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The Bluestocking Pub, where we continue to read about gerbils nobly and bravely working undercover in the Fen.

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AsWithGlad · 20/08/2026 15:44

Welcome to The Bluestocking, the best (perhaps only) online women's pub. Nothing in the food or drink can harm you, everything is served by a very enthusiastic crew of gerbils, who enjoy doing this, and any curious menfolk are welcome at the Staunch Ally down the road.

Previous thread: https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/womens_rights/5564959-the-bluestocking-womens-pub-in-which-we-wait-excitedly-for-the-next-instalment-of-goseis-adventures

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Boiledbeetle · 02/09/2026 17:04

My tea loves me.

The Bluestocking Pub, where we continue to read about gerbils nobly and bravely working undercover in the Fen.
MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:07

EdithStourton · 02/09/2026 08:26

Pedant alert.
Loved the York episode but <cough> a group of bellringers is always a band, not a team. They can be politely arsey if you get it wrong.

As you were.

Thank you!!! I kept asking for the collective noun for bell ringers and the search said campanologists. Not what I wanted.

[runs off to edit the Substack]

ErrolTheDragon · 02/09/2026 17:19

You only need to buy one sedum spectabile (aka hylotelephium spectabile), Edith, unless you want different colours. That’s what I started with and now I’ve got far too much of it. I did try a white one but it didn’t survive, I think the pink thug outcompeted it.

MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:25

Terrible busy day and an additional meeting put in the diary tomorrow. I have to sort out this appeal!!!

And it’s my wedding anniversary today so we’re going for dinner.

ErrolTheDragon · 02/09/2026 17:27

Congratulations Myrtle, have a lovely evening!

SDTGisAnEvilWolefGenius · 02/09/2026 17:30

PastaAllaNorma · 02/09/2026 15:57

Sadly not, unless I lose yet another 20kg and the surgeon decides it's viable - which is increasingly unlikely because it's so big now

Essentially my c section scar opened up 14 years ago. They operated to put mesh across it, which came unattached at one side and did some more internal damage.
There was emergency surgery then when it strangulated and sections of my intestine started to die but within a year it had split again. Unfortunately that was during COVID and the referral to repair for lost. It keeps tearing further and further along and the hole in my stomach wall through which my guts can fall out is now about 8-10 cm across.

Hurts like a son of a bitch when the innards get stuck outside, if you see what I mean, but the consultant says it's not worth surgery because it will only open up again unless my BMI was a healthy weight. Which it's never even close to being.

Not ideal. And probably far too much information. Sorry.

That sounds utterly awful, @PastaAllaNorma - I am so sorry the medical profession is being so useless.

EmpressaurusKitty · 02/09/2026 17:32

Happy anniversary, Myrtle!

MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:33

38. Pencils

In which everyone guesses…

Griffin, Gimbal and Graphic came in at their usual time and Gasket immediately poured the tea and told them to sit down and eat, before anyone could object.

@inkymoose was quietly working the crossword at the end of the bar with a pencil. She looked up as they came in, put the newspaper down, tucked her pencil away and waited till the gerbils finished eating.

“I found the Mark of the Margrave,” said Gimbal.

“WHERE?” asked Gantry.

“In the stamp box. It was the seventh stamp out of the last chain. It’s heavier than the others. The number painted on the top of it is 106, so it went into 106, because that’s where 106 goes.”

“Was 106 empty?” asked Girdle.

“It was.”

“That means the box was wrong.”

“The box has been wrong all week,” said Gimbal, “that’s why I’m sorting it.”

@AngleofRepose sat with her pencil poised above her notebook, “Describe the die for me,” she said.

“A circle,” said Gimbal, “with three lines struck through it.”

“That’s the stamp,” said @Hedgehogforshort. “Durham. Ripon. Norwich. Glasgow. Cumbrae. Truro. Twenty-one times over at Liverpool. York. Every one of those was made by a metal stamp that is in a box in that workshop. Gimbal has had it in her paw.”

“I put it down again,” said Gimbal. “It is in compartment 106 now.”

Angle wrote 106. Margrave’s mark. In the box, and underlined the last three words, which she did not often do.

Graphic reached into her pinafore, took out the folded sheet of notepaper and laid it flat on the table. “This has indentations,” she said. “I thought they might be important.”

Griffin interjected, “Halcyon wrote a courier’s phone number down on the sheet above this one,” she said. “It’s pressed into the paper. She had to look in the locked tab. It’s to send the crate somewhere.”

Inkymoose became interested, “Which crate?” she asked.

“The one that came back from Portland,” said Griffin.

“Then I think it probably is important,” said Inkymoose.

“How can you know what the indentations say?” asked Graft.

“I copy it. I put a light in low from the side and I draw what I can see.” Graphic tipped the sheet a little towards the lamp, so they could see the indentations. “It’s easier to see when it’s pressed into lead. It’s meant to be seen. Paper is more difficult.”

“That’s like a brass rubbing,” said Graphite, from two seats down. “Put the side of the pencil on it.”

Angle took a soft pencil out of the tin before anyone asked. Graphic held the sheet flat with one paw and worked it on its side, evenly, in one direction and then the other, and the number came up out of the grey, white and unbroken.

“07700 900412,” said Graphic.

Angle wrote it into her notebook.

“The courier comes tomorrow,” said Griffin.

“Did you see any more of the password letters when Halcyon went into the locked tab?” asked Angle.

“Yes. I’ve seen seven of the letters and I’m sure of all of them.” She counted them off. “A capital F. Then one I missed. Then two 5s together, then a b. Then one I missed. Then a c. Then one I missed. Then a British pound sign £, and then a t on the end.”

“Say it as gaps,” said Inkymoose. She pulled out her pencil ready to write on the newspaper.

F - 5 5 b - c - £ t,” Griffin said it as gaps.

Inkymoose spotted the pattern immediately, “Those aren’t fives.”

“They were fives,” said Griffin. “I watched her hit them.”

“They’re on the screen as fives because she typed fives. But they’re both s. People have been writing 5 for s for a very long time.” Inkymoose looked at the letters she had written in the newspaper margin. “F gap s s b. That’s the start of a word. I can run the vowels in order, starting with a, Fass.”

“Fast,” said Girdle.

“It isn’t fast, there’s no t in the middle,” said Gantry.

“Fassbender,” said Grip.

There was a pause of some length.

“Is Michael Fassbender involved?” asked Garnet.

“No,” said Hedgehog.

“Fess,” said Inkymoose.

“CONFESS!” said Gantry, “Because they are doing BAD THINGS.”

Inkymoose looked at Gantry, “I don’t think so. What about Fiss?”

“Fizz!” said Garnet. “Like champagne.”

“That is indeed possible,” said Inkymoose. “Let’s not rule it out yet.”

“Naturally carbonated water occurs because of all the yeast in the river,” said Grisaille, from something written down.

“Thank you, Grisaille,” said Inkymoose. “Foss.”

“There’s a river called the Foss,” said Ganges. It’s in Yorkshire. It turned green a few years ago.”

Geode suggested the Fosse Way in Leicestershire then immediately corrected herself. “But no, the Fosse Way is not in Leicestershire, it goes through Leicestershire, and it comes out at Lincoln one end and Exeter the other.”

“It is in Leicester,” said Gaol. “It’s a prison.”

“Fuss,” said Inkymoose.

“Fussbucket!” said Griffin. “Halcyon said it under her breath at Fenella, who was cross that the stamps weren’t sorted out and that Halcyon hadn’t ordered the courier. She didn’t know I heard her. F, u, double s, b, u, c, k, e, t. There’s an e where I saw a pound sign.”

“There is,” said Inkymoose. “A pound sign is what people put when they want a capital E and want it to look like something. It’s the same shape twice over. Try it and see what your own hand does.”

Several gerbils tried it, and all of them agreed.

Griffin had gone back through it on her paws. “F, s, s, b, c, £, t. Those are the seven, and I got them because they’re on the left which was all I could see.” She looked up. “The three I missed are u, u and k. They’re all on the right of the keyboard.”

Angle wrote Fu55buck£t on a clean page and turned the notebook round so the table could read it.

“I want to try it,” said Griffin.

Hedgehog took her time over that, which everyone noticed. “You can try it,” she said at last. “Once, and only when Halcyon is out of the room and Fenella is at her bench with her back to you. If it’s wrong, you close the tab and do not try a second time.”

“Once,” said Griffin.

“Once,” said Hedgehog, and it was settled.

“There’s more,” said Gimbal.

“How can there be more?” asked Inkymoose. “You found the Margrave’s mark, the password and the courier’s phone number. What else happened?”

Gimbal took a breath, “Gemma Glasswing’s glass window was delivered, and it’s the same as the one Fenella is working on.”

https://myrtlelion.substack.com/p/38-pencils

The Bluestocking Pub, where we continue to read about gerbils nobly and bravely working undercover in the Fen.
EdithStourton · 02/09/2026 17:36

ErrolTheDragon · 02/09/2026 17:19

You only need to buy one sedum spectabile (aka hylotelephium spectabile), Edith, unless you want different colours. That’s what I started with and now I’ve got far too much of it. I did try a white one but it didn’t survive, I think the pink thug outcompeted it.

I do have some sedums which are growing where they get ignored and don't get enough sun. Pink thugs. White would look more elegant, but mine is a bit of a 'thrive or die' garden.

I think I need to move them...

EdithStourton · 02/09/2026 17:43

MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:33

38. Pencils

In which everyone guesses…

Griffin, Gimbal and Graphic came in at their usual time and Gasket immediately poured the tea and told them to sit down and eat, before anyone could object.

@inkymoose was quietly working the crossword at the end of the bar with a pencil. She looked up as they came in, put the newspaper down, tucked her pencil away and waited till the gerbils finished eating.

“I found the Mark of the Margrave,” said Gimbal.

“WHERE?” asked Gantry.

“In the stamp box. It was the seventh stamp out of the last chain. It’s heavier than the others. The number painted on the top of it is 106, so it went into 106, because that’s where 106 goes.”

“Was 106 empty?” asked Girdle.

“It was.”

“That means the box was wrong.”

“The box has been wrong all week,” said Gimbal, “that’s why I’m sorting it.”

@AngleofRepose sat with her pencil poised above her notebook, “Describe the die for me,” she said.

“A circle,” said Gimbal, “with three lines struck through it.”

“That’s the stamp,” said @Hedgehogforshort. “Durham. Ripon. Norwich. Glasgow. Cumbrae. Truro. Twenty-one times over at Liverpool. York. Every one of those was made by a metal stamp that is in a box in that workshop. Gimbal has had it in her paw.”

“I put it down again,” said Gimbal. “It is in compartment 106 now.”

Angle wrote 106. Margrave’s mark. In the box, and underlined the last three words, which she did not often do.

Graphic reached into her pinafore, took out the folded sheet of notepaper and laid it flat on the table. “This has indentations,” she said. “I thought they might be important.”

Griffin interjected, “Halcyon wrote a courier’s phone number down on the sheet above this one,” she said. “It’s pressed into the paper. She had to look in the locked tab. It’s to send the crate somewhere.”

Inkymoose became interested, “Which crate?” she asked.

“The one that came back from Portland,” said Griffin.

“Then I think it probably is important,” said Inkymoose.

“How can you know what the indentations say?” asked Graft.

“I copy it. I put a light in low from the side and I draw what I can see.” Graphic tipped the sheet a little towards the lamp, so they could see the indentations. “It’s easier to see when it’s pressed into lead. It’s meant to be seen. Paper is more difficult.”

“That’s like a brass rubbing,” said Graphite, from two seats down. “Put the side of the pencil on it.”

Angle took a soft pencil out of the tin before anyone asked. Graphic held the sheet flat with one paw and worked it on its side, evenly, in one direction and then the other, and the number came up out of the grey, white and unbroken.

“07700 900412,” said Graphic.

Angle wrote it into her notebook.

“The courier comes tomorrow,” said Griffin.

“Did you see any more of the password letters when Halcyon went into the locked tab?” asked Angle.

“Yes. I’ve seen seven of the letters and I’m sure of all of them.” She counted them off. “A capital F. Then one I missed. Then two 5s together, then a b. Then one I missed. Then a c. Then one I missed. Then a British pound sign £, and then a t on the end.”

“Say it as gaps,” said Inkymoose. She pulled out her pencil ready to write on the newspaper.

F - 5 5 b - c - £ t,” Griffin said it as gaps.

Inkymoose spotted the pattern immediately, “Those aren’t fives.”

“They were fives,” said Griffin. “I watched her hit them.”

“They’re on the screen as fives because she typed fives. But they’re both s. People have been writing 5 for s for a very long time.” Inkymoose looked at the letters she had written in the newspaper margin. “F gap s s b. That’s the start of a word. I can run the vowels in order, starting with a, Fass.”

“Fast,” said Girdle.

“It isn’t fast, there’s no t in the middle,” said Gantry.

“Fassbender,” said Grip.

There was a pause of some length.

“Is Michael Fassbender involved?” asked Garnet.

“No,” said Hedgehog.

“Fess,” said Inkymoose.

“CONFESS!” said Gantry, “Because they are doing BAD THINGS.”

Inkymoose looked at Gantry, “I don’t think so. What about Fiss?”

“Fizz!” said Garnet. “Like champagne.”

“That is indeed possible,” said Inkymoose. “Let’s not rule it out yet.”

“Naturally carbonated water occurs because of all the yeast in the river,” said Grisaille, from something written down.

“Thank you, Grisaille,” said Inkymoose. “Foss.”

“There’s a river called the Foss,” said Ganges. It’s in Yorkshire. It turned green a few years ago.”

Geode suggested the Fosse Way in Leicestershire then immediately corrected herself. “But no, the Fosse Way is not in Leicestershire, it goes through Leicestershire, and it comes out at Lincoln one end and Exeter the other.”

“It is in Leicester,” said Gaol. “It’s a prison.”

“Fuss,” said Inkymoose.

“Fussbucket!” said Griffin. “Halcyon said it under her breath at Fenella, who was cross that the stamps weren’t sorted out and that Halcyon hadn’t ordered the courier. She didn’t know I heard her. F, u, double s, b, u, c, k, e, t. There’s an e where I saw a pound sign.”

“There is,” said Inkymoose. “A pound sign is what people put when they want a capital E and want it to look like something. It’s the same shape twice over. Try it and see what your own hand does.”

Several gerbils tried it, and all of them agreed.

Griffin had gone back through it on her paws. “F, s, s, b, c, £, t. Those are the seven, and I got them because they’re on the left which was all I could see.” She looked up. “The three I missed are u, u and k. They’re all on the right of the keyboard.”

Angle wrote Fu55buck£t on a clean page and turned the notebook round so the table could read it.

“I want to try it,” said Griffin.

Hedgehog took her time over that, which everyone noticed. “You can try it,” she said at last. “Once, and only when Halcyon is out of the room and Fenella is at her bench with her back to you. If it’s wrong, you close the tab and do not try a second time.”

“Once,” said Griffin.

“Once,” said Hedgehog, and it was settled.

“There’s more,” said Gimbal.

“How can there be more?” asked Inkymoose. “You found the Margrave’s mark, the password and the courier’s phone number. What else happened?”

Gimbal took a breath, “Gemma Glasswing’s glass window was delivered, and it’s the same as the one Fenella is working on.”

https://myrtlelion.substack.com/p/38-pencils

Edited

I got fussbucket well before the gerbils.
I'm usually rubbish at things like that so I am inordinately pleased with myself.

ETA, have a lovely evening out, Myrtle,

PastaAllaNorma · 02/09/2026 17:47

Dum dum DUM (dramatic music)

Thanks for today's update, Myrtle, and have a lovely evening out.

NotAtMyAge · 02/09/2026 17:55

PastaAllaNorma · 02/09/2026 11:49

Shhhh!
It's still summer.
It definitely, definitely DEFINITELY is.
For ages yet.

Autumn is ages off and winter's probably far into next year or something.
Or not at all, and we'll skip straight to spring.

Pasta you sound just like my youngest sister who hates the short days of winter and prefers to divide the year according to the old Celtic custom of the dark season and the light season. She basically hibernates during the dark season. On the other hand I follow the meteorologists' practice of starting autumn on Sept 1st, winter on Dec 1st, spring on March 1st and summer on June 1st. Given the way the seasons are changing this works increasingly well.

NotAtMyAge · 02/09/2026 18:00

PastaAllaNorma · 02/09/2026 15:57

Sadly not, unless I lose yet another 20kg and the surgeon decides it's viable - which is increasingly unlikely because it's so big now

Essentially my c section scar opened up 14 years ago. They operated to put mesh across it, which came unattached at one side and did some more internal damage.
There was emergency surgery then when it strangulated and sections of my intestine started to die but within a year it had split again. Unfortunately that was during COVID and the referral to repair for lost. It keeps tearing further and further along and the hole in my stomach wall through which my guts can fall out is now about 8-10 cm across.

Hurts like a son of a bitch when the innards get stuck outside, if you see what I mean, but the consultant says it's not worth surgery because it will only open up again unless my BMI was a healthy weight. Which it's never even close to being.

Not ideal. And probably far too much information. Sorry.

Oh, Pasta, that sounds horrendous. 😟 I had to have emergency surgery about 13 years ago for a strangulated umbilical hernia (the term my surgeon used) and mine was tiny in comparison, but it still hurt intensely.

PastaAllaNorma · 02/09/2026 18:00

Not, I am! I love the growing seasons when I can be outside in the garden. Not the muddy, cold, dark, wet seasons when the garden looks like the Somme with additional clay mud and all the plants are dormant.

I can accept Autumn as a necessity from about October but I cling to the bright days while they last.

Swashbuckled · 02/09/2026 18:17

Bloody Hell, Pasta! I can’t imagine how awful that must be…. I was going to have a little moan about some lower back pain (have now reconsidered) and am in awe of how you’re managing to get through this.

Boily, I’ve just had egg and bacon too!

Congratulations, Myrtle!

I have to meet with the smugglers tonight; leaving now so I don’t arouse suspicion. Will catch up when I get back. 💙

Boiledbeetle · 02/09/2026 18:34

MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:33

38. Pencils

In which everyone guesses…

Griffin, Gimbal and Graphic came in at their usual time and Gasket immediately poured the tea and told them to sit down and eat, before anyone could object.

@inkymoose was quietly working the crossword at the end of the bar with a pencil. She looked up as they came in, put the newspaper down, tucked her pencil away and waited till the gerbils finished eating.

“I found the Mark of the Margrave,” said Gimbal.

“WHERE?” asked Gantry.

“In the stamp box. It was the seventh stamp out of the last chain. It’s heavier than the others. The number painted on the top of it is 106, so it went into 106, because that’s where 106 goes.”

“Was 106 empty?” asked Girdle.

“It was.”

“That means the box was wrong.”

“The box has been wrong all week,” said Gimbal, “that’s why I’m sorting it.”

@AngleofRepose sat with her pencil poised above her notebook, “Describe the die for me,” she said.

“A circle,” said Gimbal, “with three lines struck through it.”

“That’s the stamp,” said @Hedgehogforshort. “Durham. Ripon. Norwich. Glasgow. Cumbrae. Truro. Twenty-one times over at Liverpool. York. Every one of those was made by a metal stamp that is in a box in that workshop. Gimbal has had it in her paw.”

“I put it down again,” said Gimbal. “It is in compartment 106 now.”

Angle wrote 106. Margrave’s mark. In the box, and underlined the last three words, which she did not often do.

Graphic reached into her pinafore, took out the folded sheet of notepaper and laid it flat on the table. “This has indentations,” she said. “I thought they might be important.”

Griffin interjected, “Halcyon wrote a courier’s phone number down on the sheet above this one,” she said. “It’s pressed into the paper. She had to look in the locked tab. It’s to send the crate somewhere.”

Inkymoose became interested, “Which crate?” she asked.

“The one that came back from Portland,” said Griffin.

“Then I think it probably is important,” said Inkymoose.

“How can you know what the indentations say?” asked Graft.

“I copy it. I put a light in low from the side and I draw what I can see.” Graphic tipped the sheet a little towards the lamp, so they could see the indentations. “It’s easier to see when it’s pressed into lead. It’s meant to be seen. Paper is more difficult.”

“That’s like a brass rubbing,” said Graphite, from two seats down. “Put the side of the pencil on it.”

Angle took a soft pencil out of the tin before anyone asked. Graphic held the sheet flat with one paw and worked it on its side, evenly, in one direction and then the other, and the number came up out of the grey, white and unbroken.

“07700 900412,” said Graphic.

Angle wrote it into her notebook.

“The courier comes tomorrow,” said Griffin.

“Did you see any more of the password letters when Halcyon went into the locked tab?” asked Angle.

“Yes. I’ve seen seven of the letters and I’m sure of all of them.” She counted them off. “A capital F. Then one I missed. Then two 5s together, then a b. Then one I missed. Then a c. Then one I missed. Then a British pound sign £, and then a t on the end.”

“Say it as gaps,” said Inkymoose. She pulled out her pencil ready to write on the newspaper.

F - 5 5 b - c - £ t,” Griffin said it as gaps.

Inkymoose spotted the pattern immediately, “Those aren’t fives.”

“They were fives,” said Griffin. “I watched her hit them.”

“They’re on the screen as fives because she typed fives. But they’re both s. People have been writing 5 for s for a very long time.” Inkymoose looked at the letters she had written in the newspaper margin. “F gap s s b. That’s the start of a word. I can run the vowels in order, starting with a, Fass.”

“Fast,” said Girdle.

“It isn’t fast, there’s no t in the middle,” said Gantry.

“Fassbender,” said Grip.

There was a pause of some length.

“Is Michael Fassbender involved?” asked Garnet.

“No,” said Hedgehog.

“Fess,” said Inkymoose.

“CONFESS!” said Gantry, “Because they are doing BAD THINGS.”

Inkymoose looked at Gantry, “I don’t think so. What about Fiss?”

“Fizz!” said Garnet. “Like champagne.”

“That is indeed possible,” said Inkymoose. “Let’s not rule it out yet.”

“Naturally carbonated water occurs because of all the yeast in the river,” said Grisaille, from something written down.

“Thank you, Grisaille,” said Inkymoose. “Foss.”

“There’s a river called the Foss,” said Ganges. It’s in Yorkshire. It turned green a few years ago.”

Geode suggested the Fosse Way in Leicestershire then immediately corrected herself. “But no, the Fosse Way is not in Leicestershire, it goes through Leicestershire, and it comes out at Lincoln one end and Exeter the other.”

“It is in Leicester,” said Gaol. “It’s a prison.”

“Fuss,” said Inkymoose.

“Fussbucket!” said Griffin. “Halcyon said it under her breath at Fenella, who was cross that the stamps weren’t sorted out and that Halcyon hadn’t ordered the courier. She didn’t know I heard her. F, u, double s, b, u, c, k, e, t. There’s an e where I saw a pound sign.”

“There is,” said Inkymoose. “A pound sign is what people put when they want a capital E and want it to look like something. It’s the same shape twice over. Try it and see what your own hand does.”

Several gerbils tried it, and all of them agreed.

Griffin had gone back through it on her paws. “F, s, s, b, c, £, t. Those are the seven, and I got them because they’re on the left which was all I could see.” She looked up. “The three I missed are u, u and k. They’re all on the right of the keyboard.”

Angle wrote Fu55buck£t on a clean page and turned the notebook round so the table could read it.

“I want to try it,” said Griffin.

Hedgehog took her time over that, which everyone noticed. “You can try it,” she said at last. “Once, and only when Halcyon is out of the room and Fenella is at her bench with her back to you. If it’s wrong, you close the tab and do not try a second time.”

“Once,” said Griffin.

“Once,” said Hedgehog, and it was settled.

“There’s more,” said Gimbal.

“How can there be more?” asked Inkymoose. “You found the Margrave’s mark, the password and the courier’s phone number. What else happened?”

Gimbal took a breath, “Gemma Glasswing’s glass window was delivered, and it’s the same as the one Fenella is working on.”

https://myrtlelion.substack.com/p/38-pencils

Edited

Look at the earnest little gerbil faces.

So cute.

I'm hooked you know @MyrtleLion . At some point you have to turn it into a book and self publish it on Amazon so we can all buy a copy!

Boiledbeetle · 02/09/2026 18:38

Swashbuckled · 02/09/2026 18:17

Bloody Hell, Pasta! I can’t imagine how awful that must be…. I was going to have a little moan about some lower back pain (have now reconsidered) and am in awe of how you’re managing to get through this.

Boily, I’ve just had egg and bacon too!

Congratulations, Myrtle!

I have to meet with the smugglers tonight; leaving now so I don’t arouse suspicion. Will catch up when I get back. 💙

It's that sort of weather. In the mood for hot food but not yet ready for hearty winter stodge! So went with bacon, mushrooms, plum tomatoes and an egg.

The Bluestocking Pub, where we continue to read about gerbils nobly and bravely working undercover in the Fen.
DauntlessDamson · 02/09/2026 18:42

Boiledbeetle · 02/09/2026 17:04

My tea loves me.

Ooh, I could have had bacon and eggs!

I decided on a tuna salad instead😭

DeanElderberry · 02/09/2026 18:44

A tip I was given for Sedums is to draw a circle (dinner plate or a bit bigger) on bare earth in the Spring, and plant stems torn off an existing plant round the perimeter. As they grow they flop outwards and you end up with a big deliberate looking clump that is great for butterflies, hoverflies etc in the Autumn.

DauntlessDamson · 02/09/2026 18:52

MyrtleLion · 02/09/2026 17:25

Terrible busy day and an additional meeting put in the diary tomorrow. I have to sort out this appeal!!!

And it’s my wedding anniversary today so we’re going for dinner.

Myrtle - I love hearing church bells and we have a very good "band" at the church near me. I like to leave my windows open when they are practising, but I lived in Wiltshire years ago and the ones there were not quite so tuneful. The collective noun there would have been a "cacophony" of bells.

Happy Anniversary to you and Mr Walrus!

DauntlessDamson · 02/09/2026 19:03

Swashbuckled · 02/09/2026 18:17

Bloody Hell, Pasta! I can’t imagine how awful that must be…. I was going to have a little moan about some lower back pain (have now reconsidered) and am in awe of how you’re managing to get through this.

Boily, I’ve just had egg and bacon too!

Congratulations, Myrtle!

I have to meet with the smugglers tonight; leaving now so I don’t arouse suspicion. Will catch up when I get back. 💙

👀

Chickadeeinme · 02/09/2026 19:11

@PastaAllaNorma I'm so sorry this problem keeps being with you. Do you think it might be worth your while going to see a specialist privately, if only to have more time to talk through your options beyond what your GP might refer you to? I realise that might not be possible of course but if it is it might be worth considering.

EmpressaurusKitty · 02/09/2026 19:13

And from the gerbils too!

The Bluestocking Pub, where we continue to read about gerbils nobly and bravely working undercover in the Fen.
DauntlessDamson · 02/09/2026 19:27

"Geode suggested the Fosse Way in Leicestershire then immediately corrected herself. “But no, the Fosse Way is not in Leicestershire, it goes through Leicestershire, and it comes out at Lincoln one end and Exeter the other.”

I once travelled the full length of the Fosse Way, with an ex who was an historian researching Roman roads for a book. We took about 3 or 4 days and while some of the route is under modern roads, quite a lot of it goes through small villages. We also discovered that the road originally ended at Axmouth, rather than Exeter, although the modern road continues into Exeter.

We also did Ermine Street (Gloucester to Silchester) and a good bit of Watling Street (Dover to Wroxeter) although that one was quite difficult because things kept getting in the way - such as London! I learned a lot about aggers (embankments) and Roman milestones on those trips.

DauntlessDamson · 02/09/2026 19:36

Correction on last post.

Gloucester to Silchester was Ermin Way, not Ermine Street, which runs from London to York. I never could remember all the names -which is probably why the relationship didn't last😁

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