Fay and Ray are committed Christians and go to church every Sunday at Easter and Christmas, but they don’t like it much because of the people.

Fay does a lot of voluntary work and Ray contributes to environmental concerns. He is a shareholder in a South American deforestation project. There’s enough rain without rain forests making more.

They have adopted a red-faced spider monkey in Colchester Zoo. He’s called Zombie.

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Kitchen Crisis


Ray and I were caught in the jaws of a kitchen crisis, but are now caught on the horns of a dilemma. He has heard {from goodness knows where - probably a so-called 'Kitchen Tip' off one of the 'Gold' channels} that if you put an oyster shell in your kettle, it doesn't fur up, keeping the dreaeded limescale at bay. Of course, oyster shells are quite hard to come by round Bungay way - even Tetbury's don't stock them, despite our repeated requests.
In a fit of inventiveness, Ray got some gravel from the front garden {it had a crocus bulb in it but Ray said that it wouldn't matter even though I said it would it would it would it would it would it would}. He also scooped up a discarded crisp bag which he later admitted may have been a mistake and to add the required maritime flavour from the absent oyster shell, popped in an old sardine tin. {We're extremely keen on oily fish and want to go to the Gulf of Mexico one year on holidays to sample some.}
Of course, as I could have said, after boiling and reboiling the kettle for an hour and a half, it eventually stopped working. We checked the guarantee, but there were no clauses to cover gravel/fish tin/flower/litter incidents so we had to invest in a new one.
It's safely home, but on page five of the instructions {page 5} it clearly states " do not leave appliance unattended whilst in use. Well . . . we all know what they say about a watched kettle!!!
I'm also a little concerned about the 'Personal Safety' 'bullet point' on the same page that says, "This appliance is not intended for use by persons (including children) with reduced physical, sensory or mental capabilities or lack of experience and knowledge unless they have been given supervision or instruction concerning use of the appliance by a person responsible for their safety".
Well, neither of us has had any instruction and Ray will certainly never take instruction or supervision from me or anyone else for that matter.
It's a dilemma.

TTFN

Fay

XX

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Brrrrrrrrr! The Coldest Night Of The Year!

It's so chilly! I decided to cheer Ray up with an extra special desert. Our fave, Vienetta! Delicious!

TTFN

Fay  xxxx

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Mule Smuggling Disaster

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Can you believe it! Our eldest triplet (by 4 hours - it was long confinement) has been in bother with the interbanational police authorites again!!
Of course, we've all heard of so-called 'Drug Mules', well, May has only gone and tried to smuggle a real mule home from Ireland, where she was working as some sort of tester for a few months. Apparently, she saw it shivering in a Donegal field, felt sorry for it and managed to get the poor thing half way through departures at Dublin International Airport before she was arrested by the Irish police (or "Gardes" as they call them out there. Ray prefers the term "Coppers").
Let's hope she gets a light sentence as she didn't know what she was doing or why. Never has.

TTFN  Fay xxx

Monday, 2 January 2012

No Surprises Here



Suffolk enjoyed an uneventful, if in places noisy, start to 2012 as thousands of people across the county celebrated the start of Olympic year.


A spokeswoman for Suffolk police said officers had had a busy night, but there were no major incidents that they had had to deal with.
Overnight showers are thought to have persuaded many people to remain in indoor parties and to resist the temptation to spill out on to the streets at midnight.
Some people did set off fireworks to mark the start of the new year – but their efforts could not match the 10-minute extravaganza that heralded the New Year on the bank of the River Thames in London.

Saturday, 13 August 2011

Insect Disaster

There we were at a children's tea party when a wasp flew right up Fay's frock, stinging her several times, which resulted in Fay running round the garden tearing her dress off and screaming like a banshee, followed by a line of toddlers doing the same, thinking it was a new and exciting party game.
Before too many of the dads could get their so-called 'camera-phones' loaded and firing, Fay managed to make a dash to the kitchen and stand in the sink, pouring jelly and ice cream impregnated washing up water over her rapidly swelling body. Thankfully Ray arrived with un-charactericstic kind and reassuring words, jumped on to the draining board and began smearing her with salt and vinegar crisps.
What and end to the party!
Bees make honey. Wasps make Marmite.

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Trouble Down Under

One of our triplets, May - not the favourite - has got into trouble on her way back from Australia of all places. Seems she tried to smuggle a live wombat onto the aeroplane in her hand luggage after attempting to sedate the poor creature with a mixture of Haribos {whatever that is}, gin & tonic and some cheese.

Unsurprisingly, it's noisy whimpers were overheard by a keen airline official who refused to accept May's explanation of 'indigestion' as she tried to drown out the noise with cries of her own. A search of May's bag soon revealed the hapless marsupial {named 'Rupert'} befouling a fluffy hot water bottle case in the shape of a boomerang May was also bringing back as a present for one of her many friends.

We can't bail her out, mainly because we don't want to. Hopefully her stay in prison won't be too long or arduous, and at least they speak a rudimentary form of English there. May was always a big fan of 'Prisoner Cell Block H' {like her mother} so now's her chance to "Live The Dream".

No worries.