That poor little guy is a race bird. That Man (my allegéd "father") kept racing pigeons so I know all about them which comes in handy every so often during summer when some poor little soul flops down in my garden with exhaustion on route back to UK from Avranches; I have had three or four now over the years who stay for maybe a few days, they feed and rest then head off again trying to find their way Home;Thanks Captain. Lovely pic. As we're now onto birds, here's a pigeon I fed, watered and photographed on my patio after it got exhausted on along flight home,
Bless you Ems I'm glad you're ok, we all need a few days off sometimes. I've not posted over there for days (only once for Pom) there's just nowt worth saying about her at the minute.Lovely to see you too I'm fine, it's been very busy on this thread lately and I can't keep up with the lovely people and the different names! My memory is so poor I have to keep going back and forth to make a post So I've had a few days off. I did go on the kp thread earlier...just for a piss take. No memory needed
So, your chesticles...this is part of Allan's recovery? I'm sure he'll be swinging his light sabre around in no time with that therapy
I’m shy too and I only go cos I’ve a friend that goes too. If she doesn’t go for whatever reason I won’t either.That sounds really nice. I am shy and would struggle with that! It would be a couple of drinks to make me feel comfortable then I'd talk, you'd forget about the books
Not that I'm naughty or anything but...
Hmm well my dad wasn’t in the war, he’s only 67… it’s probably something he heard on dads army or something knowing him!Apparently it was a song our lads sang during the war.
I’m always singing random songs from years ago! It’s like they’re permanently stuck in my head! Like hymns we used to sing in primary school assembly and the spitting image song!That's bizarre! Though I think I could probably remember some more bizarre songs and sayings from a few years ago
Awww that's so kind of you...xxxOooh
Thank you and I dedicate this title win to @MANDATORY (cause I like the cats)
Happy chatting folks xxx
I think the only thing Brookie is going to manage to achieve is being a professional Fiancé / Husband;He's a little tit isn't he? Quite unfortunate looking too, amazing what he's achieved...
Whatever that is
Oh, bloody hell Allan, our OF has been hacked, fucks sake!
I took it once before one of my dreaded eye injections. I only took one but I felt drunk, but not in a happy woozy way. Is that the side effect that she likes do you think? I don’t get it either.Am I the only person on here that doesn't understand the drug bit? I was given tramadol once for my back problem, took it two days and chucked it down the sink.I'm confused here?
Sorry to hear about what you’re going through. Life can deal you shit sometimes. 7 years ago my hubby had to have open heart surgery to fix a valve. Because he was only 44 and very fit they thought he’d sail through it and only spend a few hours in ICU after and be moved to high dependency ward….things didn’t go to plan so he had to spend 2 days and nights in ICU. On the second day when I was sitting with him a nurse came up to me and said I had a phone call….it was his mum in a right state saying his 47 year old brother was on the floor blue in the face etc….she’d called an ambulance but long story short he‘d died a few hours previously. I wasn’t allowed to tell my hubby for 3 days until he was strong enough. I’d gone through breast cancer 3 years earlier but that was nothing to what we went through then. Even now I know a lot of my constant worrying and stress is because I had to internalise everything then and never really grieved properly. I‘ve had a lot of shit in my life but that was the worst….I think when it’s something that hits you directly you can deal with it easier than when it’s something that hits the person you love most xLove Hedgehogs and Squirrels - when I was little my dad used to wake us up when we had a hedgehog in the garden!
I dont get many here as I have a mental serial killing cat. When my dog (staffy) was a pup I heard her barking outside - went out and there was a hedgehog surrounded by toys in a big circle - the dog was trying to get it to play with her!
The cat would have mutilated it!
Im having a really hard time of life at the moment, I lost my mom (traumatically) in 2019 after 2 years of her in intensive care, also lost my job and started premature menopause, now my dad is in a care home in a pretty bad way and fear he hasnt long left.
Hence why I get a bit upset at the way Skanky treats AFP - even though AFP is a knob - skanky should cherish her mom - she has been her biggest support in her life.
Sorry to whinge just struggling at the moment - life is cruel at times isnt it.
Anyway love to you all - keep up the sillies - I love it when the KP thread is hilarious - it can be so funny on there, but at the moment theres too much aggy.
There are a few answers to that my friend, none of which I shall say right now while it's teatime you're a sweetie, thank you for brightening my evening ( now put your head back down & shush till later) xxSix foot or so...just the right size for you
Oh nowthen.........between the pair of us he'll soon come right I'm sureEvery little helps?
I'll whack over my 34 E's....duuuuuuuk
Think I'll just sit in the corner quiet for a while lolSake! I was only going to grease him up with a bit of zinc & castor oil, not check his internal cavities for ruddy concealments!!!
That’s lovely @HarriganHi everyone, how are you?
grey day today but dry,
I cut my cats nails today and brushed him, I’m finding hair everywhere these days even in the fridge!
anyway this is my latest quilt you will need your sunglasses
take care
Eww, mint sauce with beef?Just, like, poke that pudding across a bit with your fork & put a bit of mint sauce on that cabbage and I'll give you the full 10
Oh so sorry I'm just having a rant of my own... will report my message.. take care xxSorry to hear about what you’re going through. Life can deal you shit sometimes. 7 years ago my hubby had to have open heart surgery to fix a valve. Because he was only 44 and very fit they thought he’d sail through it and only spend a few hours in ICU after and be moved to high dependency ward….things didn’t go to plan so he had to spend 2 days and nights in ICU. On the second day when I was sitting with him a nurse came up to me and said I had a phone call….it was his mum in a right state saying his 47 year old brother was on the floor blue in the face etc….she’d called an ambulance but long story short he‘d died a few hours previously. I wasn’t allowed to tell my hubby for 3 days until he was strong enough. I’d gone through breast cancer 3 years earlier but that was nothing to what we went through then. Even now I know a lot of my constant worrying and stress is because I had to internalise everything then and never really grieved properly. I‘ve had a lot of shit in my life but that was the worst….I think when it’s something that hits you directly you can deal with it easier than when it’s something that hits the person you love most x