Spirit of the Yorkshire Pud

Behold! Sunday lunch at my gaff. THESE puds are what every Christian wants on his plate. These are my special puds - though they were a bit doughey, I have to admit.


And that woman sitting behind one of them is my girl friend, Claire White!! Her appetite is also something to behold.

Yum yum! Get it down ya!
Sam

Au Revoir.......

Bonjour ma famile, me and ma man are off to Morocco au jourd`hui, so I`m just dropping youse all one of Claire`s round robins. Things are fine here, a full house as Jess and Johnny are back for a week. They are moving into a new house next week. Everyone is ok, enjoying the lighter nights and the warmer weather. Nothing much to report here. So will say bye for now and will post when we get back, hopefully with a photo or two xxxxxx

Yaawwwnnnn!!!

Aye aye

This blog thing's looking a bit thin... so here's my news to prompt other folk to get some stuff down.

When it comes to DIY, I've got not much to say... I'm either showering at work or having a face, hands and tummy at teh kitchen sink. Nae doot Mark Joiner is still bathing IN the sink. I'm waiting for quotes before I get someone to come in and plumb in the lavvie gear. So, according to form, I should have a new bathroom by summer 2009!

Everything's well up here in Aberdeen. Working away on Grassroots - no change there. Put out a story last week about air weapons and it reminded me of how Les Graham shot me in the back with my own .177 pistol. That was f***in' sore, and how Nick and I used to snipe at balsa wood dioramas... in our bedroom - prompting the old man to lose the rag when he discovered our antics: he was stripping the wall paper and all these lead pellets were falling out of the plaster on to the floor!

Doh!
Get scribbling and keep this blog going!
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Simmy Sammy Little Manny

my eyes are watering....

Now Sam, I can see the look you were trying to capture in the photo shoot, lightings good, atmosphere is edgy (spelling??) but for GOD's sake flush the lavvy!!!! My eyes are watering, I can almost smell it...
Unless of course Claire Smith has had a word....Then in that case, as it is for the sake of the enviorment (once again..spelling??) move the camera slightly to the right please.
ps was that a no1 or a no2??
Laura

DIY update

Is there anything I can't do? Making a balls up of a perfectly good bathroom is like taking candy from a baby for me. Check it oot.

Sam

Memories of Flittings Past

Christ!!! It can't be my turn again, can it? I had to go into therapy to help me deal with that last fiasco. Everything that could have gone wrong - went wrong. I worked a long long day in London, ran to the coach station, bought a ticket for Glasgow and had to sit in a cramped seat next to a drunk, then remembered I had forgotten my driver's licence. Also, I lost my wallet just days before I set off and so had no credit card... to pay for or guarantee the van hire!!! Then finally managed to find a totally dodgy lease company - in Paisley! When the boy looked at me and said you're the driver - sign here... I said Sorry mate, it's my Mum's driving. He looked at the top of mum's head (she could hardly see over the counter) and looked at me and then back to mum's head... and then at me again and said, She's driving that van all the way to London and back while you sit in the passenger seat? I didn't even blink. But nodded, grabbed the keys and led mum out into the backies where the van was parked. Aahhhh, the memory of it.... I mean: Arrrgghhhhh, the memory of it. Any road. I drove the van to mum's to load up, then drove to south London, unloaded, stopped for a cup of tea and then drove straight back up to Paisley, returned to the train station in Glasgow where I caught the daylight train to London, got in late and managed to get the very last train to Richmond on Sunday night and then had to get up early for work the very next morning. That was heroic.

So, yeah - I'm up for the next move!!
Squeeee

what the Fffffffff............

Lost toys in delicate places, bird baths that are better equipped than our bathroom and to top it off a mother that is fainting to get better seats at the opera...nice one!!!!!
Mum, I have been trying to phone you but couldnt find our address book with your home number...then this morning as I'm rooting through my bag and I find the new book I bought and filled in and I remembered that I threw out the old one out as it was all crossed out soooooo.....I will phone but it's all change chez Marian, did you tell the three musketeers that you are jumping ship?
Sheltered housing sounds like a great option, very cosy. Hopefully not full of dafties like Shirley across the road but a few like minded people who are up for a laugh or at least a civil cuppie and a chat!!
Not sure where Hackney is compared to where you are but perhaps easier for us to stay if Peter wanted to come down to visit too.
You will probably need help moving so let us know as soon as you know what's happening so that we can make arrangements....for Sam to get down there (heeee heeee heeee) just kidding...
Anyway, hopefully you have got the hang of using this thing so you can keep us posted!!
Love Laura

Mum's Lost Post!!

Aye aye

For any keen-eyed blog-watchers out there... Mum's latest post was thought lost, but in fact had been saved as a draft. So check out Friday March 2nd 2007 and get some news from the Big Smoke down your neck.

I spoke with her this evening (two weeks after her fall happened - read her post!!) and she's convinced me she's okay. She better be - or it's a granny flat in Sonya's, Laura's, Claire's or Nick's. (Tsk... if only I could help. Ho hum!)

Sam

Lost Toys

Hi it is Beth. I have lost my toy motor bike and fudge says she has put it up her buttocks!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gimps x 3

You little gimps! Laura's not working you hard enough! If I was in charge there would be less pissing about and more WORK! I'd make sure you each cried before AND after lunch(if you even got that). Now get to your beds, and get that light out!!!!!

Sam

Phew!

Now that sam is out of our hair, we can get back to work, munching biccies and making fun of customers. Sam left us a wee pressie before he went though, tess has just been upstairs and come back down scarred for life. You could call it a number 2 on the toilet chart. Well gotta go cos there is lots of stuff to be done, bye xxx love nell and tess (and laura and rosy) xx

Greetings from Twist Fibrecraft

Noo then,

It's Saturday morning and I'm working today (Nancy and I are covering a dispute over access to the river Tay in Stanley for Grassroots), and I've come to Newburgh for a stopover, eat some biscuits, bully the three angels, before heading off to meet up with my presenter.

Apparently Laura and Peter have a rule that if you need to let off then you do it outside or go upstairs. Now, it's not just me is it? That's against my human rights, ain't it? I understand that with freedoms comes responsibilities, 'n'all, but it's like Guantanamo Bay and Camp X in there.

Anyhoo, I have to go. From me (Sam), Laura, the angels (Nosey, Tell and Ress) and Peter (who is pleasuring a bunch of embroidery enthusiasts in Dundee... farewell.

Sam

Life

1) Housing:- lots of things to say. i have my name down for sheltered housing. ok ok ok so i'm not that old (or maybe i am) but i want a place where i can hang my pictures show my photographs see all my books which i might not read but i can see them and remember them. I want to hang my clothes in my wardrobe. have a chocolate cake for breakfast (if i want to (and i probably will want one)
cook what i like wear around the house what i want, be it.... oh well whatever i want to wear) so dont come round without warning!. i asked for a place in Hackney where there are lots of things going on (and i need things going on when i leave here) or you might have me hanging round you eating chocolate, wearing dodgy stuff, maybe taking up smoking again with a bit of dope mixed in) this respectable woman is going to change her ways and live rumbustiously, so watch out and don't offer me a room, unless you're willing to take the consequences.
2) Tube stations:- I went to the London Gay Symphony orchestra concert a couple of Sundays ago. we had to sit upstairs as the place was packed. into the music i suddenly felt VERY HOT and next thing i know i had fainted (or whatever u call it) when i came to i was surrounded by 'folks' holding my hand, tut tutting, holding out a drink of water. however this tough old girl came to and with care got out of there for some fresh air.
on going backhome i fell on the stairway as i came down the tube station. the only think that bothered me was my arm and shoulder as i had tried to stop myself falling any further i had pushed my arm against a railing on the stairway, consequently shoulder ache. went home with friend who gave me ARNICA tablets and cream to sustain myself and after a cuppa, hot water bottle and the radio gently playing, next thing i know i was awake with another cuppa and it was 10am and i felt great. (as i said this is a tough old girl) went to Doc who sent me for X.Ray, no problems there they said so now i live to tell the tale, and i will embellish it if you don't shut me up
3) Work:-LAST PARA OF THE FRONT PAGE 'EDITORIAL' OF NEWSLETTER (which incidentally is in the post so you can read the whole thing!)
"Finally at our AGM i said i will be resigning at 2008 AGM. It is time for a new Chairperson to take over, this person will be blessed with (3) Three hardworking workers who are dedicated to their particular project as well as the work they do together. I have been grateful for their support over these past years but needs for my own and my familys' time is looming up. Therefore it is time for me to step down.
Best Wishes
Marian Thom