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potsy

Rambler
Location
My Armchair
im gonnna give accy a run for his money:tongue:

Setting the bar there.
Accy has gone fairly quiet, so hope this wasn't his stuff I saw yesterday and he's been evicted from his new flat already :ohmy:

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raleighnut

Legendary Member
im gonnna give accy a run for his money:tongue:
You won't even come close. :laugh:
 

summerdays

Cycling in the sun
Location
Bristol
No need to be. :smile:

Figs take two years to ripen. Therefore the immature fruits need to be protected from frost damage. Putting socks over the baby figs is easier and less faff than wrapping the tree in fleece. Hopefully I'll have some figs next summer. :blush:
I must go and inspect my fig tree ... we have yet to get a single fig off it (only planted it about 3 years ago, in a restricted root space of course).
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
Notice anything different about me?:girldance:

Yellow trousers with a dark green jacket? Is that your new holiday outfit?
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
I needed to find the destructions about putting back together my Gtech cordless vacuum cleaner. I looked in the file for household instructions and could not find it. It had propelled itself into the file for Household invoices, to be with the relevant receipt. This resulted in my deciding to sort the above-mentionned files, and in so doing I found the details of the very helpful man who sorted my Sky satellite dish.
 

petek

Über Member
Location
East Coast UK
Busy bee morning. Dentists, opticians then Tesco big shop.
Skegness is beautiful at this time of year.
Gave two beggars outside Greggs a pound each and felt the better so for doing.
Somebody else brought them out a hot pasty each. Bleddy good begging pitch is outside Greggs in Skegness.
Useful to know should MrsP continue spending as she does.
Early lunch 'au village cafe' on the way home. Home made veg soup and a fresh cob. Tasty.
:smile:
Reflecting upon cycling as a metaphor for the ups and downs human existence this afternoon.
Southwards down the promenade in fifth gear with nary a turn of the pedals, oh frabjous day.
Pashley was as if made from carbon fibres.
Pig of a ride back into a cutting headwind and never once got out of second gear.
Pashley felt like a great big lump of lead.
Cyclothymic-tastic.
:smile:
 
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Bread is doing its bulk ferment. Have done the stretch and folds, and now it's being left to its own devices.

It'll probably be ready to knock back and shape in a couple of hours or so. The new tin of DA yeast has far more get-up-and-go than the old one, even though I only put around one gramme of yeast in the dough. Will probably end up proving and baking tonight rather than doing the proof in the fridge overnight.

Have also cancelled the auto-renewal on my car insurance. My Felicia is bound for the great scrap heap in the sky and still not sure when I'll find the right replacement.
 
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