through the...
no, no no, not tulips... the hedgehog crap, I got to thinking...
I’m a feeder. All my life I have loved cooking: sharing food with friends is a joy.
My wicked dil has always said
LL never under-caters!
She is right.
The Wrenery is carpeted by the aforesaid hedgehog’s business cards and munched up bits of seeds, fat balls and mealworms.
Ellie has finished off her mince, carrot, celery, pasta and swede
brekkie. As it is Friday today I will cook her a casserole of fish, pasta and veggies, this will last her a couple of days and then I will decide whether she should have chicken or shin. Now before you think I am over indulging her, I buy from my newest fav shop Aldi, her food comes from their freezer cabinet. She has a side of kibble to nibble and her coat is a shiny testament to her diet... just wish the same could be said of me and my derrière!?! The birds get the same level of cordon bleu care.
My days of major dinner parties are long gone, mainly because the cuff of my jumper could no longer hold up to my pulling it over my hand and dusting the table prior to the visitors arrival!
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