Wow, the juices are flowing today and no mistake.
A poem from our very own resident Poet Laureate aka XB.
A lovely mantra from our resident philosopher aka Nogs.
A spirited discussion about dried fruit (I'm deffo on the 'pro' team!).
A meaningful reflection about the virtue of recognising other people's c*ck ups before they hit the fan by our courageous White Knight aka Podds.
A touching example of human self-sacrifice by our new lamb ala Cheesie.
Together with cameo guest appearances by Westie, Meldy, DL, and Snaily.
Dog, we're a talented lot 


Was hoping to cycle to hairdresser and later to shops but it was chucking it down so wimped out and took the car. The usual round of washing, cooking and sorting after being away for several weeks. Think it will be Sunday before I can get a chugette in...does it make sense to feel like your tongue is hanging out for a run? Sounds pretty weird, but you know what I mean!
Off to rehearsal now to prepare for installation of new chaplain tomorrow. Devoutly hope against hope there will not be a sermon 