The Robbing Butcher - Bemused by the Patio at FrogMhor Cottage

[TheMustressMhor]

What next for the Robbing Butcher?

Will he wander past Mhor Cottage several times a day so that he can keep an eye on the progress of the patio?

Will Mr. Mhor's measurements turn out to be wrong? And will Mustress Mhor and her DH have too many SLABS as a result?

If they do, what will they do with them?

Will the eggs be dippy tomorrow?

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Well, I can do without the angle-grinder.

What an awful noise.

Unbelievable.

Oh angle grinders are the pits!! the unholy shriek is something else - torture of the damned style.

If you do have too many, perhaps you could use them as stepping stones elsewhere. Or to cover any random graves that might crop up...

Yes! I want to know what happens, as I am overly-invested in fried eggs.

Ah, but what’s for dinner?

Ha!

1. Angle-grinders should be banished to Hell

2. Mr. Mhor has announced that the total number pf SLABS used was 49

and

3. Dinner tonight is roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast onions and carrots and many roast potatoes (with broccoli and gravy)

Yes I know that's Sunday dinner but I just fancied it.

A SURPRISING DEVELOPMENT

The woman who lives opposite Mhor Cottage phoned me this afternoon and wanted to know how much the Patio Debacle had cost. She is apparently considering laying slabs in her own front garden.

Mr. Mhor has not been informed of this, in case he volunteers to oversee the project.

Oh and Schadenfreude - the egg was 9/10.

Not perfect but fairly dippy and not in any sense of the word, hard.

49! He broke one, then.

So mustress I am imagining you picking out new garden furniture for the new patio... of course you may only need it two days a year in the Far Frozen North, but one can dream.

I'm glad, really, that you didnt see the need to put Mr.Mhor underneath it, who would have cooked your breakfast?

I had poached egg for breakfast. Because I under poached last time, I gave it a bit longer this morning. Mistake.

It actually made me feel a little bit sad for you, Mustress. To endure this day after day...

Fleas it is only two days a week that I have to endure hard fried eggs.

Mon - Fri I do 16:8 and Low Carb.

Fried breakfast is my treat at the weekend.

Yum Yum Thank you, Mr. Mhor.

yolo you are quite right.

If I had put Mr. Mhor under the patio I would have had to forego the fried breakfasts.

Also - someone would have seen me doing it and I would be arrested.

This is Not Sensible.

ODD BEHAVIOUR

The Robbing Butcher closed early today.

Why would he have done this?

@yolofish

Mr. Mhor has Big Ideas WRT garden furniture now.

Personally I am quite content with the two collapsible deckchairs we got from Argos in September.

He seems to want an expensive double wooden seat.

ah, that's so ROMANTIC mustress! dont your deckies blow away in the Argyll gales?

Mr. Mhor has announced that the total number pf SLABS used was 49

That was one of my 47 answer to the calculation.

Well done, me!

Dinner tonight is roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast onions and carrots and many roast potatoes (with broccoli and gravy)

Yes I know that's Sunday dinner but I just fancied it.

Everyday is yorkshire pudding day!

Oh and Schadenfreude - the egg was 9/10.

That's wonderful! I . . . I . . . can barely contain my joy!

I can’t sleep and am listening to the storm outside and looking forward to dippy egg on toasted homemade rye wholemeal bread which is in the bread maker

I hope we all survive the storm without any damage

I reckon they broke one too then, shouldn't have needed more than 48! [grini]

Are we all thriving or merely surviving?

We are surviving Storm Ciara, so far, although the dog is BORED and the chickens are a bit windblown.

We are thriving after an excellent lunch of rack of lamb, new pots, carrots, mangetouts and sweetcorn and gravy cooked by mr. yolo. Too full for pudding yet, but he appears to have made lemon muffins iced with lemon drizzle? He's a keeper...

I’m thriving - hiding in the kitchen with coffee and chocolate.

The more I read MN the more I am convinced I chose poorly, DH can barely make pasta.

yeah 7 but he's awfully cheffy which can be very irritating at times, in fact EXTREMELY irritating! Like, you cant just have cheese on toast, it has to be welsh rarebit with some kind of obscure ale?!

yolo

We are surviving Storm Ciara, so far, although the dog is BORED

Same here - three working spaniels with their faces pressed against the window, watching fence panels and tree branches blow past, and torrential rain lash the windows, and whining "But Maaaaaaaam, it looks GREAT out there . . . Pleeeeeeeease . . . just for an hour . . . . "

By the way - can I just say that "The Robbing Butcher" would be a brilliant pub name

Storm Ciara has been busily rearranging my garden here in the south west, the metal rose arch has deconstructed itself and in an odd twist is actually being supported by the plants growing up it.

We did have a cover on the wooden garden furniture - goodness knows where it is now.

At least we are on highish ground so no flood risk.

Everyone else alright?