andyoxon
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- Punxsutawney-on-Thames
So I’m just going out, and I may be some time...
Cheers
Andy
Cheers
Andy
The time has come...
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andyoxon
Legendary Member
- Location
- Punxsutawney-on-Thames
...in the interests of marital harmony, in case anyone was wondering.
Anyway....
Anyway....
Fnaar
Smutmaster General
- Location
- Thumberland
Don't be too long...there's probably some washing up or ironing that needs doing when you get back....
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andyoxon
Legendary Member
- Location
- Punxsutawney-on-Thames
Fnaar said:Don't be too long...there's probably some washing up or ironing that needs doing when you get back....
You may well laugh...
but, I suddenly feel more acquainted with the riot act... Well to be fair it's not just cycling forums, but camera forum, online photo albums, etc... (took 900 pics in Cornwall this August). Yesterday afternoon was apparently... anyway...
Elmer Fudd
Miserable Old Bar Steward
- Location
- Durham, and I am the eejit
Methinks andyoxon had tongue pie 'n grief for tea tonight (with a nice crisp chablis !!).andyoxon said:You may well laugh...
anyway...
Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Mmmmm
No "return" yet...may have to organise a search party..The Boundary House, The Spread Eagle, the wino's park bench by the river....actually I might not make it past The Spread Eagle...
No "return" yet...may have to organise a search party..The Boundary House, The Spread Eagle, the wino's park bench by the river....actually I might not make it past The Spread Eagle...
Elmer Fudd
Miserable Old Bar Steward
- Location
- Durham, and I am the eejit
<andyoxon rolls over on settee, muttering to himself as he re-arranges cushions and pulls floor mat (improvised duvet)over his shoulders>.
Does that sound like experience or what ????
Does that sound like experience or what ????
Elmer Fudd
Miserable Old Bar Steward
- Location
- Durham, and I am the eejit
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."
The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things :
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
Lewis Carroll 1832-1898
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."
The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things :
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
Lewis Carroll 1832-1898
Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Morning Andy
I hope the dog-house wasn't too cold last night. I'm getting quite used to being in mine. The bits in between visits to the dog-house are fab though!
Hope all is well this sunny morning.
I hope the dog-house wasn't too cold last night. I'm getting quite used to being in mine
. The bits in between visits to the dog-house are fab though!Hope all is well this sunny morning.
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andyoxon
Legendary Member
- Location
- Punxsutawney-on-Thames
Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated...thanks for all the concern though 
FF, no pub - just the overhaul of another door...
FF, no pub - just the overhaul of another door...
- Location
- Next door to Mr Benn at No 54
Thanks for letting us know you are "back". Surprisingly (or perhaps not) even though I have never met you nor likely to, the fact that you needed to walk out or off (just for a short while) was unsettling to say the least.
I cannot be the only one on here who has felt a similar urge to just up and leave, without bothering to say why. You have my sympathies. Are you trying to work as well as do all these diy tasks?
I often feel as if there are 1,000 things that need doing, only 6 of which are things I really want to do. The others are things that other people want you to do, think you ought to be doing, in preference to things you would like to do occasionnally, like have some time to yourself.
I cannot be the only one on here who has felt a similar urge to just up and leave, without bothering to say why.
You have my sympathies. Are you trying to work as well as do all these diy tasks? I often feel as if there are 1,000 things that need doing, only 6 of which are things I really want to do. The others are things that other people want you to do, think you ought to be doing, in preference to things you would like to do occasionnally, like have some time to yourself.
Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Speicher said:Thanks for letting us know you are "back". Surprisingly (or perhaps not) even though I have never met you nor likely to, the fact that you needed to walk out or off (just for a short while) was unsettling to say the least.
I cannot be the only one on here who has felt a similar urge to just up and leave, without bothering to say why.
I often feel as if there are 1,000 things that need doing, only 6 of which are things I really want to do. The others are things that other people want you to do, think you ought to be doing, in preference to things you would like to do occasionnally, like have some time to yourself.
Hear Hear.
