It’s so lonely

I commented at 7.57 and dropped in this evening to discover that eleven hours have passed – with no further comments at all.

LW has posted an ad for his pome comp but otherwise I am all alone –  with only Backside for company.

If you have something to tell me, whether it concerns my person or my politics, just do it.  A single voice will cheer me up disproportionately.

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Author: Janus

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21 thoughts on “It’s so lonely”

  1. Howzit Janus

    I have to admit that it’s been very hard work trying to keep the place going whilst you were off paddling your own canoe.

    I look forward to your contribution tomorrow morning 😉

  2. Janus, you bring tears to my eyes. A combination of norovirus and France Telecom managing to cut our phone line has kept me from doing much, except watch the rain pouring down. Anyone who thinks it’s always sunny on the Riviera can think again. As soon as the rain stops I shall be dashing out to buy OZ some more Frizz Ease.

  3. Janus, I did spend part of today looking for a relevant recording of Pink Floyd’s “Is there anybody out there?” for a thread. I’ve done a pome and sent a piccie for the two comps, but repartee seems a little thin in the past few days. 😦

    OZ

  6. Oh Celtic! Sheona, I’m sorry – I should also have wished you a speedy recovery from norovirus and France Telecom. 😉

    OZ

  7. Rather a lot seem missing of late. Here we have had a window in the interminable rain so have had to leap out and attack the monstrous heaps of leaves that have finally come down. So that has kept me occupied. Plus of course Thanksgiving last week. I wonder where everyone is? I hadn’t noticed any aggravations to give anyone the sulks. I guess they are all too busy. Of course with bloody Xmas just around the corner I expect they are all puttying up their Christmas decorations!!! (not).
    I’m being my supremely grumpy self and trying to decide whether to bother or not as usual. I generally succumb about the end of the first week and moaning and bitching totter off to select a tree at the local tree farm, current price $3/foot for something decent like Nordmann or Grand fir, none of those bastards that drop their needles!
    Made the cake yesterday evening, well at least put the fruit undo the brandy to soak, how I hate dried fruit like bullets in cakes and a thousand dollar bill at the dentists! (Note never ever eat a Christmas cake made by an American, EVER! No booze and as dry as Saharan camel turd. Tastes like it too!
    Maybe they are writing their Christmas cards that they can no longer afford to post, cheaper by pony express these days than to use the post office.
    Bah humbug! And I hope all the politicians get a dose of aids for Christmas, they deserve it!

    Novovirus in the South of France? Somewhat surprising wouldn’t have thought it damp enough there for it to hang around. It is generally the worst in South Wales and Devon and Cornwall. Warmish but wettish seems to make it the worst.

  9. Janus: A certain insouciant disregard for the sensibilities of the aristocracy, a predilection to look both ways, I heard you were in the UK, enjoy your visit?

  10. theroyalist :

    I put my tree up tonight. I love Christmas. Absolutely.

    My tree goes up (under protest) on Christmas Eve and comes down on Boxing Day. It will stay up a day longer this year because the NSW is working on 25th and so we’re having Christmas lunch on the Wednesday.

    OZ

  16. Well, if it is updates you want, I have been travelling a great deal. I drove up from Cape Town to Harare, via Augrabies in SA, Mabuasehube, Ghanzi, Maun, Savuti, Chobe in Botswana, and into Zimbabwe the Victoria Falls a journey of 3,500 km in all. I have had all sorts of adventures with wild animals including lions, elephants and baboons, desert wildernesses and Zimbabwean bureaucrats. Life here is wonderful and exciting and predictable only in its lack of predictability. Weather: 26 degrees and sunny with scattered clouds.

  17. I have just finished a breakfast of fruit salad, fired egg and bacon, waffles with lots of coffee and fruit juice. I have spent the last two nights in the Meikles Hotel, overlooking The Anglican Cathedral where yesterday the Archbishop was evicted and arrested for disobeying the orders of his superiors. Armed guards are, or were last night when we returned from a delicious Thai meal, patrolling the perimeter of the building.

  18. That’s much better, thank you. Yes, LW, I was thoroughly indulged by all the assembled daughters and their families. A highlight was a sneak preview of a playlet being written by the two 12-year old girl cousins which retells the xmas story with a mixture of cross-dressing (ie pantomime), revue and farce. “Tell me, Mr Shepherd, why do you only have one sheep?” “It’s the recession, m’dear!” The newborn is a girl, Jesophine.

  19. Christina, I brought my own norovirus. Don’t want foreign germs! They call it “le gastro” here and it is around every winter. Don’t forget a Mediterranean climate has warm, wet winters.

  20. It’s piggin’ freezing here. 4º at dawn under clear skies and a cold wind. The Cave is nice and warm though, but I have to clean out the log burner again today.

    OZ

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