Tea Room the Eleventh

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Goodness, we seem to have run out of space on the other one!
I shall assume that we are still in the same premises as for Tea Room Ten for the moment until wiser people tell me otherwise!!

I'm just knackered, full of cold, drove too bloomin far on the M6 yesterday in cruddy weather, racing the clock on the way home to pick DS up and made it to nursery on the chime of 6. Which I hate doing.

Loads of work to do, and v little enthusiasm to do it.

Think it's just a blue day.

How are you feeling ?

Pull up a chair and pick from a selection of hot drinks on the cabinet... there are also some cakes, a fruit basket and a selection of exceptionally soft fleece blankets to wrap yourself up in...

Am feeling better, although emotionally exhausted, following extremely difficult time. I hope things are going to get better from here on in...

If the work doesn't have to be done, take it easy instead

goodness you chatty lot!

loving the teeny tiny cups of strong coffee - accompanies by teeny tiny strong NMBs!

Mary glad you are feeling a little better if emitonally frail

I offer lemon and Manuka honey for the afflicted. Don't know why it is meant to be better, could jst be that at that price it's gotta be good! but in Daisy Towers we luuurve it

Racing, hope the demo lesson is wonderous. I am sure it will be, and hot bothered Wriggle is nottoo distrait

Daisy was hot bothered and poorly on Monday also, but bouncing off walls by Tuesday am!

CMOT drive sounds grim

All in te rain, hope sandbags are holding!

big hugs and welcome to JM and Tea and Catita - keep on trucking you are doing very well

Hope madbad recovered from her Single Malt experience. She looks very comfy under those fleeces....

I am off to work before my head explodes wtih too much to do...

Large cups of whatever's going are available for those still awake/collapsed under the strain of modern life.

I want a refund on this week. Where do I apply?

Me too, Amber, me too. In fact, I think I'll try a brief retreat in the priest's hole.

Goodness, MadBad in the priest hole, we've never seen you down there before - are you ok?

Well, since Amber, Mary and MadBad are all down there...

gosh is everyone in the priesthole today then?

MadBad, hope you are ok - having a tough time at the mo, are you?

Amber - so sorry your week has been horrible too

Mary - glad that you're starting to recover from your emotional backlash

CMOTD - do you ever take echinacea? I find it helps with colds; along with a hefty hot toddy! And some lemon and honey too of course.

I have found one benefit of being in Australia - honey is cheaper here as the bees here haven't been affected by the plague that has done so much damage to the UK and US bee populations (and European? not sure about that but probably). Ok, there are bound to be other benefits but that is the first concrete one.

Actually I've come out, it was getting a bit crowded, so I thought I'd free up the space for those that needed it.

RU OK Madbad?

GOSH the priest hole is going to need a priest hole soon. Shall I stick head over parapet and say " I'm not having a bad week yet" maybe that would be tempting fate tho. Its only Wednesday and I am at work tomorrow.

Choc box of requirement is open for teh evening, mines a coffee cream, followed by a plain choc covered marzipan, and I baggs the Strawberry creams too.

Random question,
What is the "art" on your living room wall .

Hello everyone. Thank you for asking. Am overwhelmed with stuff at the moment and rather tired of being at everyone's beck and call. Feeling very down and Eeyore-ish.

Let's think uplifting thoughts about Art. We have quite a lot as I've never quite got the hang of minimalism. We have some paintings, some prints and quite a lot of naked male flesh from the roof of the Sistine Chapel. Madam I'm Adam, indeed.

UniS - Wish I had your address so that I could send you the half of the box of chocolates that MBBloke and I never eat. Marzipan, pah! Strawberry creams, pah!

MadBad, come and put your feet up on the sofa and let Mellors be at your beck and call. What kind of 'stuff'? Physical stuff or emotional stuff?

Mary, M. Snake has always wanted an original painting, but we cannot afford one, so at the moment we have ... ... a poster for an exhibition by Herbert Munier over the fireplace (cost 1 euro), a hanging with an embroidered picture of Ganescha, a Chinese print of two carp which came from my great uncle, a strange and beautifil photograph taken by a photographer friend in the woods, a studio portrait of Wriggle's friend which he gave her and my favourite, a collage picture of a crow made up of lots of tiny bits of magazine pictures.

UniS, when you get all these DVDs, would you mind peering at the small print on the back to see if any of them have French soundtracks as well? So far we have found Babe and Lady and the Tramp and borrowed them at the library.

Thumb, glad you have found something to like.

Daisy, do you really enjoy Heat?

Just dropping in for a moment because I should be out researching Mary - see religion thread - but wanted to drop this off for Tea. Hope it's not too late!

It's just stuff, Racing. Too much stuff. I've just added to your thread, speaking as the typical C of E parent.

Do you think Mellors might do me a foot rub?

Mellors, being the perfect man, is always ready with the foot balm

Ahhhh. Bliss.

Madbad, yes, just saw you there. How strange to see you out!

Stuff definition is because I sometimes get overwhelmed by the amount of dark-brown furniture, books, newspapers, toys, cups, plates, glasses, knives, forks, pot plants,teddybearsshoesornamentsgloves and a million other things that seem to be falling in on me.

I just want to live in a lovely quiet empty room, with white walls and a polished wood floor ...

shreek?
shreik?

Well, Racing, I am trying to be Julie Andrews and whistle a merry tune. And I felt sure that yours would be a very seemly thread. I share your feelings about furniturebooksnewspaperstoyscupsplatesBarbiessockswelliesstuffstuffstuffstuff but, no, I'm just feeling overwhelmed by all the things I have to do.

Perhaps I'll have another single malt moment.

Anyone else want a bijou drinkette?

I have the expanse of bare wooden floor (Laminate) white walls ( land lords choice) with very little upon them ( such hard wall I knocked lumps of plaster off where ever I tried to put in a picture hook) and a definate feeling of space between the furniture ( little house worth of furniture in a very big house).
Would you like to share?
The floor is pain to keep free of dust bunnies, the walls show every knock and most of my photos and prints are still wrapped up in boxes. BUT I do like living here.

The art on our wall, in this room is just one pair of Theatre posters, in one frame as they are designed to flow into each other. Our "real" art is hanging the upstairs hall , an original painting I bought with a legacy. Also have a sun shaped stained glass mirror I'm rather fond of in our bedroom. The kitchen and boys bedroom walls are galleries for preschool colourfulness.

Ahhh. I love pre-school colourfulness.

Dare I ask what the NMBs are? Or do I need to read back a long way?

We have mainly photos on our walls, with a small collection of 'art', very mismatched but pleasing to us. In our lounge we have the Glasgow tenement print which is quite common but reminds gymhubby of his roots, and a watercolour we bought in Prague, and a nice professional photo of the girlie. The dining room has a modern oil of a fish which is in 3 sections and which we bought in France, and a pretty bad oil scene of Donegal which one day will be replaced with something we prefer but haven't yet found. And against the wall there are a few mirrors needing to go up which 2 years since moving in we still haven't hung. Am quire of a friend who goes and has things commisioned but alas we are far from that here.

It seems to have been a grim week for many. I'm feeling exhausted and may need a night in the priests hole tomorrow as gymhubby is in Barcelona and his mother arrives.

Mums house in Ireland is now flooded - she has about 3 inches all over her ground floor, made up of the river Shannon and effluent from the sewers. We are going over for a wedding next week so it may well be a less glamorous weekend than we had anticipated.

I spent today in London at a conference and tomorrow go to the exotic wilds of Ealing . What a life I lead!

Oh dear for your mum, gymbunny. Does she have anyone nearby to help her?

It's very cosy down here in the priest's hole (although I seem to be spending a lot of time with my head poking through the trap door ) but wouldn't it be nicer to leave MIL in charge and get on the next flight to Barcelona?

Oh glad most of you are back! Hope amber is ok..

Art - well I have none at the moment but will shortly (I hope) be hanging some of my extensive collection of stuff, including a fabulous original oil (artist was a friend of a friend), slightly abstract, of lots of tall dark pine trees with an ethereal light coming through, that looks somewhat like an angel. Of course it doesn't suit the colour scheme in our house now, being almost entirely in shades of blue but I'll find somewhere for it. Most of the rest are prints; flowers and grapes predominate - but I have some original pencil drawings (of the lock at Abingdon and one of a young Madonna) and a few original watercolours of no "importance" but I like them.

Gymbunny - NMBs are naked mohawk babies and I think you would have to go back several threads to find the source! They came from a picture of a carrot cake, that had little carrots on top and astride each one was a small plastic baby with an orange mohawk. We adopted them.

Sorry to hear of your mum's woes - my grandparents' house in SW London is a 4 storey town house, and the basement has a habit of flooding in heavy rain, because the drain cover to the sewer was in the back basement kitchen. Nice. It's presently unoccupied in the basement (don't ask, it will open an ENORMOUS can of worms) so my sis or Dad has to check on it whenever there is a heavy downpour.

MadBad - I do know what you mean - the temptation to just run away gets quite high sometimes...

Oh hello!
I have come out of the priest hole because the truth is, I didn't really need to hide as such it was just you were all in there, and I am such a Joiner-In

My week is fine, but I do admit, Racing, yes, I love Heat

MadBad I think you give such good projections of coping, even here with your feet up in the tearoom it must be hard sometimes, come, lay your weary head down here and I will soothe you....

Well, the NMBs sound a bit mad when written out, but they made sense at the time

Art - we have original stuff as in not at all classy but picked up when travelling stuff. Some of it would be a bit too identifying of DaisyBlokes escapades but our sitting room has lots of pictures from Australia, New Zealand, some South Sea Islands, Africa, Europe (mostly Prague and France) a picture from my home village, a proper photo of DaisyBoy (had photos taken for my Mum's 70) lots of family photos, old photos, prints of London and one or two artifacts

And our basement also has the sewer running under the kitchen with the access drain now inside due to extension when they did the building work it would be fair to say the Thames was pretty close. I dare say tonight it is closer ....

Oooh bliss. Mellors is rubbing my feet and Daisy is giving me an Indian head massage.

I should be feak and weeble more often.