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  • As soon as he heard those brakes, on went two pints of bitter and a whisky chaser...The order was always the same and so was their demeanour... But today was different... in they strode with
    I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives....


    ...utterly nutterly
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    • ......could this be the start of a romace ,or was he a married man,he never ever mentioned,his marrital status,and none had seen evidence down the lottie,plus none knew where he lived,sooooooo,was passion stiring on them plots or a whim of excitement from the past,just as they where going down the hill twards the mouldy spud,an officer of the law stops them,sir,we have had complaints about...................
      sigpicAnother nutter ,wife,mother, nan and nanan,love my growing places,seed collection and sharing,also one of these

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      • .... in they strode into the Mouldy Spud with a police constable and they all looked rather serious. Peter, the barman, knew exactly what to do - he'd seen it many times before - so he pulled another pint of the best bitter and offered it to the constable saying .....

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        • ...."How are your prize carrots coming along, Bert? Think you'll win the cup this year?" "Not unless I can get some more....
          Location - Leicestershire - Chisit-land
          Endless wonder.

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          • .............sunshine on them.
            Last edited by lottie dolly; 22-07-2012, 03:41 PM.
            sigpicAnother nutter ,wife,mother, nan and nanan,love my growing places,seed collection and sharing,also one of these

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            • .... said PC Bert, wiping the froth from his moustache. " Could you use some more beer slops for the slugs?" said Peter, with a wink........

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              • someone mention beer asked AP sidling in with an empty glass.

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                • "Wondered how long it would take you, AP" said Agnes, who had always thought AP was......

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                  • the bees knees apart from

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                    • ......his obsession with..........

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                      • Cabbage Moths.............and Caterpillars!
                        Ali

                        My blog: feral007.com/countrylife/

                        Some days it's hardly worth chewing through the restraints!

                        One bit of old folklore wisdom says to plant tomatoes when the soil is warm enough to sit on with bare buttocks. In surburban areas, use the back of your wrist. Jackie French

                        Member of the Eastern Branch of the Darn Under Nutter's Club

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                        • "Why on earth" said Jim to AP "do you collect caterpillars and help them to hatch into Cabbage Moths (whatever they are?)"............

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                          • Well- said AP, I wanted to show peeps that there is indeed a Cabbage moth aka 'Mamestra brassicae' as opposed to the Large Cabbage white butterfly 'Pieris brassicae' or the Small Cabbage White 'Pieris rapae' which all do the same sort of damage to my cabbage leaves
                            Not a lot of people know that!

                            .....at which point he'd noticed Jim's eyes had glazed over......
                            "Nicos, Queen of Gooooogle" and... GYO's own Miss Marple

                            Location....Normandy France

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                            • ...........but his lips were still moving so he wasn't completely lost.......Peter the barman hastily poured a double brandy (its medicine you know) and placed it carefully on the bar, just under Jim's nose.........

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                              • which was twitching like a rabbits.

                                Just then they saw thru the window, none other than................
                                Ali

                                My blog: feral007.com/countrylife/

                                Some days it's hardly worth chewing through the restraints!

                                One bit of old folklore wisdom says to plant tomatoes when the soil is warm enough to sit on with bare buttocks. In surburban areas, use the back of your wrist. Jackie French

                                Member of the Eastern Branch of the Darn Under Nutter's Club

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