Tea? (Part 1)

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wafflycat

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Morning!

*yawns*

*rubs sleep from eyes*
 

wafflycat

New Member
Oh the hens willingly run to me...

*It is she who brings food! Run to her! Run! Hurrah! She is come!*

But I need to go out there to unlock the henhouse & run so I can clean out the henhouse of overnight droppings and to refresh food & water supplies.
 

Landslide

Rare Migrant
Yeah, that'd be a bit grim! I was thinking more along the lines of carefully beak-carved twigs!:sad:
 

HelenD123

Legendary Member
Location
York
Kettle's on. Anyone want a cuppa?

I'd resigned myself to a cold, wet cycle home but the weather looks to be taking a turn for the better. Or have I just jinxed it:wacko:
 

Speicher

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Bright blue sky and sunshine here - out the back window, and grey skies out the front window. :biggrin:

Tea? please. Got to go to the Dentist this afternoon, just for a clean and polish tho. Who says I eat too many muffins, and cakes. :blush::biggrin:
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
Afternoon all!

Well, I don't know how you can all be so rude about the Da Vinci Code. What a masterpiece. What fine and subtle characterisation! What unobtrusive weaving in of fact and detail! It reminded me rather of the work of a young Adrian Mole, coupled perhaps with Willard Price...

My, it was crap!:smile: Not quite in one sitting, I took time off to knit and practise the Uke, but I did romp through pretty quickly. I didn't get all the anagrams and riddles up front, but I wasn't really trying. The mirror writing was so bleedingly obvious, I don't know how he dared string it out over two pages.

Still, I've read it now, and never have to read it again. Was the film just as awful?

You know you're onto a loser with any book where a chaper starts with a phrase like "The twin engined Hawker C-600 throbbed through the night air..." (or something like that) or the author can't say someone is holding a gun without telling you what make it is. Still, it's been quite useful - if I ever want to write a crap blockbuster novel, I know how, and otherwise, I know how not to write if I ever want to turn out something decent....

Ok, enough. Any comestibles left, or am I too late? Someone here just offered around half a bag of crisps she didn't want, but as they were Salt and Vinegar, I didn't want them either, even though I'm a bit peckish.

I'll put the kettle on...
 

Landslide

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Arch said:
Well, I don't know how you can all be so rude about the Da Vinci Code. What a masterpiece. What fine and subtle characterisation! What unobtrusive weaving in of fact and detail! It reminded me rather of the work of a young Adrian Mole, coupled perhaps with Willard Price...
I got the impression that Mr Brown wears a corduroy jacket (olive) with leather elbow patches (brown). He smells a bit funny and as a result never actually talks to women. The next best course of action is to re-invent himself as a blockbusting novel hero who goes to bed with foxy yoga enthusiasts, which is all well and good until he is roused from his reverie by his mum shouting up that his breakfast's ready...
 
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