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Will miss your posts and lovely photos. All the best!

posted by Nita09 on July 23, 2012 at 10:11 AM | link to this | reply

Kabu

Ha, ha, he, he, I have not touched it yet, I am still eating the cherries I bought recklessly

I did not realise half price meant taking up a mortgage. I have been writing comments it is half seven, I feel knackered, thank you for saying I can take today off. Thank you so much. What only one day  

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 11:36 AM | link to this | reply

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Thank you Marrise , I am sure you can be charming as well. I know, I suppose people like to show appreciation, to tell you the truth I have not unwrapped it yet as I am trying to keep reasonably slim. Lay off of pickled onions,I ran out of olives and the stomache ache came tearing back in. 

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 11:29 AM | link to this | reply

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Goodness FSA I wrote a heartfelt lecture to you and somehow it has vanished, basically it means don't believe in those old memories, men do this all the time. Get real. Woman are cleverer they are by necessity. God bless them.  Just an insurance policy.

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 11:19 AM | link to this | reply

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Shobana you are on a world of your own we only hug cousins. To hug for a cake would imply a rather warmer feeling than one was expected to give. Any way with my working clothes steaming with perspiration I might give of Earthy vibes which in turn, O! go on I am not going to search the core of my being, you are much too young . 

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 11:01 AM | link to this | reply

Re: I would not describe your situation as domestic bliss...

Well it could be worse Pat he cooks healthy meals and always on time, mind he does it primarily for himself, bit he looks on me as a surrogate father after finding endless girl friends were becoming broody. I would not eat it much if turned out like a lump of sludge the way I cooked. 

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 10:50 AM | link to this | reply

Re:adnohr

Well adnohr he is a bit too cute for that we are slug searchers caterpillar, wary, and even greenfly observers. I did not have the heart he felt sicky and blamed it onto an Indian Meal. I then told him that my sister who lives lives in local village had got the  Duck bug.

As she had visited me Friday he began to spray the taps with bug wash. No andohr but I remember I wrote my first poem about 5years old about a little daisy.

posted by C_C_T on July 22, 2012 at 10:43 AM | link to this | reply

Reading about receiving the cake and trying to come up with what to say made me think of thank you cards. I find it difficult to keep each one original. After all, there are only so many ways to say thanks...Love truly does at times leave a scar.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on July 22, 2012 at 9:45 AM | link to this | reply

This is an altogether charming post.  The sky imagery was awesome; I hope the cake was good.  I do not always know what to say either on such occasions.

posted by mariss9 on July 22, 2012 at 9:09 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Re:Nabu

I forgot to mention that when you have a cake to eat, you should ONLY eat fruit and icecream with it.

 

posted by Kabu on July 22, 2012 at 8:45 AM | link to this | reply

So I hope the cabbage is cooked and the potatoes too CC and Goodness just don't stop halfway and mutter for God's sake - a hug for her would definitely do for the cake my friend. Your poem was a joy to read too and why do you feel that way - its definitely cause she's touched the core of your being.

posted by shobana on July 22, 2012 at 6:42 AM | link to this | reply

I would not describe your situation as domestic bliss...

I don't know when I've had cabbage - maybe St. Patrick's day - but nobody else will touch it, so I don't cook much.

posted by Pat_B on July 22, 2012 at 3:55 AM | link to this | reply

Tell Arthur that you ate the cabbage, and only noticed afterwards that there had been slugs in it. His expression will probably be worth the white lie.. The poem is another work of art. None of these have been published?

posted by adnohr on July 22, 2012 at 2:25 AM | link to this | reply

Re:Nabu

Well Kabu I started pulling the leaves off the cabbage eek slug damage in the end I ended up with the heart.I cooked that too long and it was limp. The taties were home grown and ok with salad cream.  The goose will only eat cat pellets and bread and grass as soon as I let it out  a family of black birds cluster round waiting to steal the cat pellets.          

posted by C_C_T on July 21, 2012 at 11:38 PM | link to this | reply

Re: justi

Thank you Justi I must eat my basket of cherries and the cake. Nice to hear from you,

posted by C_C_T on July 21, 2012 at 11:29 PM | link to this | reply

Re: bill

Sorry Bill you will have to have all that is attached as well

posted by C_C_T on July 21, 2012 at 11:26 PM | link to this | reply

Re Wiley

Thank  you Wiley keep smiling,

posted by C_C_T on July 21, 2012 at 11:24 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Naut

He was in charge of a laboratory, I also like iced lollies,

posted by C_C_T on July 21, 2012 at 11:23 PM | link to this | reply

CCT

There's nothing wrong with ice cream, and tinned fruit will also do in a pinch, though fresh would be better...And where did Arthur get this proclivity to nagging?

posted by Nautikos on July 21, 2012 at 9:26 PM | link to this | reply

CCT

I'd go with the fruit and ice cream myself and Arthur will understand Lovely flower and poetry my friend.

posted by WileyJohn on July 21, 2012 at 7:33 PM | link to this | reply

CCT

jThe cabbage’s yours. It’ll narrow down the women. I’ll take the lips sir. BC-A, Bill’s R®st

posted by BC-A on July 21, 2012 at 6:51 PM | link to this | reply

Such a lovely idea someone brings you a homemade cake. Oh eat what you want you are on vacation from Arthur's rules. LOL It is lovely that the mind, heart and life itself does not stop but sleeps until it is changed into a lovely image of itself in eternity. Beautiful poem.

posted by Justi on July 21, 2012 at 5:49 PM | link to this | reply

So...what is wrong with tin fruit and ice cream. The little potatoes sound

nice, but feed the cabbage to the Goose!!

lovely flower brilliant poem.

posted by Kabu on July 21, 2012 at 4:16 PM | link to this | reply