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ivyleaf

Ha ha, Mr maryb sounds like Mr ivyleaf We've been married 45 years, and he has called me "darling" just once, when calling me from another room; I was so astonished that I thought I must be hearing things, went into the other room and asked "Did you just call me Darling?"? He went rather pink and said "Might have done." He's never done it again but he's a good bloke.

nursemaggie I'm so sorry you haven't lost your noisy neighbours after all!

silver-oldie

My DH used to say 'you'll do for me' and after a pause, but with a lovely smile 'rough as you are'

ivyleaf

silver-oldie I love that. Did you thump him?
I do get addressed as "midear" very very occasionally.

OH has a sight test this morning, so I get to help him choose new glasses. He does have separate reading glasses, but is currently having terrible trouble reading small print.

silvasava

Married 44 years next month and I get called Darling, flower, precious etc but only my name when he's cross lol! I call him lots of things - mainly under my breath

monnagran

As far as pet names go I've been Blossom and Pudding, neither of which thrills me. It has usually been, "Are you there?" Only my friends and my parents used my name.

All is ready for the viewer at 11. Every guilty secret has been tucked out of sight, every room polished and scrubbed up to an inch of its life. Everything, including me, is clean and sparkling. The loaf is in the oven so that all smells luscious, except for a certain four-legged resident who is particularly malodorous this morning. She does it on purpose. She is cross because all her beds have been tidied up.

I suppose that the house should always look like this. Well, it doesn't.

I will report back when the inspection is over.

THOUGHT FOR TODAY

A still tongue makes a wise head.

Take no notice of this. It was my MILs favourite saying. She was the biggest spreader of untrue gossip in the whole of Christendom.

fuddle

Oh but even if your MIL didn't practise what she preached it's still a good saying. Obs your MIL wasn't wise and even more stupid for knowing it and not doing it! I don't think I would have offended you with that comment. I hope not any way!

Today is a good day. DH is going to help me with the practical side of getting chickens again..I'm so pleased. It all went wrong the last time with the man who shall never be named again but this time we are wise and we know that we must build it so there is nothing anyone can complain about. There are three new sets of chickens on the site since I was first going to put them on. It's very old.news now. I am so excited though! It won't be until next spring as there's a lot to do, not least wait until broken fence panels have to be skipped and them DH has to weld them back to health. We've to gather pallets and I will assemble all the bits of kit I need, as well as knowledge. My plot is a quarter plot, is tiny but I am getting every inch of it working for me.

And on that note I've been given bocking 14 comfrey roots so I'm off over to go pot them up so I can be self sufficient in liquid fertiliser in the future. Who said that behind the shed is dead space!

Off I pop then. I love it when things fall into place! T'ra

LameWolf

maryb wrote: »

He can drive again Hallelujah!!

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silver-oldie wrote: »

My DH used to say 'you'll do for me' and after a pause, but with a lovely smile 'rough as you are'

Aww, that's really rather sweet! Mr LW's term of choice for me, for some unfathomable reason, is "Babe".

Hot on the heels of the Bessie booking, I got a text this morning: Lacey Spaniel wants to come for an overnight stay at the end of the month. As she's stayed before, no need for a meet'n'greet visit as I already know her. :T

Softstuff

We are sickeningly sweet with our terms of endearment, hubby is bear or pookie (interchangeably - and even in my phone), I tend to be pookie or pooks too.... oddly enough. Very few people call me by my name alone though, my half sister calls me sis and to my family I've always been Sheba (which to anyone who does know my name, is nothing even like it!) and my best friend and her kids add on -eybum to the end of my name, which I do even answer to :rotfl:.

monnagran

Fuddle, sweetie, there is nothing you could say about my late MIL that would offend me. Promise.
I am so excited for you getting hens. Believe me, they can be quite characters. One thing bothers me. How are you going to arrange for their entertainment? I had to have a roost built outside my window so that Hinge and Bracket could watch television. May I suggest the visit of a comedian or two? A string quartet? The London Symphony Orchestra?

Well, that was an interesting viewing. Mr, Mrs and two boys of about 9 or 10 who immediately fell in love with Millie. While the parents were being shown round the house Millie played her part to perfection. She flirted unashamedly, she leaned against them, rolled over to have her enormous tummy tickled, licked their arms and legs, would have licked their faces if she could have reached, she brought her precious monkey and allowed them to try and get it away from her and made 2 best friends. They told their parents that never mind the house, they wanted the dog. I told their parents that if they bought the house they got a free dog. The parents looked faintly horrified.
However, they loved the house. We will see.

I am now sitting in my pristine house with nothing to do. Bliss.

Hope you are all enjoying this bright, sunny day. That's if your day is bright and sunny of course.

ivyleaf

Well done Millie

Great news about chickens, fuddle :T

Well, Mr ivyleaf doesn't need new glasses atm; he needs an appointment at the eye clinic though - he was supposed to have gone to the eye clinic one day last November, but it turned out to be the day my brother died, and by the time we remembered about the appointment it was too late, and although OH tried ringing to explain, no one was there to answer the phone late on a Friday afternoon, and then he forgot all about it as we were busy making arrangements. So the optician is going to refer him again. Apparently his other eye problem needs sorting out before there's any point prescribing new glasses. So at least that saves some money for the time being

While he was in the optician's I went to the local department store and bought a new kitchen knife, a nice water bottle and a couple of birthday cards