Is this Peak Jilly?

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I have just made myself an omelette using wild garlic foraged from the woods on a walk with my labrador. I can confirm wild garlic is quite whiffy, not sure I’d go so far as to describe it as a ‘sexy reek’.

Have I reached Peak Jilly or is there anything else I could be doing this afternoon that would be Jillicious????

Earlier my neighbour popped round to remove a troublesome tree branch and brought some wild garlic as a gift. In Rutshire this would have led to me opening a bottle of Sancerre, making a tomato salad and grilling a delicious steak I happened to have in the fridge before snogging him passionately in the hazel woods, but unfortunately we live in London and he'd just bought too much wg at the farmers market so was offloading it on us. Also I was having an afternoon nap, as I suspect was his lovely wife, so he and DP dealt with the tree in a very manly and non-erotically charged fashion.

I live v rurally and surrounded by hundreds of horses. Some of my neighbours are racehorse owners. Unfortunately some are also raging alcoholics and none of them are as dashing as RCB. One of them is currently converting his large manshed into a living space inc bed as wifey has had enough. He is a retired polo player and regularly falls down flat on his face in the village pub

I could sneak off to said manshed drenched in Fracas but alas it is him and not the sexy bearded guy two doors down who is his mortal enemy. Unfortunately SBG (who is also a horse owner) has enough on his hands with both his wife and his girlfriend (at least wife has a boyfriend so all's fair...) I would say my life is more Ruttingshire but in fact DP and I are pretty much celibate and I don't think any amount of Quercus and wild garlic would help so I live vicariously through the lives of the horsey set here

Polo was my fave, loved Perdita even though she was such a silly cow sometimes! The characters were great in the earlier ones. Also really enjoyed TMWMH Jeal
JC was absolutely obs3ssed with 'shaven bushes' too.
Didn't get the fuss 're Rupert. He was so horrible.

chatnickname yes there's a torture chair that the murderer tries to drown the heroine in.

This thread is so much fun!

I read loads of Jilly in my early teens but completely missed I'd much sex was in them...may have to revisit .

My all time favourite were here satirical non-fiction books though, especially 'Class which was had as an audio book on cassette read by Penelope Keith. I've intermittently searched for a copy over the years but never found it.

I'd love it if she did an updated version featuring today's social groups.

I've just bought Class and the Common Years on Kindle. I haven't read any Jilly before now!

I think Appassionata has my favourite bit of all, even though it's not my favourite book - when Taggie invites Helen over for Christmas because she feels sorry for her, and it is the most awkward Christmas ever. I love it

This bit is spectacular. Helen is such a drip.

I'm currently wearing one of my husbands shirts and using one of his ties as a belt. It's a bit draughty to be honest and I'm getting some weird looks....

Didn't Cameron turn up to a meeting like that

Took DS and ddog to the woods today but did not collect any wild garlic, blackberries, sloes or apples and DS wore a helmet on his balance bike, which is deeply un-Jilly and probably marks me down as a Helen mollycoddling type. Jilly fail

Yes, I think Cameron did indeed wander around dressed like that! Presumably she was so terrifying that nobody dared bat an eyelid

I’m having a bit of a day today. I should like to throw myself down on a pile of hay and sob bitterly.

Sorry to hear that Hairq. I suggest you slosh three fingers of gin into a glass, top it up with flat lemonade and ignore the plates in the sink. Surely a dashing polo player is bound to drop by with a bottle of Pol Roger and the solution to all your problems eventually.

Until you got to the bit about the polo player you had described my life quite accurately there.

I'm channeling the scruffy eccentric or Kitty today as I clear cat puke off the lawn dressed in too-tight trousers over my spreading backside and hair scaped off my forehead. And I don't have any vodka/gin/fernet-whatsit in the house. Tragic.

I'm lugging my 11 stone bulk around the house in jeans that are straining over my rather ample bottom. I really must start saying no to roast potatoes and stop eating cornflakes swimming in double cream. I think I'll take a ton of ex-lax and spend tomorrow on the loo so I can squeeze myself into my one decent dress, otherwise I'm going to look perfectly frightful.

Just eaten smoked salmon and scrambled eggs dripping with butter and slathered my face with skin food jillylicious!
Husband is away in London so will de-slag the house when he returns.

I really quite fancy jumping into a helicopter while flashing my red knickers, but will have to settle for rocketing down the country lanes in my ancient mini.

Or your powder blue Ferrari @visitor....

I'm going to bed with dirty hair as DD used all the hot water. We had a screaming row about that and the fact she pinched my age inappropriate coral pink silk shirt and velvet shorts I was planning to wear for an informal lunch with a retired headmaster tomorrow as a revenge for my husband having an affair with a local artist.

Ps. On a plus side the darling daughter of my famous neighbour cooked a heap of food for the deep freezer. I'll be entertaining with defrosted beef bourginion for the next 5 years!

This morning my black labrador actually shat on the wild garlic at the bottom of our garden. So much for Jilly, he might as well have said.

Going to buy a dog and make my mop and vacuum cleaner redundant. Also, was that omelette knocked up on an Aga ?

Omg, not only did Cameron go to a meeting wearing a shirt as a dress, she shoved some shoulder pads in as well. Ermagerd Jilly

(Guess what I'm reading because of this thread... )

OK now having to start on Rivals.....again.