Beware the Crepes of March!

[QueenQueenie]

Well someone had to do it as my last post was number 999...

Wow CV top marks on that haul! And also to ds and his industriousness and excellent results. ( and terrific comebacks)
BD dear love you! Horrible, horrible lurgy. I do hope things improve for you over the weekend.
Herbs, bless ds and his light sabre desires. Hope you can find one that also makes hot chocolate and pours prosecco as required.
MI lovely colour. But not enough pink for my beetrooty complexion.
Get it get it get it!
QQ , I can see you looking smashing in that.

I think the Crepey thread here would be a tremendously rich source of spies. I'd be brilliant at it. I will always have a soft spot for the lovely Ruth in Spooks.

My back: yes well the op is scheduled for 20th March which is soon innit. At the moment I am doing my exercises and seeing the physio every four days. She's going to try traction to see if I can be stretched out a bit. sounds worryingly medieval.its what they used to do to spies during the Spanish Inquisition.

MI - I can guarantee that DH's first words to me as he arrives home from work will be "what's for dinner?" or variations thereof. The subtext being that my entire raison d'etre of an evening is to produce food for the family. There's an expectation that something will be cooking when he rolls in. OK, it always is me doing the cooking, but oh how I'd love to hear the words "I'll sort dinner tonight. " Never gonna happen.

Having said that, I do have a little something in the oven, and I'm enjoying a very delicious gin and elderflower tonic while watching The One Show. Happy Days.

Ooh Crem, that's not long to wait for your op. What are they going to do, exactly? Fuse things??

Forgot to say, huge sympathies to those of you upchucking. Not a nice way to lose weight...

We just have pizzas on Fridays and DH often does Saturday. However, I can relate to annoying husbands who always arrive later than expected.

Crem - great to hear from you and good to know there is hopefully a solution on the horizon.

I am another who forgot to wish a speedy recovery to the afflicted

Not long at all, Crem. Get well soon, BD and Monty.

I do remember throwing DH's dinner in the bin one night as he was so late home and I was furious with him.

We're round at DD's baby sitting so they can celebrate her birthday - the youngest was not very cooperative about going to bed, but all is quiet now. Lovely DSiL had made us cannelloni so I didn't have to bother cooking before we came.

I wish spring had arrived here in the frozen north - the wind is coming straight from the north pole. I do have one (1, i) daffodil out in the garden!

I loved Ruth too, Crem. But I am not sure she started her glorious career by being stretched - shouldn't that come later? Good news on having an op date though.

We would all make fab spies, with a vast range of stylish charity shop disguises, and the resourcefulness, tact and determination that come with being marvellous parents. We can make our own gadgets from loo rolls and gold paper and hang out in cocktail bars till someone tells us something interesting. And I once got an IBM laptop with a banned chip thingie into West Berlin when you weren't allowed to by mistake. We need to empty the sick bay first, though - hope you all feel better soon .

Lol @lalsy. Too true. Especially the charity shop disguises; I like that bit

NU
I'll see your one daffodil with a slightly squew-wiff grape hyacinth. Still Baltic here too. I need to cut back my lavenders but
A it's too cold
B I can't reach the buggers at the level they grow at with my board-like back.

8i always feel vaguely inadequate when you detail your charity shop hauls. I did spot a pair of fabulous green suede high-heeled platform ankle boots in the window of a charity shop whilst out on a local trip this morning, but my lovelies looked horrified!

CV, do you think it will help him focus?

Cremo, you are being so stoical - must be horrendously debilitating. The 20th is only 2 weeks away. And counting.

DS has invited 3 mates for a sleepover when he gets back from footy training. DD is sulking because I have said don't think her going off to watch a film at her mates house is the best idea tonight as she is knackered and has to be up early in the morning and I do not want to go and pick her up from his house later on

I want to know how this MI5 recruitment is going to taken place. Is there a place where we apply or do they seek us out through our codenames?

Many commiserations to the poorly ones. DP has gone to pick up DD1 before he gets to eat his leftover puttanesca

I have ordered curry to be delivered. DH is out drinking with a friend. I do get tired of always having to be the one who sorts dinner. DH will do it, but huffs and takes forever to slice and fry an onion, and does odd things like add sugar or balsamic vinegar to bolognese, or an odd herb like tarragon, that just doesn't go.

I spent much of today proof reading a huge document, and pruning it extensively for a colleague. Half way through the afternoon, she said not to do it because someone else was doing it, and they would get in touch with me to make sure there was no overlap. They didn't. Did have a nice lunch though, with one of my Paris friends who was in town, and texted me at the last minute to see if I was available.

Hatty, they are knocking on QQ's door right now...(geddit?).

My new denim boilersuit is actually MI6 uniform...

Such handy pockets for small gadgets....

You do realise that any prolonged absence from the thread by QQ will now be understood as a secret mission.

A note of caution re unsolicited recruitment of crepey spies...they might be trying to sell us into the slave trade....better check their sources before signing up...

BD and monty you poor dear honking Crepeys. Do get well. This is making me twitchy. I don't do sicking very well. Is this the winter vomiting bug come late?

cremo hang on in there. I do hope this op ends your pain forever

I had a fab bright orange boiler suit thing in the 80's. I think I'd just look like a fat toddler in a Babygro these days....

Don't get me started on being the universal provider of meals and weary serving wench. I have been known to throw food at the wall....

I am off on a study day in a very dodgy part of west London. DH is on homework duty Happy Saturday Crepeys x

Rose, I was once a bar-wench. The pub I worked in made us wear bar-wench outfits. Well it was the 80's!

Off to drop DD at coaching, then to Spa day with friends. I need it after being woken at 2am and the last week!

Here I feel washed out. Walking dog last night took every ounce of my strength. And where's this sunny day? It's bitter out at the moment.
Dp hasn't moved an inch - still fully clothed! But hasn't thrown up - he refuses to vomit - it's a sheer case of mind over matter... But he clearly has it as he is totally knackered.

At least I have had tea (my life saver) and will get some air later.

I am not even going to go there on meal provider and general skivvy...

Happy Saturday all.

BD, it's beauoooootiful down here DH has gone off for a bike ride to Kent with a friend!

Getting ready to leave for the school reunion. Eeek! After much deliberating I'm wearing skinny jeans tucked into my lovely grey suede OTK boots, with a Great Plains white shirt, an orange and grey tweedy jacket and a Primarni scarf with orange bobbly bits. Safe, but I'll feel comfortable. It's a gorgeous day but there will be quite a bit of outdoor walking (it's a massive school). Wish me luck.

tilly.....although I can't complain as I regularly escape to spas, don't i? Have a lovely time!

rudy whispers Try Nine West courts....they are the only heels I can wear in my crepeydom. It's something about how they're made...I can literally dance all night in them...although not the Skyscraper ones!

I am seated in a coffee house with the sun streaming through the windows somewhere in W3. It is not unpleasant. What a joy to get up the A406 with no traffic

X post. You'll have a ball cv. Outfit sounds great. Don't be nervous...
unless you are about to run in to an old flame or something