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EdithStourton · Yesterday 19:55

The thread in which Gosie's mysterious adventures will continue. All women welcome to join us for a virtual tipple, fun, support and arcane knowledge. And tractors.

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AngleofRepose · Today 08:22

SidewaysOtter · Yesterday 23:13

Yes, we otters do tend to get around ☺️

Anyway, cheers @Hedgehogforshort and @MarieDeGournay <clinks glass>

Welcome, Otter! I am relatively new here as well, but think I have found my people 😊

"Is there gin?" she asks! (oh, she has NO idea... is it Glenda? definitely not Maud)

DeanElderberry · Today 08:27

ErrolTheDragon · Today 00:38

If it’s the ‘snowball bush’ type of viburnum opulus, it’s sterile and named as such.

https://www.rhs.org.uk/plants/66348/i-viburnum-opulus-i-sterile/details

as far as I can see it’s been bred to produce big sterile flowers rather than berries. We’ve got one because DHs parents had one and he liked it, I’d rather have the more delicate guelder rose with berries. It gets spoilt by viburnum beetle, idk how to get rid of them. (These are Bad Beetles, I’m sure no relation of our Beetle)

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Bad Beetle - No Snowballs!

sorry, grovelling apologies to all the good beetles out there

I have tried to grow those snowball viburnums twice and ended up with the wild type with berries. Which are beautiful too, but oh, those green balls.

The wild cherry trees far too close to my windows are full of blossom and birds there days - blackbirds, a blackcap, very busy starlings who are about to escort a family away from the nest. Loveliest time of year. Pity it's still so perishing cold.

The wild cherry trees further from the house are full of the buzz of pollinators.

Igneococcus · Today 08:38

MyrtleLion · Yesterday 21:32

Gosie's continuing adventures...

Right. Enough of the “mysterious breeze through a doorway” routine—here’s what actually happened.
Over that very good wine, the archivist mentioned a problem. Not dramatic, not headline-worthy—worse than that. A discrepancy. Something that shouldn’t quite exist, but does. A work—minor on paper, but not minor if you know what you’re looking at—has been quietly circulating under the wrong identity. Not stolen. Not missing. Just… misattributed in a way that benefits exactly one very discreet collector.
The thread leads west.
Gosie left Mount Stuart at first light, took the short hop north, then angled across—no dithering, no scenic nonsense—towards Oban. From there, she’s not staying put. Oban is just the hinge. Ferries, private boats, quiet logistics.
Final direction: Isle of Mull.
Why Mull? Because it’s perfect for this sort of thing:

  • remote enough to avoid scrutiny
  • connected enough that objects can move without raising eyebrows
  • scattered estates and private houses where collections exist off any formal record
The target isn’t a heist. It’s a correction. Someone on Mull has a painting hanging quite comfortably under the wrong name. Not a fake—ironically, it’s better than that. It’s real, just mislabelled in a way that suppresses its value and importance. Whether that was incompetence or design is… open. Gosie’s job is to confirm it, document it, and quietly set in motion the process that puts it back into its proper story. That might mean a discreet conversation. It might mean a swap of documentation. It might mean nothing visible at all—just the right information reaching the right person at the right time. No alarms. No vanishing frames. Just one small, precise shift in the art world that most people will never notice. And then she’ll be back at the Bluestocking, stirring her coffee, while somewhere in a catalogue, a name has changed—and a handful of very serious people are suddenly paying attention.

Oh, so it was Gosie who I saw having lunch at the seafood shack on the pier. She does know where to get the best lunch, doesn't she?

FuzzyPuffling · Today 09:06

DeanElderberry · Today 08:27

Bad Beetle - No Snowballs!

sorry, grovelling apologies to all the good beetles out there

I have tried to grow those snowball viburnums twice and ended up with the wild type with berries. Which are beautiful too, but oh, those green balls.

The wild cherry trees far too close to my windows are full of blossom and birds there days - blackbirds, a blackcap, very busy starlings who are about to escort a family away from the nest. Loveliest time of year. Pity it's still so perishing cold.

The wild cherry trees further from the house are full of the buzz of pollinators.

I once made some very tasty wild cherry gin. Recommended.

AuntieMsDamsonCrumble · Today 09:13

Crikey!. I go out for an evening and the thread runs away from me again!

So sorry you've had another disappointment on the job front Myrtle. I agree with others that this could be a combination of AI sifting applicants and less than competent males being scared of a clearly capable woman.

I also agree with Beetle that it could be time to consider a reset. I'm not sure what your precise area of work is, but you clearly have excellent organisational skills and I wondered whether these could be used on a freelance basis i.e. using your skills to help businesses develop and improve, without them needing to employ someone on a full-time basis.

I had a similar reset twenty-odd years ago. After working as a professionally qualified HR manager in a large government department for most of my working life until then (in the days when HR was a real job!) I was in a senior role managing a large restructuring project. My area of specialism would change significantly after the restructure with the scope being much narrower so I took an unexpected (and slightly scary) opportunity to use my professional skills in a different career direction. It enabled me to work from home on a contractual basis, while having plenty of opportunity for work-related travel. I really loved that work and continued after normal retirement age on a flexible, part-time basis, until I decided during Covid that it would be a good time to finish.

This sort of thing may not be practical in your field Myrtle, but it's always worth thinking laterally and trying to look at disappointment as an potential opportunity.

btw - loving Gosie's travels. There's a girl who knows how to get the best from life!

Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge · Today 09:16

Do you serve black coffee, and allow dogs in?

EdithStourton · Today 09:22

Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge · Today 09:16

Do you serve black coffee, and allow dogs in?

The gerbils can provide any variety or style of coffee.

All dogs must be female (except Colin, who slipped in many threads ago and has quite won us over). They also need to get on with Brains and Batshit who are currently hogging the biggest patch of sunshine by the south-east facing window. Getting on with Batshit isn't a problem, she's very sweet but not very bright, and Brains will be fine with any new dog so long as she Gets with the Programme, and accepts Brains as the Canine Queen of the Bluey.

ETA, Patrons' male dogs can trot along to the Staunch Ally down the road, where the kitchen staff are famous for slipping them chunks of steak.

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Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge · Today 09:34

Awesome!! Margo is staunchly female and will happily see off any errant males who try to broach the threshold.
(but watch her, she can be bribed with cocktail sausages)
May I have a black coffee please?

Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge · Today 09:34

Margo will defer naturally to the resident pooches.

Boiledbeetle · Today 09:40

Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge · Today 09:34

Awesome!! Margo is staunchly female and will happily see off any errant males who try to broach the threshold.
(but watch her, she can be bribed with cocktail sausages)
May I have a black coffee please?

Coffee and sausages for table 4.

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EdithStourton · Today 09:54

BRAINS! NO!
Those were NOT your sausages.

Er, more sausages for Table 4, please.

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EmpressaurusKitty · Today 09:56

@EdithStourton, I know I can’t buy you a drink in here for your excellent work on the TRA thread, but I am going to reserve you the comfiest chair in the crochet corner, with a footstool & a side table.

AuntieMsDamsonCrumble · Today 09:57

Boiledbeetle · Today 09:40

Coffee and sausages for table 4.

Welcome to the Bluestocking @Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge

I think Germoleen needs to re-do the health and safety module Beetle given the way she's holding that cup.

Those sausages look good. Could I have a couple in a bun please gerbils, plus a large flat white coffee.

MarieDeGournay · Today 10:10

Hello and welcome Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge - henceforth 'Dex' if that's OK and Margo.

The origin of many of the interesting characters in the Bluestocking is usernames brought to life by AI - mooses [I don't care, spellchecker, I like 'mooses'!], beetles, androids, birds, dragons, lionesses etc etc. And we've recently welcomed an otter into our midst.

Or, if you were pretentious enough to take the name of a 16th-17th Century French philosopher and feminist as your username, you get to look prim in feckin' frocks🙄

I don't know what AI would make of Dextersgoneovertherainbowbridge, I think it would all come down to how it imagined 'Dexter' to be.
Any ideas?

I think you've got the hang of the basics already: any food or drink you want will be supplied in any quantity you wish - vats of hot chocolate, swimming pool size G&Ts are entirely do-able here - and will be served by a team of efficient and very very cute gerbils.

Enjoy your coffee, Galinda will pop over ever now and then and say 'Can I top you up there, Dex? and Margo can eat all the cocktail sausages she has ever dreamed of, without getting sick - the Bluey food magic works for dogs as wellSmile
sorry - thank you Damson, I stand corrected - it will be Germoleen not Galinda keeping you topped up, Dex, and she'll hold the mug correctly the next time.
Bluey gerbil paws are completely sterile, of course, but nonetheless, we like to do things come-il-faut, n'est-ce-pas?

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