The Bluestocking: To the moon and back gerbil style.

[Boiledbeetle]

Previous thread of chat and general madness below

https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/womens_rights/5506124-the-bluestocking-womens-pub-spring-is-sprunging-and-mns-name-generator-can-do-one

Women: from an orderly queue at the bar or take a seat and grab a passing gerbil.

Men: turn left at the end of the road, keep walking until you find the Staunch Ally.

Bar gerbil a full fat coke please and a packet of Scampi Fries please.

At your service...

Yaaaaassssssss! Perfect! Thank you. :)

Whereas if you mix alcohol and literature you get Tequila Mockingbird.

You win today's internet.

😂

It’s an old one but irresistible.

Dave has been keeping me awake huffing and puffing…it’s a good name for a storm.😂 Right…earplugs in and lights off and may the gerbils come to all in need of their services.

God, @WearyAuldWumman, I’m so sorry.

I'm so sorry to read the bad lockdown experiences of many on here. It was such a crazy time. I escaped relatively unscathed but the other three members of my family suffered really badly with their mental health for a long time after.

Thank goodness for the gerbils looking after us all now.

I'm back in bed - dawn Mass started at 6 when it was still dark, and there was a brief but brisk shower of hail during the consecration. It was lovely - I do prefer the setting of the one I usually go to, in a quiet spot just over the wall from a big lake, with trees and birds and bats and the graves of family and friends, but beside a nearly-800 years old ruined friary was good too, and the priest is a good preacher, stuff about light overcoming darkness and resilience and persistence and the past and the present coming together.

And because it was in town there was a nearby building and the local committee gave us tea afterwards.

About 140 - 150 people there, which is not bad for that hour.

Happy Easter everyone.
Dave is piping down (though he’s left quite a bit of debris on the lawn) and the sun is intermittently emerging.

Frohe Ostern, Blaustrümpfe!

Still windy with lots of grey clouds but the Isle of Mull is all sparkly and white on the horizon this morning.

Happy Easter everyone.

That's a lovely mental image @Igneococcus

Dave has just hailed us. Glad I hadn’t ventured out yet to pick up sticks and foliage.

How generous of him. Hail, Dave!

Happy Easter to all who celebrate!

(Happy chocolate-for-breakfast day to those who don't)

It's a lovely sunny morning and the willow tree is fuzzy with new leaves. What a nice day to celebrate rebirth!

Part of having a break over the last 10 days was to clear out the garage. We were so effective in other things (sofa-buying, restocking towels and rugs, birthday-celebrating) that we didn't get round to it. So we sort of had plans today to spend 30 minutes in the garage selecting obvious things that we were going to get rid of and then go to the tip tomorrow.

We made a spontaneous decision to drive to the tip today instead and it was wonderful! Five cars. Not busy at all. Really easy, no queuing. Took 20 minutes to get rid of a carful of stuff, plus 15 minutes driving in total. I think if we'd gone tomorrow, even if we went early, we'd have joined everyone else with the same brilliant idea.

As a reference point, I only got out of bed at 11am, and we had breakfast before we went out to the garage.

So please you are clearly feeling better @MyrtleLion and able to turn your hand to tasks you were unable to get round to when your were feeling so poorly.

Just heard that our local minor 'stately home' has had to cancel their Easter Egg Hunt today due to damage from storm Dave. Two marquees plus contents totally demolished. Such a shame for everyone involved. Apart from the obvious disappointment of the children, most of the activities are organised by local volunteers who work very hard to bring in money for the upkeep of the estate (not NT).

< muses> I wonder what they have done with the Easter eggs? .........

Perhaps the Easter Egg Hunt was a little more chaotic than they were planning? They'll be finding them for years.

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My day is going well. I forgot I'd replaced the old knackered 'sharp' knives for brand new actually sharp knives.

Well, the wind has died down in Fife and it's lovely and sunny now.

Lots of primroses and miniature daffs in bloom in the front border.

I can see the white celandines opening in the side return. Annoyingly, I lost the note of the variety shortly after planting.

I planted celandine Brazen Hussy round the back at the same time and they're doing very well indeed. I believe that they can be a bit thuggish, but I've not had that problem with them. Not sure when I planted them - any time between '86 and '94. (After moving in and before getting married.)

The muscari in planters have survived. Again, muscari are supposed to be thugs, but those in the front border seem to have disappeared. shakes fist at grey squirrels

I did have some Rip Van Winkle miniature daffs, but they've all gone. Only February Gold and Tête à Tète seem to have survived the wet, clay soil.

I did try digging down and adding gravel etc when I first moved in, but eventually gave up: once I was past the brown clay, I hit blue clay. I should buy a kiln.

Sorry to hear that Beetle.

Have another Easter egg. They're medicinal you know?

Sharp knives are supposed to be safer than blunt knives Apparently you have to apply more pressure to cut with a blunt knife, while sharp knives will cut you with no pressure applied at all. This makes them safer. According to predominantly male chefs (chevs?) who've been taught knife skills at culinary school and can do that really fast chopping without looking.

We got snowed on during our traditional Easter walk "to check if the Easter bunny lost some eggs on the way". My youngest is 18 and we still take some small chocolate eggs to drop while he is not looking (a lot more difficult now than when the children were little) so he can find them on the walk.

Ooh. An Easter egg. Thank you. xx I don't think I've had one (creme eggs do not count) in decades.

There is actually no chocolate at all in my house at the moment, unless you count the packet of vending machine hot chocolate. The stuff that resembles hot water with a brown crayon dunked in it.

Gah! My scrolling thumb is not working now it's got a plaster on it!

Commiserations. I’ve done that too recently - I had a cheap but effective serrated knife which was perfect for various tasks including slicing our homemade flatbreads, which is a somewhat delicate task. It broke, so I bought a new one… the first time I used it I cut deeply into the pad of my left thumb, it took about a week of being firmly plastered to close up. Unfortunately it was the only one of my fingers which worked to open my old iPhone so I had to put in my code every time which was a pain.

And then I cut it again…

Im now carefully holding the bread with a tea towel and I’ve told DH not to use this knife as he’s on blood thinners.😬