An "Ask Auntie Lowan" Digression.

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"Being Blatham" -- like "Being There," only without all the awkward pauses, and he needn't be a gardener.

ding dong ding dong === Boiiinnngggg. Boiiinnngggg

Boiiinnngggg Boiiinnngggg Boiiinnngggg. It's 5-00, time to go home or put the kettle on

Chancy job that, gardener.....

readers digrest... where else would anyone need to go... helpful tips on household maintenance and having one's gender investigated, humorous anecdotes about priaptic American soldiers, personal interest stories on poets with opium addictions and smelly birds hung about their necks, mushroom lore, rodent sacrifices...my library is complete herein

LOL! We aim to diverge....

Hiama picks up the phone, hello who's calling ?

How may I help you wabbit, you've got a great gap in your front teeth you say, Ok, well we could knock them out altogether-not a good idea, fill in the cracks with cement. You could make a feature of it maybe so when you do Karaoke you can cover all the whistling songs :-

"Whispering" by Nino Tempo and April Stevens

"The Happy Whistler" by Don Robertson

"Claire" by Gilbert O'Sullivan

"Heartaches By The Number" by Guy Mitchell

"Born To Be With You" by The Chordettes

"Georgy Girl" by The Seekers

"Tapioca Tundra" by The Monkees

"The Story Of My Life" by Marty Robbins

"Gonna Find Me a Bluebird" by Marvin Rainwater

"Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer" by Nat "King" Cole

" Dock of the Bay" by Otis Redding


For example :wink:

Oh, that gap was fixed, at exorbitant expense, by means of a plastic plate and little rubberbands, when I was but a weelowan.

How on earth did you know about it?

Blatham,

Please send library therein hereinunder as fast as possible, supplies diminishing, just about to lose cultural consciousness, the knowledge veins are being cut off- quick man quick !

oh, those veins have been cut off here in america for quite some time, and we do all right with it! a little dizzy, perhaps, but that's to be expected.

Hmmmmmm - two threads converged in a wood...

This i found in my Easter mail. Now I though Auntie Lowan claimed not to know how to play a piano? BUSTED!!!

That is little cousin Violet - not moi.

You will note her paws are NOT on the keys. It is a fake keyboard that plays recorded tunes - fun though.

two threads in a wood converged and i,
i took the one less unravelled (HI!).



didn't make a damn bit of difference, though.

you can't see the left paw though, I am not convinced.

LOL! I COULD see the left paw! I was THERE!

hello, blatham.

I suppose there is a reason why that is not a non sequitur and I think I even know what the reason was - but it would have helped if Blatham had answered...

yeah, well, my powers aren't what they used to be. (i could have sworn i heard him coming.)

One often can - but not HERE, I would have thought.....?!

well, i'm only a couple hundred miles away.