tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post7463561594010560798..comments2023-09-29T14:08:28.531+01:00Comments on Mad Aunt Bernards Tortoise Poetry: Folly Made Breakfast...Mad Aunt Bernardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16916242560785536017noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-62564518077703243812009-12-17T23:15:11.802+00:002009-12-17T23:15:11.802+00:00Tortoise-pacing with the next post, M'dear?
...Tortoise-pacing with the next post, M'dear?<br /><br /><br />Aloha, Friend! Miss You<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://comfortspiral.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Comfort Spiral</a><br /><br />cloudiaCloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-8148231918016640502009-12-09T13:19:00.078+00:002009-12-09T13:19:00.078+00:00Well, many thanks for your careful consideration o...Well, many thanks for your careful consideration of my plight. Street chic it is! I've got Vom coming round later with some rusted metal and a couple of spray cans. <br />The spider, by the way, has some ritz crackers hidden off-screen which he likes to attack in between meals....I don't mind so long as he doesn't spoil his appetite. He is a bit of a boffin, and doesn't like company, whereas the turtles are helplessly in love and sing to each other constantly with an orchestral background which I've switched off. It does my head in. Pip-pip!Mad Aunt Bernardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16916242560785536017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-82776709150379590132009-11-29T02:48:02.444+00:002009-11-29T02:48:02.444+00:00Where does Peadar theoctoleggedeejit go when it...Where does Peadar theoctoleggedeejit go when it's off screen?It seems to be chasing it's own shadow, the total feckin EEjit. And how come the other two get company and food?Totalfeckineejithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352708391465031655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-77461430183171827932009-11-25T19:55:43.339+00:002009-11-25T19:55:43.339+00:00And I was just going to remark on the great name f...And I was just going to remark on the great name for the spider, but I see TFE's given a thumb's down, so I won't.<br /><br />Either I need another drink or a really long lie down. What a whirlwind week. Too bad about the vicar. <br /><br />I love "Bedknobs and Broomsticks"!Kat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-91186032326865259862009-11-22T23:11:19.311+00:002009-11-22T23:11:19.311+00:00I'd go for a 10ft wall if I were you Auntie, w...I'd go for a 10ft wall if I were you Auntie, with razor wire, broken glass and security lights, a sort of gritty urban chic look.I've never heard of Skiddy-under-grundy though I was in Skiddy-under-ware for a couple of weeks.Nasty.<br />Peadar? What an utterly ridiculous name! What class of feckin EEjit spider would have a name like that.Squish it I say.Totalfeckineejithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352708391465031655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-55240995363762202592009-11-22T21:23:56.182+00:002009-11-22T21:23:56.182+00:00Breakfast, the most dangerous meal of the day. De...Breakfast, the most dangerous meal of the day. Definitely go street chic with the hedge I say; & what is the sound of a one-handed vicar clapping?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15687192784861682991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-19817603229556868602009-11-22T21:23:33.463+00:002009-11-22T21:23:33.463+00:00after a blast like that I would go for street chi...after a blast like that I would go for street chic...KING OF THE CAMELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17824247692095779263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-85383893287824065742009-11-22T18:15:37.476+00:002009-11-22T18:15:37.476+00:00Whenever I have to trim my bush, I always go for t...Whenever I have to trim my bush, I always go for the Commando-style cammo look. These modern styles just aren't the done thing in nice neighbourhoods.<br /><br />Curiously, the word verification for this comment is 'Trident' - are you SURE Folly isn't still loitering somewhere nearby? I'd pop out and check, if I were you.The Lesser Weevilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08936694594717599122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-67867668382664769682009-11-22T12:12:11.296+00:002009-11-22T12:12:11.296+00:00A personal hedge favourite of mine is the retro, 1...A personal hedge favourite of mine is the retro, 1974 suburbia, you know the sort. of course it does attract various leaping urchins who delight in hedge holing, but it's worth the effort. Personally, I'm glad to hear there are children out there are who are still so incredibly naughty! frying a gas can in a pan on a gas stove is inspired! The girl should be held up as an example to those other yoofs... where has the rage gone!? It's all hoody mooching these days, squinting at predictive texts and that... sorry to hear about your abode and hedge.. but well done folly I say!Batteson.Indhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10846214578565824955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-40704224289698507252009-11-22T11:43:29.082+00:002009-11-22T11:43:29.082+00:00You poor dear thing - what a disaster. I hope you ...You poor dear thing - what a disaster. I hope you are recovering from that awful shock and when you feel up to restoring your hedge I think you should go for the rustic grunge look - it will do nicely should any other disaster occur.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06826501916623305535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-16850782627400069982009-11-22T07:57:24.174+00:002009-11-22T07:57:24.174+00:00Dear Auntie,
re: the hedge.
Up country in the urb...Dear Auntie,<br />re: the hedge. <br />Up country in the urban sprawl of Brisle there is a lovely young man who goes by the name of Banksy who does a lovely line in graffiti tortoise. (I know, I know! it is too brilliant.)<br />So, here down the lane we have had a whip round and the good news is he will take the commission. He mumbled something about an ironic take on the tortoises head when I spoke to him on the phone, sounds fabulous.<br />So anyway I told him to make his way to the outskirts of Trebollocks and start shreiking and you will meet him there.<br />You see, the spririt of yuletoad is strong!<br /><br />Love Cousin Down the Lane xsarah-jane down the lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01052558538802829343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882574271400724009.post-52022510243452408422009-11-22T01:43:01.415+00:002009-11-22T01:43:01.415+00:00Ah, but you have had an eventful week, have you no...Ah, but you have had an eventful week, have you not? This would explain your absence at my Kipper'N'Nutella Soiree the other evening. I was a little miffed at your apparent boycott of the event, but now is all clear. And there was me thinking you were still in a paddy about the pickled goldfish pate. Skiddy-Under-Grundy! Now there's a name that takes me back to my youth. Of course, this was where Shirley and I spent our honeymoon. Of course, he was so young and handsome then, and hadn't yet developed the propensity to pick his nose. It's not that I'm squeamish, as you know, but he refused to get his own fingers dirty and it was rather off-putting in genteel company. Lady Pendleby-Oompah didn't know where to put herself. Ah, Happy Days! Must dash, darling, the rozzers are here and they've caught another one for me. Joy!! I'm only helping them out for the next week or so, while the Custody Sergeant's boxer shorts are being exorcized. Nasty business, that. Toodle-pip.The Lesser Weevilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08936694594717599122noreply@blogger.com