Archive for February, 2008


Thursday, February 21st, 2008

We are going on our travels for the best part of a fortnight, and I don’t know if we are going to have any chance of blogging en route. The cooker has been mended by the cooker whisperer, and Dr Biswell is in charge. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible.
PS: an indication […]

Unacknowledged Legislators

Monday, February 18th, 2008

by Jenny Joseph
“The nations favourite post war poem”
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m […]


Monday, February 18th, 2008

The long day drew towards its close somewhat tiresomely. The Northern Gentleman re-eventuated, which was not tiresome at all. But he and we were mutually debriefing, while I put together two lasagnas, one a re-invention of last night’s stew served to the laird of Towie, the other vegetarian-friendly spinach and ricotta, when there was a […]

Rodent Control

Monday, February 18th, 2008

I was talking to my mother on the phone last night, with the study door open so that Miss Kit and Miss Best Friend could wander in and out, as they do. I have found on the whole it is easier to sit there freezing than to get up and open the door once every […]

Midwinter Spring

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

It was a grand day for a day out; a day of cloudless blue skies, and almost warm. And there was much to celebrate. For instance, I am reliably informed by the Canadian Professor, that today is the anniversary of the Battle of the Herrings (1429) and the independence of Chile (1818). Matthew […]

The Hot Spot

Thursday, February 7th, 2008

Well, and how has Miss Kit taken to the hot spot? I was from home last night, but left the Professor with a variety of new acquisitions (I had to be in Aberdeen proper to visit the dentist, and having gone all that way, did a lot of really boring shopping in a burst of […]

Further post from the Dept of Fractured English

Thursday, February 7th, 2008

The Chairman of the Fluoridation society is not the only one having trouble with language. I subsequently came across an individual who was taking issue with the BBC’s treatment of the demise of Maharaja ‘Gizz-yer-money’ Mahesh Yogi: ‘Why do you need to compare a Maharishi to a Charlton? Mother Teresa was no ‘mother’ sharing […]

Recumbency Problems

Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

The heated pad, as mentioned in the last blog, turned up today and I cleared a space on my desk for it. After initial suspicion, I think (fingers crossed) Miss Kit has taken to it: she was admittedly standing on my keyboard when I came through a bit earlier, perhaps through force of habit, but […]


Friday, February 1st, 2008

Following on from a blog-comment by the Man from Maryport, I am instituting an experiment, and will report again in a week or so. After a bit of toing and froing on Google, I have managed to buy a soft heated pad designed for cats to sleep on: you plug it into the mains and […]