Entries from February 2007

Sunday, February 18th, 2007

Please don’t go to Mexico!

Gracie

Originally uploaded by ZMB.

Sorry Gracie, hope you have a nice time with Granny & Granda NellyBert and Granny & Granda H. We’ll see you in a couple of weeks. Remenber, be good, do what the Grandfolks say and don’t chase Holly de Cat!

Tuesday, February 13th, 2007

No Free Speech Here

Today on my other blog I deleted a comment that I felt was tasteless and unhelpful. Before I hit delete I asked D what he thought and immediately wished I had kept my mouth shut. He mentioned things like ‘compromising my blog’s integrity’ and the like. My poor little head felt like exploding.
I [...]

Sunday, February 11th, 2007

Yarn Ball Factory

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Yarn Ball Factory, originally uploaded by ZMB.

This is how I fill my time these days. Making balls of yarn.
This time next week I will be getting set for Mexico. Our first week will [...]

Saturday, February 3rd, 2007

Crafting

Normally I don’t buy newspapers but the Guardian has been tempting me with free whale stickers, free dog posters and now a free craft guide. I feel like I am being targeted. Swines.

Saturday, February 3rd, 2007

Gracie’s New Jumper

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Gracie’s New Jumper, originally uploaded by ZMB.

Gracie in her brand new jumper. And look the nasty wee bitch is trying to destroy it!

Friday, February 2nd, 2007

Do the dead watch television?

Who in their right mind would send a TV licence reminder to the Present Occupier of Ballee Cemetery?
These eejits did!

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

Rory

Since Christmas I’ve been meaning to call in to visit D’s granny; she had told me that she had a picture of her old dog Rory for me to look at. By the sound of it Rory was a much loved and well travelled dog, and a bit of a scamp. He was [...]