Jaqui's Daily Blog

Monday 25th June

This baby tiger has surfaced in our bathroom - fortunately, despite appearances, he is quite tame.  I imagine young Sam has been searching for him ever since he (and the rest of the Ball Family from Cardiff) came to visit earlier this month. 

 

I have two options now.  My first option is to add the baby tiger to the little pile of "small toys left behind when grandchildren come to stay."   I keep these in one of Mr B's bowls cups - let's face it his trophies have to come in useful for SOMETHING.  Alternatively I could parcel them all up and return them to their owners - but I am afraid that Sam and little brother James (possibly even baby Morgan) would get all excited about the parcel arriving and then be mega-disappointed when they see the contents and discover nothing new.   Will the return of the baby tiger be sufficiently exciting?  I shall consult the oracle (my lovely daughter-in-law) before acting.

 

There's lots more "stuff" in our garage.  Clearing said garage, along with "redesigning" the front garden (see Saturday's blog), is one of my retirement projects and today I made a valiant start.  Mr B is less than enthusiastic and says I am behaving like a "blue-a**ed fly", whatever that means when it's at home.  I decided to take it as a compliment though I am not at all sure it was meant that way.

 

Incidentally, Mr B is a little miffed about yesterday's blog on his talents as a colourist.  Not because he would argue with my faithful, blow-by-blow description - but because I failed to pay tribute to the excellent result.  Yes, friends, I am transformed - and all for less than a fiver.  Thank you, kindly, Mr B!

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24.09 | 18:00

I’m glad you liked it, Sally. Jaqui x

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24.09 | 08:25

Beautiful piece. Thank you. Sally

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30.08 | 19:32

P.s. I absolutely adored Gipsy Tart, and, yes, my son has his work cut out!!

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30.08 | 19:26

I too went to school in Kent where my Aunt worked as a dinner-lady. I got seconds sometimes thirds of my favourite pud, the said Gipsy Tart. My son’s a dentist!

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