I love a turret me. Executions optional…I guess that’s why they invented candy crush, to amuse those who were no longer catered for by the more gory social joys of a hanging or execution
Stupid English language! Whoever invented the rules must have had a high degree of brain fog.
There are no rules for the English language. In some respects, any rules were invented by a man who wanted English to be like Latin, hence you aren’t supposed to split infinitives. Other things, like spelling, just happened.
Any time I get something wrong, be it written or spoken, I blame brain fog.
Heads should go on the gateway as a warning. That’s where they were put in the days of executions. It’s easier to see them on a gateway than if they’re on a turret. Of course, you could have turrets on the gateway if that’s what you want.
I bet AD has turrets on the gateway to Durer Towers for that very reason. To ensure people notice the recently (and not so recently) decapitated heads.
Sue
Are they windsocks ?
Albrecht Durer is on Pointless - right now 5-18pm. lt is part of a question.
Oh chuffin eck, I’ve only gone and spoiled Bev’s image for you now!
Of course she’s not perfect She’s human after all.
I said she’s lovely, bubbly, trustworthy, but perfect no!
I wish I’d kept that to myself…At least until after I’d made my millions and run off with Anthony (did you know me and you were going to run off together?) , Into the wide blue yonder and set up another cloning business in outer Mongolia. Do you think there’s much call for Boudica’s Best Bev bits there?
And so to bed!Nite all!
Xxxxx
Windsocks…I love that!
This post just gets better and dafter as the days go on.
I may have said nitey nite all, but I can’t sleep…Too many fluffy socks blowing against my flagpole!
oh, Matron!!!
Pollsx
I’ve always been pointless. That’s the point.
No.
I’m a professional outlaw in Mongolia. And a wanted man in a great deal other countries.
A Dr
It had to happen. He’s everywhere!
Mags xx
And probably an unwanted man in at least as many others.
Shackled swimming in the daily mail this morning ha ha.
I’m off up Hanley duck to price up some pointy sticks. Brain’ fog bad today and I have a nasty appointment with the dietician first grrrrrr. I can just imagine the questions ‘Do you eat cake’ ‘Well yes, when I can’t carry anything from the shop, my right hand won’t work, I can’t chop of cut and I can’t lift the saucepan, yes if cake is in that is what I have’. Does that sound sensible to anyone? ‘What else do you eat’, ‘Well, mostly good stuff apart from when I run out of cake, can’t carry anything from the shop, my right hand won’t work, I can’t chop or cut and I can’t lift the saucepan, if I run out of cake I eat ice cream’. Blag.
Brain fog must have been playing up yesterday, got undressed last night after quite a nice day and the big smell dog Bailey coming here on his holidays, to find I had forgotten to put any underwear on in the morning! Thought it was a bit breezy.
I’ve given up on knickers as it’s makes dressing and undressing easier, especially when brilliant Bev forgets em anyway!
You mentioned cake…And ice cream…There’s only so much food mentioning a well intentioned dieter can hear, before temptation beckons!
But sitting in a wheelchair makes underclothing undetectable with the named eye anyway!
Listen, we have to stop talking about underwear, nakedness, cake and ice cream, or I will go completely off the rails!
Pollsx
Hi Anthony
An idea for the theme tune
PARANOID ANDROID
Carole x
ssue
i love your “clinically inane”!
Well, she was a lovely dietician. I was very truthful and she didn’t laugh or tell me not to drink copious amounts of tea so I like her. Half a stone needs to bog off asap so adjusting portion sizes so most of it is green (i.e. not spuds), ice cream once a week, minstrels once a week and increase veg, fruit forego nasty things. Ok, here we go. Just taking a big pill to start off with, no calories in that. Perhaps I’ll have one for lunch too.
Ooo, Bailey has been sent here on his hols with food that doesn’t give flatulence - it is a lie!! I shall write a snotty email.
Your earlier post about cake has made me laugh uncontrollably for several minutes. I can just imagine if I didn’t have a lovely man to do my shopping, I would eat cake a lot too. In fact, even with a lovely man, I eat quite a lot of cake. Luckily he likes it too. (Sorry Poll!)
And people who send their stinky dog on his holidays with inappropriate food should be denied cake.
I’m glad the dietician was nice and didn’t tell you off about the tea (but did you tell her about the cake?)
Shame about having to cut down on Minstrels. I had to cut them out of my daily rations a while back. It’s hard to do. Poll says she imagines that all cake and ice cream and other supposedly nice foodstuffs are full of worms and maggots. That apparently helps.
Not in this house. Tonight we are eating Steve Snores long and slow cooked lamb curry thing. Although it took such a long time to get the thing ready it can’t have the specified 8 hours cooking. So an extra big pill is probably a good thing.
Sue