
(Might put in an order for that cooker liner but why on earth would you want those toaster liner thingies??)
Fantastic place! 

and wants me to open them tonight
He's worse than me! I am resisting till Sunday!
I've had a lovely tea of lightly dusted lemon sole (read breaded) from M&S with home-made chips!
I'm dilusional! I completely forgot about that when I logged on...

I love the excesses of Christmas - its the normal mundane mindless munching on an average day that I don't much like - you know, that sinking feeling when you realise you've even the best part of a packet of biscuits just by snaffling one each time you pass the cupboard.
back. Tigger move over!!

J wasn't to impressed with that thought.
I told 'Harry' the plumber that he needs to re bill him....but judging by his expression, I reckon he thinks it's a waste of time.
but it definitely suits your personality, as it looks ready for anything and that's how I think of you.
my back and its all Ellie & Fred's fault. It was our first trip back on this end of the Moor since it was saturated with all that rainfall in December (they finally took down the warning notices). Anyway, I had all three dogs with me and they were enjoying themselves racing around after each other and generally having a good time. Ellie was hurtling around, put up a pheasant, jumped a big clump of heather to get to it - and just disappeared! Turned out she'd fallen in to a concealed steep sided, narrow drainage ditch from the days when they used to drain the Moor to cut peat. Fred was following her and then, of course, fell straight in on top of her - they ended up kind of wedged in side by side in deep water - and because of the steep sides neither of them could get a foothold to get out. I laid down on my tummy and managed to grab hold of Fred's collar and haul him out but I couldn't get Ellie's because as soon as she had a bit of free space the panick set in and she started splashing around in circles and moving along with the current. So I had to take off my jacket, jumper, boots, socks and jeans and climb in there with her
(Good job there wasn't anyone around - I must have looked great in my T shirt & knickers!!) I managed to get behind her and pushed her to the side then ducked down in the water, grabbed her bum and pushed her out from behind. You should have seen the state of us! We'd stirred up all the loose peat at the bottom so the water was filthy - and so was I - then, of course, I had to get dressed again while all grubby and soaking wet. Yuck! It wasn't until I tried putting on my jeans that I realised how much more my back was hurting. Blummin dogs! They knew they'd done wrong, they walked VERY quietly to heel all the rest of the way home and I haven't heard a squeak from them since.
redsoxgirl , 01-06-2007 08:10 AM




For Sarah and your bad back! You're a super-hero rescuing those poor doggies in distress!
But
about it - you really will have to write a book, it'd sell better than Marley & Me! 
Michelle - so glad your dad's back on the mend - he's a tough old boot isn't he. 
I always kind of stop during sparring and have a mini celebration/shock
when I land a punch, especially on Lee!
Then of course he proceeded to beat me to bits!
All good!
:ds: but I will get through most of my magazines and books, and probably watch the best of Muppets that the 'rents recorded for me!
I'm such a numpty!!! I think it just fell out of my pocket, they have it and have put it in the safe for me, so lordy knows how many messages and missed calls I'll have on there! 