What are you doing today??

  Take piss them lot if you let them

3rdforum wrote:Think I'm going to buy a big canvas print of this

Campbell Brodie wrote:Top of the Royal Mile and Camera Obscura.

That purple lit bit at the top of the Camera Obscura building. Its a tight squeeze, ( for me) but you can get around to the right hand side ( as we see it in the photo) and get great shots of both the royal Mile and the Castle Esplanade ( to the back of the photographer )

My aunt , who had a stroke a couple of weeks back made a lazarus like recovery nd retained all motor abilities and speech etc, though she was frail anyway. She was discharged home on friday. She died this morning.

  Do not bother with the lottery

3rdforum wrote:My aunt , who had a stroke a couple of weeks back made a lazarus like recovery nd retained all motor abilities and speech etc, though she was frail anyway. She was discharged home on friday. She died this morning.

sorry to hear this,

I was worried it was your brother Jim!

I haven't even asked him how he is getting on Did I mention my 1st coisin, Niamh, started chemo for breast cancer  a few weeks ago? I'm just full of good news at the minute 

3rdforum wrote:My aunt , who had a stroke a couple of weeks back made a lazarus like recovery nd retained all motor abilities and speech etc, though she was frail anyway. She was discharged home on friday. She died this morning.

Mcqueen wrote:  Do not bother with the lottery

And never buy me a aeroplane ticket...

Just been in garden getting soaked while sorting all the pot plants that hed blown over. Lost a lot of lovely flower heads...

Netting lets the plant breath and stops them blowing away

Mcqueen wrote:Netting lets the plant breath and stops them blowing away

it was the ones on my steps...

Campbell Brodie wrote:

Mcqueen wrote:Netting lets the plant breath and stops them blowing away

it was the ones on my steps...

There are now no flower heads left on those pots on the steps...

Get some plastic ones and set them in concrete save all that fecking about,
jet wash the kents now and then to keep them looking smart

Get some plastic ones and set them in concrete save all that fecking about,
jet wash the kents now and then to keep them looking smart

Get some plastic ones and set them in concrete save all that fecking about,
jet wash the kents now and then to keep them looking smart

Oooh! You managed 3 that time! You're upping your game now!

Its been bad all day, Shut it down twice made it no better, bought 3 cars this morning and i only wanted 1

Mcqueen wrote:Its been bad all day, Shut it down twice made it no better, bought 3 cars this morning and i only wanted 1

Tidied up all the leaves and twigs scattered all over by yesterday's storm. I'd moved some of the taller plants behind the patio set to shield them from the winds. Got off pretty lightly I think. Won't need to water them for a few days anyway!

wENT TO AUNTS FUNERAL. tOOK EILEEN'S CAR, WHICH, yet again, had feck all diesel in it. Had to get fuel before I hit the motorway and that took 15 min cos of queueing and covid restrcitions with only 3 ppl allowed in shop etc. That meant i was now late, so put the boot down and got to the church bang on time. Spotted Jim , my brother, and joined him . He told me that my uncle Vincent had a job for me. I assumed it was to carry the coffin. Anyway, the mass went on and I was zoned out. The priest then called time for the "prayers of the Faithful", 4 verses with a chorus inbetween ( or response or whatever the feck its called). I was wondering how the painter painted the vaulted ceilings. Everyone turned round looking at me. Wtf?? So I put out my hands and shrugged my shoulders. Jim, my lovely brother, was just about keeping it together. My aunt, sister of woman who died, had to come down from front of church to where I was halfway down, to say that I should be up on the altar, reading these feckin prayers. WTF?? I said, nobody told me!!. Jim at this stage was feckin snorting trying not to laugh out loud. I went to the altar, passed the chief mourners, my uncle Vincent was pissing himself saying, "did you not get the message"?? Yes, I said, but I just decided to be a dickhead. That set the mourners off, I went up to the pulpit, was fiddling with my face mask and stumbled a bit. finally, I got to the microphone and could barely read the feckin hand writing, I was reading and bringing the page closer then farther away , holding it out to the side , while at the same time leaning into the mic. FFS!!! ThenI had to carry the coffin and I was in the middle, but the lad opposite me was 6'2", so when we went down a few steps, the coffin lifted off my shoulder, but , being a true stalwart, I held on, but I think my feet were going  like a hamster on a wheel FMR, what a day 

  Great i love funerals like that might aswell laugh about it

Mcqueen wrote:Get some plastic ones and set them in concrete save all that fecking about,
jet wash the kents now and then to keep them looking smart

Got what you suggested and put them up this morning Reg. 2 hanging plasric buxus plants. Job's a good 'un!

Plastic its the future