R's rue

  It was a good job that I didn’t understand the new lockdown rules in Flintshire last night when I had that run in with the two “ ladies” last night  If I had I would have said a little more than just cheap shoes! The new lockdown in Flintshire has been a terrible disappointment  Organised cinema trips To Chester are now cancelled , meet ups with Liverpool friends postponed and even our 1940 s moustached choir master is now isolated along the coast, unable to meet us outside our choir venue. These little luxuries of social contact have been a life saver  Now many are on hold. Anyhow I’m luckier than most , so I’ll shut the fuck up...I thought this , at lunch with a friend today when I learned he was about to lose his job thanks to the virus  All I could do was to treat him to the meal and to listen  Not much in the great scheme of things It’s wet and miserable tonight Sod the diet...comfort food and a real fire is the ticket tonight A dvd Bl...

 Sipping bubbly  In a lather Of Bubbles  With Otis And Marvin Serenading me Is bliss At its finest from R's rue https://ift.tt/3jklMfl

  "Oh no!" "What's wrong honey?" "Just checking into  Blogland. That goddam Yorkshire Pudding guy!" "What has he done to upset you now?" "Another goddam blogpost about walking in the countryside!" "What's wrong with that?" "It's just so goddam tedious. And it makes me feel so goddam lazy!" "Where's he been this time?" "Some goddam Derbyshire village called Old Glossop. Then he has walked up onto the moors like a goddam sherpa!" "Are there pictures Bob?" "Yeah. Come and take a look honey." "How delightful! I like that picture of the rocks with that city beyond. Where might that be Bob?" "I guess it's goddam Manchester." "Oh, don't be silly Bob! Manchester is in New Hampshire. Everybody knows that." "Grrrrrrr!" Gatepost at Mossy Lea Farm "The Queen's Arms" in Old Glossop fro...