Straight from the garden! I shall tip-toe to the fridge and get the cream.
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Weave a Web
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Straight from the garden! I shall tip-toe to the fridge and get the cream.
Listen to the music HERE!
Weave a Web 
Why do I suddenly crave strawberries?
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Yvonne, I was thinking about you. How are you and how did your wrist heal?
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Hiya. It’s my elbow (which still won’t bend) and shoulder (which still is very restricted in movement). My left arm/hand have had to start earning their keep.
How are you?
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I am not very good actually. Seem to be disintegrating. My right leg is the size of a house, my heart goes bom-diddy-bom, and I have trouble breathing. Apart from that I’m hunky-dory. (And I can pick my nose with my right hand.) And I just realised you were talking to Lisa!!! Sorry to have butted in!
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That’s fine. I am fascinated by anything medical, when it doesn’t involve my body, the Temple.
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I feel it would be helpful if they amputated from the neck down…
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Aww, that’s no good, BA.
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Because it’s winter and strawberries are expensive?
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Phew. You mean I’m not pregnant!?
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I never thought of that. It’s possible of course.
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That could explain the angel who suddenly appeared, bearing lilies!
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Hail Yvonne, full of grace!
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Huh! It’s almost as though you were there, listening, Bruce Almighty.
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lol!!!
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Bruce, that’s a beautiful picture of strawberries and the music makes me see them being washed and sliced and having cream poured over and sugar sprinkled on…We’re probably at the end of strawberry season here…
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Strawberry fields forever!
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That is some pictorial music. Hope your journey to the fridge was rewarding.
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Like many things (unfortunately) the cream in the fridge was a fiction! 😦
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Clot ted cream? Nice jingle
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I can’t respond… my mouth is full.
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Lovely Bruce, I could hear that cream being poured and taste strawberries on my tongue. Oh and you got the thumbs up from my partner who happened to be in the room – she said it was ‘dead canny’ 🙂
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Please thank her for being so perceptive!!
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I should have said she meant canny in the Geordie sense (though I think there was a little of the other kind of canny in there too), but she translated for you as ‘chipper’ and said it cheered her up 🙂
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“Canny” and “chipper” both sound like they’re out of Coronation Street!
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Well she is originally from Manchester, which is where Coronation Street is set, but now she’s an adopted Geordie which is further north again!
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One of my maternal great grandmothers was from Manchester. Most of the rest came from Chorley (but don’t panic – we OWNED the cotton mills!!)
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It’s good to know you come from Lancastrian royalty!
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Now is the winter of my discontent…
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