barbecue.   We leave here tomorrow  - no problem  they said they will catch up with us again!

No bacon

Did I tell you about Norah from Bantry  Bay that we met in Napier?  Norah will not eat bacon or pork as she  says it is bad for her, but she does drink half a pint  of gin  and smokes 60 cigarettes  a day  - she is very slim!

Exercising

Pensioners  rates for surfing tomorrow here at Tarenga  - Albert may have to go on his  own  as I cannot see without my glasses.

Hard work

I am back Veronica - I have just spent time in an idyllic  cottage with an English couple who drink red wine.  
I pruned the  roses, made a cake  and let Albert drive me to splendid locations.

I wish I had an egg cup

Asparagus  is so cheap here - I was imagining dipping my asparagus  into a boiled egg; as per the  posh  cookery book illistrations and of course  sitting on the  verandah  in the sun.

Sadly Albert and I do not have egg cups and it is foggy.

Veronica at home

I know more about my pal Veronica when I am away than when I live nearby - she is having trouble with her freezer . . .

I meant to ask her to save me some Christmas  cake, I will ask her her in my daily update tomorrow. 

She misses me!

Bikers in pyjamas

Albert and I stayed in a motel by a lake for a few days - it was a quiet  location.  On bonfire  night ten burly bikers rolled in, we nodded at them and they nodded at us and we did not see them again.

Albert and  I  went to bed early because we could not find any firework events - imagine our surprise  to be awakened around 11 pm by fireworks  and giggles!  We watched our motel biker friends let off splendid fireworks and bangers until midnight. 

What I did not tell you was that the  bikers were  all wearing their pyjamas . . . . I so wanted to interview the biker proudly  wearing his Winnie  the  pooh  pair but Albert would  not  let me.

Thinking about it

Albert has a good deal on a jet ski experience - he needs to know soon if I am accompanying him.

No no .....

I am just writing  this Albert and  I  shall  give  you  an  answer. 

Font fixed!

Interviewing Veronica style

I decided to  try Veronica's theory and took a  train to  Huddersfield  about 2 hours away.  Imagine my delight to see lots  of  rugby  players  occupying  most of  the   carriage.  No time to  lose  I approached them when  there was a lull in the  conversations.

I spoke to  Trenton a tall wide blonde half back and asked  him if it was OK for me to  interview him and  his friends?

Was it about  the  dummy tackle  before  half time I was asked  - I forgot to  tell  you  that they played for  Huddersfield  Town.

I wanted  to  know what books  they were reading .... the  Ticket  Inspector  came to see what all the  noise was about!

Malcolm  was my  favourite as he was reading The  Magic  Faraway  Tree .

What a lot  of fun you  can  have  on a train and I have so many more new friends.

Albert did  not approve of  my day out.

Having trouble  with my fonts  and  spacing  today.

Not bungy jumping

Too cold . . .

I have been experiencing  technical problems but back on track now.

I will tell you about the  Huddersfield interview tomorrow  after a game  of golf!

Miss Walls Ice Cream

I am not advertising ice cream but Albert and I met Miss Walls 1965 yesterday, she is an actress and so interesting ............ not telling you about her yet; there is plenty of time.

Good night Veronica.

Where am I

I am in New Zealand and Veronica is missing me.

Albert, he joined me a couple of days ago and we are set for adventures but he will not share wine with me!

We may even watch the New Zealand rugby match at 5 am tomorrow morning .........

Not Elvis

Note for Veronica - it was not Elvis that died but the Singapore cat we were supposed to be looking after; he could have waited a week or two.

Cat story - gremlins again I shall tell you tomorrow, sorry

Huddersfield Interview

................... keep you guessing - tell you tomorrow!

Where am I?

I shall tell you tomorrow where I am.  

Also you will get many messages at once and big gaps for the next few weeks; just warning you.

Singapore Cat

The cat died .............

LOST

I have been missing presumed lost in cyber space.

I am back Veronica!

An idea

Veronica suggested I interview people for my blog – who does she mean, famous people, odd people, ordinary people in the street?

I will ask her when she gets up because she has been on a night shift.

Busy day today …………

 

 

What a journey

I bumped into Frank today; I really did as he fell off his bike at my feet.  Frank is ninety seven years of age and still cycles everywhere …….. I took him home via the pub.  Albert was convinced I had planned my trip; I wish I had because it was fun; he is a retired, resting actor – Frank not Albert.

 

 

Veronica am I boring

My fans are dropping off – I must ask Veronica how I can improve my blog?

 

 

 

In the contract

Albert and I are due to look after a penthouse apartment in Singapore complete with a cat named London.  However, Albert is sick with a bad back and may need to stay home with the Canadian Mountie and his family. 

I will keep you posted – of course I can manage on my own!

Swimming

I have joined an aqua fit class at 10 o’clock on Fridays so I am busy getting ready.  Today I also need to pick the last of the beans at the allotment.

Albert says I will do anything to avoid dusting and cleaning – I WILL.

After lunch

It was not a good idea shopping for Albert’s tea after drinking with Veronica!

Today's weather

It is foggy today so I will travel into the city early and take a book in case Veronica is late.  It is our Christmas lunch because we are busy for the next month or two.

 

Will she notice?

I did mean to inform Veronica that my hair is now blonde with pink highlights, will she recognise me?

I will wear a big hat just in case!

Change of plan

Veronica and I are meeting in a trendy pub on Tuesday …………… I wonder why?

A coffee morning

I am meeting Veronica for coffee on Tuesday – we do not usually drink coffee?

Making amends

I baked a cake and cleaned the kitchen floor but Albert is still not impressed – he wants me to be like Mrs Dove across the road. 

Mabel Dove never goes out and even polishes the garage door.  To start with we do not have a garage and I would have no news for my bloggers if I did not socialise.

Allotment tomorrow to dig up carrots with Trevor.

Dinner/tea/supper

I missed Albert’s dinner and I cannot blame Veronica.

I forgot

Sorry Albert I am out for lunch again – I will be back in time for dinner!

Meeting two friends who do not drink, I suppose I could have an orange juice ……?

Veronica where are you?

 

What a show

My sunflowers are stunning – I should take Albert a bunch!

Hitting the pavement

Veronica did not make the Christmas dinner because she fell off her bike.

I am busy planning another dinner for my friend – her knee will be better then.

Hockey

I was supposed to report to a local paper on a hockey match last week and I forgot – sacked again I guess?

Christmas

Are you ready for the Christmas dinner Veronica?

I must tell you about a long lunch I had with a famous writer named Cloud Flower yesterday – I travelled into York early leaving Albert to fix his own breakfast and met her at the railway station.

We had so much to talk about and I can hardly remember what we ate and drank but Cloud Flower nearly missed her train.

Albert was out when I returned home late.

 

 

Onions and beans

I was collecting beans and digging up onions at the allotment when Albert rang me which was a big surprise.  Apparently I left a pie for his lunch which he thought was meat and made gravy - it turned out to be an apple pie. 

I am not popular!

 

 

Tinsel

I am seeing Veronica on Friday at our ‘old school’ Christmas dinner – I wonder if she will be wearing tinsel? 

She will be singing Christmas songs and dancing ……….

 

Aubergines

Just going out for a couple of hours Albert, I need to cover my aubergines in case of frost – no I will not be back for lunch.

 

 

Rabbit alert

Oh dear my next door neighbour’s rabbit is sat on my lawn; he is staring at me; should I return it to his owner?

I will take my time as I do not want to be too helpful.

 

 

Filming information

I have been released from filming – does that mean I am sacked; I shall ask Judi Dench or Maggie Smith next time I see them.

Notification of whereabouts

Veronica is back but she has gone again – I do hope she is not avoiding me!

I still do not know where she is but I am sure she will be back for next week for our school reunion Christmas dinner.  We are having our celebration dinner early this year because Albert and I are going overseas and the Canadian Mountie and his family are staying in our house – I told you about it before.

Smelly

Albert suggested we go to the cinema today but insisted that I spray his back with mentholatum and geranium pain relief; he smells awful.

I hope we are sitting on our own in the cinema.

Missing for days

I seem to have lost Veronica again.

It is true Tracy

To Tracy Boots-Smythe from Withensea, of course I have readers in New York.

Improving health status

The men in my house, Albert and Elvis are much improved thank you Kitty from New York.

So much better I shall have a day shopping tomorrow – I will leave a salad and a tin of tuna!

Sick

Albert and Elvis are not well – I had better stay in for a few days.

I could invite Veronica for tea.

Veronica - Eunice postcards

I have hundreds of postcards from Veronica because I have known her for many years. 

In amongst my postcard collection I found one saying “the party has begun” bye with no signature – I have no idea who sent it.

Another postcard said “so far things are idyllic but it is only day one” signed Anthony – who is he?

A card from Adelaide in 1997 was love from Rita – who on earth is she?

Veronica may know who they are, I shall ask her.

Secret postcards

Tell you tomorrow ….

Sweet cheese

I made cheese, onion and garlic scones today – Albert buttered them and put jam on them …………. I really did not have the heart to tell him; I shall tell him tomorrow.

 

 

A consequence of divorce

I proudly wrote a cheerful message to my brother in law and his wife – his first wife!

 …………..  it was such a nice card!

 

 

Trouble ahead

I have been re-called for filming but in the meantime have had my hair cut – will have to wear a cabbage leaf on my head.

Too tight

I am back but sorry I can say ‘nowt’ about my weekend or they will not pay me.  I will just say that my costume was very tight - I told the lady at the audition that her tape measure was wrong. I was third from the left on the second row …………….

Resting until they need me again.

Filming up-date

Not filming today but away to a secret location tomorrow, will tell you more on Monday.

Albert's new trick

Returning home from the shops I found that Albert had left his key in the door and I could not get in.  I telephoned him to no avail and was invited for a cup of tea by a neighbour who consequently returned home with me to check the door situation; suddenly the side gate opened and Albert rushed out asking what I was doing and the gate locked behind him.

There we were both locked out of our own house!

Albert had been cutting the grass and blamed me for the fiasco.

How did we get into the house, by borrowing a long ladder from another neighbour and Albert vaulting over the gate?

DRINKING

Tea today, tea tomorrow ……………

First in pub

Emilio and Albert were first in pub but we soon caught up – need a lie in tomorrow and we did not win the quiz – I am not meeting you until next month Veronica. 

Yes I still like you.

Raining

Veronica it is raining, can I meet you in the pub and not go walking?

My breakfast

I was only away for a minute and Elvis dived into my porridge – definitely not buying you a new gazebo now!

Come on out with me to the allotment Elvis, you need to run off the hearty breakfast.

Out with Veronica this evening and walking – I hope she is buying me a drink afterwards.

He cried

Elvis is so upset, the gazebo blew away and it belonged to him – he can sit in the shed like a normal cat. 

Walking with a friend

I am supposed to be walking with Veronica and her sister Robina on Wednesday (out at tea time again Albert) and I appear to have the plans wrong. 

I am sorry Veronica and promise to pay more attention in future – what time are we meeting???

 

 

Bin bags and coat hangers

Tansy Cornfield offered to sort and organise my wardrobe, just in case she calls; I started to do it myself.  I have collected three bags for the charity shop and was very busy that is why I did not hear Albert shout for help.  He is out of the attic now and has calmed down; he was very hungry.

Listening

Albert is in the attic again, I can hear him shouting ……………

New glasses

Veronica will not recognise me when she next sees me; I have purple glasses and blue contact lenses for evenings!

My part

I am to be a fish filliter’s daughter – not allowed to speak.

An actress again

Ruth Melody wants to know if I will be doing my own stunts?

 

 

 

 

 

On the beach

Fog stopped paddling; we should return in winter.

Nevertheless, we had a fun day – sang together in the car then jumped in puddles - of course we know how old we are!

 

 

 

Waiting

Veronica I am ready for our day out to Hornsea, it is raining so may need to spend more time over lunch. 

Will we get to paddle …………….. come on collect me soon; Albert is trying to persuade me to stop at home with him –WHY?

 

 

 

 

No dinner

I told Albert to get his own meals because I am a ‘resting’ actress.

Ee by gum - Yorkshire slang for Oh My God

I have been selected for filming in September – I was joking Albert I shall only be missing for twelve hours a day!

Tell you more after my costume fitting next week.

Veronica I have so much to tell you on Tuesday.

 

Shopping

I need essential food shopping but I am worried in case the telephone rings and I am wanted on set.

I will dash out quickly and leave Albert in charge of the telephone.

Not heard from Veronica but cannot wait until Tuesday when she is picking me up from home – we have promised to be back before Wednesday.

 

 

Confirmation

I am now officially available as an extra free at short notice for work on films and adverts.  However, my photographs need several hours of air brushing ……………..

 

 

 

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Just like the movies

I have seen the old movies where the would be actors sit waiting in corridors; so I should not have been surprised.  We were photographed and waited, measured and waited, registered and waited – it was a glimpse of another life. 

My pals and I are just waiting for the telephone call now …..

Albert I am just going out on location, get your own meals please and I will be back in a month or two!

 

 

 

 

Email comment

Now then Hugo Thierry from Liverpool I did have an audition and one day will be very posh- but still your friend.

 

 

 

 

An actor

I am too tired to tell you about this evening’s experience, I will tell you tomorrow.

 

 

Advice

I should have sought advice about this audition, should I wear make-up or not, a dress or a skirt?

Setting off now, it is a long journey but I have extra clothing, a book and a can of lager in my handbag

I may of course be too busy to blog in future.

 

Wednesday

Veronica does not know what I am doing on Wednesday but I did invite her for an adventure.

Early morning

Apparently I sent my sister in law a message telling her I was going for an audition at 4 am in the morning; what kind of film would that be?

Stage name

Maurveena, Clarabelle and I are travelling to York on Wednesday to audition for bit parts in a film.  I obviously cannot tell you anything yet but watch this space.

 

Another bus trip

I went out for the day with Violet Rose on Saturday; we had bacon butties with men in lycra …….

 

 

 

 

 

Martha's story

I forgot to tell you about Martha and Doris who were on the bus when Albert and I went to Wetherby on Wharfe, did I not tell you where we went?  We were sat in front of these two ladies and when we reached our destination we knew all about Martha’s bunions and Doris’s varicose veins and Martha’s fifth husband; you can certainly write a book on a bus!

 

 

 

 

Dangerous work

I needed to catch up on my garden and spent a few hours doing so; I was pulling up the root of a plant and fell off the path into the middle of the rosemary bush!  I did smell nice – but do not plan to do that again.

Albert did not hear me shout.

Not a whole day

Albert and I only had a half day out because the bus times have changed, disappointed he did not treat me to lunch; he did buy me a pork pie though.

 

Back from the sea

I think Veronica is back from the seaside, I saw a comment on bookface.  Looking forward to another day out in two weeks time, we have an exciting plan.

I am not driving!

Albert's plan

Albert is taking me out for the day tomorrow, I wonder why?

Come back soon Veronica I have so much to tell you.

 

 

Football

Albert is away on Saturday to see a football match; this will give me time to socialise for a few hours and I will be home before him.

Or I may just stay in and dust!

Holiday pictures

Veronica always sends me a wine glass picture with her location as background – I have just received a cup of tea picture.  Ok it is breakfast time but I did not know she drank tea.

I could visit her; it would only take three hours to get to Whitby – no I cannot as I am meeting Debra for a business lunch!

 

 

 

Returned

Albert I am back, Albert where are you; sorry I am late.  Oh you have had your tea ………….

 

 

 

Dead heading and digging

Elvis and I are at the allotment today with Mary Bunion, Bernadette and Frank – we tried to invite Nigel Slater to come along and cook our fresh vegetables for lunch; he has not replied.

I could be here for a long while and just in case left Albert a salad and a bag of crisps – I did not give him a time of return.

My homemade wine is not ready but Mary Bunion has supplies to go with our lunch; I would have invited Veronica but she is elsewhere.

 

 

 

Allotment visit

I need to check my allotment; Frank told me my leeks are ready

Veronica is at the seaside again, I hope to hear from her soon.

 

Mark my dentist

My dentist knows what I get up to as he reads my blog; I have to be careful not to make him laugh when he has a drill in his hand.

                                                                                        

 

Saturday

A day at the races and thank you horse number eight, I won and won again.

Back to the local club and Albert drank whilst I danced until midnight, may have to rest today and stick to drinking tea!

                                                                                        

 

On my way

I am sneaking out now while he has his eyes shut – Albert not Elvis. 

Dinner

Albert please cook your own dinner and I can go out early – Albert can you hear me?

 

Cat mail

In the post this morning was a postcard addressed to Elvis from Basil, there was a picture of a Dutch hen on it. 

Much to Albert’s dismay I read the card to Elvis – no response though.

 

 

                                                                                        

Problems

I am out with my old school friends tonight and I need to ask them what I should do with Albert – he keeps saying ‘why’ to every question I ask him.  My children did this when they were three – they will know what the solution is.

Veronica is at work so I have to report back to her.

 

 

Cockles, whelks and gin

I was invited on a pensioners’ trip to the seaside and it all started off quietly but ended up very competitive on the dodgem cars. I wish Veronica had been with me, I would have let her drive.

I returned home early to Albert having left the eighty year olds drinking whisky in the nearest pub.

                                                                                        

Stop that Veronica

Would you believe that Veronica and I had a letter each printed in the local paper, yes local to the city down the road, and up yonder?  Veronica’s letter was bigger than mine.

We were complaining about museum charges which are to be made to save the council money – we have several suggestions to save them money; we are available for advice any day; except an adventure day.

 

Short stay

Albert and I were invited to a barbeque yesterday, we arrived at three o’clock and Albert stressed that we were not to stay long.

We left at midnight and Albert was not ready to leave – poor Elvis was sat on the doorstep when we got home.

 

A bit of bother

I tried to wave at Robert today, he is a friend of Violet Rose and Albert would not let me.   I shall go out on my own tomorrow and wave at Robert!

 

 

 

Not cruel

A message for Ethel Suet from Saltash.  

I am not being cruel to Elvis he likes the allotment, he likes the shade and the peace and he likes me.

 

 

Horoscopes

My horoscope reading today stated I should not sit in a draught or get wet.  I will sit in the allotment shed with Elvis and read a book ……….

Albert and I are slimming so I left him some lettuce for lunch.

 

 

 

Adventures without trying

Veronica and I were walking in a cemetery looking for local names when I pointed out a gravestone – I know I should not have touched it, I should not have gently outlined the date which was 1910.  It was not my fault that the top fell off the grave and landed on my foot; it was very old.

After this experience I was sorely tempted to ring the bell in the church but Veronica would not let me.

Still laughing  ……and then there was the dog that recognised me.

No pink wine

Albert and I took Lonnie and Gwendolyn to a brewery yesterday and then visited Veronica without wine.

Our visitors were fun but  have left now – just typing this drinking a cup of tea and I shall be on my way to collect Veronica for our day out.

 

Visitors

Lonnie and Gwendolyn are visiting us tomorrow from New Zealand – I must dust and bake a cake. 

As Lonnie is a journalist should I take him to a football match for reporting advice or let him write my blog for a while.

Gwendolyn is a genealogist and wool scientist, what on earth shall I do with her?

I know we will visit Veronica with a bottle of pink wine.

 

Rake and spade

Christelina is again questioning the location and existence of my allotment, where does she think I am going when I leave home with gardening equipment? 

Elvis knows my destination.

 

 

Next week's adventure

We, Veronica and I have decided to do something different; we are having a day out on Tuesday and I am driving and she can drink and then in August we shall reverse roles.

We are hoping to have a meal and a healthy fitness walk too ……. depends on weather.

Destination: Northumberland July and Humberside in August but subject to change at short notice.

 

wrong message

I was to meet Veronica today for lunch however she sent me a text saying Emilio was sick; I obviously expressed concern and wished her well.

I then received a telephone call from a laughing Veronica telling me it was her sofa that was sick and she was waiting for the repair men!

I must stop speed reading …………….

No lunch then.

 

 

Busy day

I was on the bus early today to complain to the council about the proposed planning permission, for the rabbit viewing extension next door; it makes a change to type grammatically correct letters.  However I did mention in one objection letter that if all else fails I will be writing to David Cameron and Pope Francis for back up?

I am out this evening with a fellow writer, I did not mention to Albert that the writer is a man and shall change his name from Claude to Claudette.

 

 

Carpet story

There was a change of plan last week and we did not look after Carpet – let me tell you the story of his name.

The owners of the said dog were saving up for a new carpet for their house and the husband came home one day with a homeless dog – so the new carpet was a dog.

Oh yes, we did not look after Carpet because we were sent to Durham to look after a house and a lamb; we are very special house sitters

 

Screaming

I wondered why my watering can would not work and tipped out the contents on my onions – I did not mean to scream but I did; Elvis looked alarmed and Albert did not hear me.  Why did I scream it was because there was a dead frog in my watering can.

Oh Veronica where are you, I need a meeting with a pie and a glass of wine!

 

Hiding

To enable me to write my love story I need to keep out of Albert’s sight but I can still hear him!

Leaving home with my lap top I know a café that serves wine.

 

 

 

A competition

I found a competition for a Mills and Boon book deal, where you have to type the first chapter

 

Suddenly Posy Slagyford found she was without a job and a man and decided to pack up her totector boots and catch a bus to ………

 

I may be a while in getting back to you and where is my pal Veronica, she could help me over a bottle of pink wine.

 

 

Returned

I am back but need to do my washing first before I tell you a few tales – I may even tell you about Olive.

 

A few days

Just nipping out with Albert to look after a dog named Carpet in a village up a hill near Mablethorpe. 

See you on Friday.

Elvis has returned

I did not want to worry you but Elvis has been missing for two days; he just sauntered into the kitchen looking tired.  I will never know where he spent the last two days.

I need a rest

I have given up going out for a while as I have been socializing since last Wednesday, however if Veronica was to telephone me …..

 

 

 

Not Elvis

A friend offered to look after Elvis when my Canadian Mountie and his family are staying in my house.  However she wanted to keep him indoors on a sheepskin bed and take him walking on a lead.

Elvis is used to roaming my allotment and garden and will not like the idea of a lead and there was mention of a harness in her soft top car – ok Elvis you are not going

 

 

A rest day

I am tired today and my ears hurt but it does not matter I had a wonderful time at Glastonbury.

Too many stories to tell …….  All in good time perhaps.

 

 

Do you recall?

Veronica do you remember when we met Creedence Clearwater Revival – that was when ………………….

 

 

 

Glastonbury

I am here, I was picked up by Pansy this morning at 5.45 a.m. – I am sitting next to a skinhead named Swampy.

Loving it here Veronica.

 

Day with Albert

I went out with Albert yesterday to make up for the fact that I was leaving home early on Sunday – I bought him lunch and an ice cream.

 

 

Night out

I forgot to remind Albert I was out tonight with school friends; made him early dinner and kissed the cat …………… see you before breakfast Albert.

 

 

 

Message for Minnie

Hello Minnie from Rufforth – I am sorry there is no way I am taking Albert to Glastonbury.  Do you want to come with me?

 

 

Glastonbury

I have tickets to Glastonbury and wonder if Albert would miss me if I said I was just going shopping ……….

I really want to go!

 

A short trip

I need to go to the allotment today to check my wine and carrots.

Veronica is sending me photos and no messages; I do hope she is enjoying the sea air.

 

Answer me Elvis

Elvis has a large chunk out of his tail; I asked him what he had done but no response.

May need a visit to his friend the vet.

 

 

 

 

Staying longer

Veronica sent me a message saying that she is staying on holiday longer – she will run out of wine soon.

 

 

 

Yesterday's lunch

I was invited to lunch by my old games teacher – she makes a mean salad followed by red wine and red wine.  I had gone to such trouble to convince Albert that it was a respectable outing; of course I could have drunk tea but it would have been rude not to join Miss London in a toast.

Veronica is invited next time, could be a longer lunch.

 

Fathers Day

It is Fathers Day in the UK and Tristan asked me to buy beer for Albert as he lives on a barge many miles away.

I purchased the beer and the young assistant asked if I was having a night in? I told her they were for my husband from his son and I was buying them for him, do you want a receipt she asked, yes please because I want my money back …….   But you paid by credit card, I know but I want my money back from my son, but you paid by credit card.

Help.

Buy your own beer next time Tristan!

 

Just me and Elvis

I have an Albert free day – arranged a lunch date and much later I am meeting Violet Rose to share a bottle of wine and supper!

Veronica is at the seaside again.

 

 

Slight damage

I have sixteen bottles left, it was the nettle and bramble bottle that exploded – the parsnip wine looks good.

I look forward to testing and tasting with Veronica!