I have decided to rename our bed The Office.

It sound so much better when I say, oh yes, I spend 9am -12 at least, everyday, in the office. Doing finances, checking the media, socializing with contacts, expanding my brain with exercises...rather than admitting I laze about in bed, doing the Wordle, checking FB & e-mails, sorting out our finances etc, and don't ever get up until noon!!
And then, today I read THIS on the tinternet...I am in with the in-crowd!! I am practically a ticky-tacky ticker-tocker!!!....ahead of the crowd...
" 'Just thought you guys should know that the Scottish have a word for laying around in bed after it's time to get up, and it's called hurkle durkling.
'I do be hurkling and I do be durkling and once I've hurkled my last durkle, I will get up. But, I'm a big fan of a hurkle durkle.'
Other TikTok users followed in her footsteps and shared similar clips of them lounging around after their alarms went off. "
A few folk have asked after our FFF (feline feral family), so I will attached a few snaps of them at our feeding station, and also Sam and Mrs Fluffy making free with our balcony furniture and cat post during some very wet weather. Sam, in the cat post is signalling loud & clear "nope, nothing to see hear, no stray cats here, no siree-bob". We are trying to create a situation that's workable for us, our Bears, And the gang. I have this idea of trying to get a few of them neuter (or we will be knee deep in kittens come summer) but we don't know really know if they have actual owners, and one cannot go about snipping the berries off male cats or de bagging the lady ones and expect the neighbours to still speak to us, if said cats belong to THEM!
My Greek does not stretch to "Good morning, I would like to neuter your cat"
Valentines day, see HH with a big box with a HEART on it! It is in fact...cat litter...ah, say it with sodium calcium bentonite, you can't go wrong.
Actually we had a really nice island day...its amazing where the time goes. We pootled into town , went to the butchers, went to the greengrocer farm guys (all this reduced the amount of plastic waste we generate by about 99.9%...and its fun, and it helps support them too. Use 'em or lose 'em.
We then went off to one of the garden centres/nurseries really (its not quite the explosively expensive gift shopping experience you get at a Dobbies or a Stewarts!) its more actual gardeners, scuffing about in boots and jeans. We bought our first climbers (optimistic with the winds Tinos gets! Be amazed if they still have a petal to call their own by Sunday) Jasmine and a bougainvillea, and some more herbs, mint and thyme. Then off to pay the plumber (again!) before a drinkie-poo in our favourite bar. Got chatting over the tables to a bunch of local chaps and one turned out to be the husband of my Greek teacher and he sent over 2 glasses of wine. So nice........by the time we got home for afternoon Valentines Scrabble it was 5pm.
And people ask us 'don't you get bored?'................no! There simply isn't the time!
Ps the pork chops from the lovely butcher were to DIE for! yum yum in my tum!





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