Thursday 21 April 2011

Fingal

Buttock-callosities? What sort of a name is that? We have a great time with Mistmantle names. Even after all this time my nephew can't go in and out of the Spring Gate without someone saying 'Tide's in' or 'Tide's out', and and if he goes up to the top of the tower, there's a shout of 'High Tide'! Needle no longer notices remarks about looking for a needle, the wrong kind of needle, or needles in a haystack.

Apple's not as silly as you might think. She calls herself Apple Dumpling so nobody else can get in first. But it does make you think about how Urchin introduced his page to her 'this is Apple...' oh, work it out for yourselves.

She of the stories (She who is about to fall asleep over the keyboard) had a rose bush at her old house called 'William Shakespeare'. She wanted a deep red one, and chose it for the name. Was that a good idea? 'William Shakespeare's got greenfly,throw soapy water over him', 'William Shakespeare needs cutting back'. 'William Shakespeare needs dead-heading'.

She's been rushing about all week, but she did manage to get away yesterday for a couple of hours in beautiful sunny York. She's come in from the Maundy Thursday service, flopped into a hot bath, and now she's yawning like a hippo. Go to bed, woman.

2 comments:

Rina said...

Somebody else back from a Maundy Thursday service, tired and a bit headachy, presently listening to Constructive Critism about something she wrote, thanks you for making her laugh.
Especially with that Apple part.

margaret mcallister said...

I hope your headache's gone. I've needed my wonderful tablets this week to nip migraines in the bud.

Walk away from the criticism and look at it next week when you can see it more clearly and objectively, and evaluate it. Don't let it ouch.

Have a great Easter and don't touch Mistress Apple's cordial.