Very!
But blown the budget this year already (both in £ and in days… 😦 ) and since September now (officially) marks the Grand Relocation of The Bucket of Destiny, need to be around here I’m afraid… 😦
I do, of course, expect pics and full reportage! 😀
lol more like 15.
It will be a sad day… but he is well beyond retirement age, and we just can’t find anyone willing to apprentice to the old fella…
There will be a party, and, of course, the compulsory presentation of long service medals, gold watch, and such.
He feels like such a part of the family, as do all his relations who have been popping in to help him out on occassion – the bucket-ettes, the tin cans, and the you-can’t-use-that-it’s-an-antiques (married above herself, that one did!).
He’ll be glad to go, I suppose. Spend some quality time with all the teeny great-grand-pots…
He has no idea, of course… so keep it under your hat. Don’t want to spoli the surprise… Though, to be perfectly honest, the old duffer is so forgetful these days, he probably wouldn’t remember anyway. Sad to see them lose that sparkle of their youth… *sigh*
(Yes… I think I will go lie down now… LOL)
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Thank you
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Gah! Ho! Woo! :p
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Thought you might be impressed. Still not interested in our little September excursion…
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Very!
But blown the budget this year already (both in £ and in days… 😦 ) and since September now (officially) marks the Grand Relocation of The Bucket of Destiny, need to be around here I’m afraid… 😦
I do, of course, expect pics and full reportage! 😀
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Pity… Understandably, the Bucket has to take precedence… pics and full reportage will be forthcoming…
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You’re relocating the Bucket??? Really??? All the way???
What is it now… ten years? 😉 x
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lol more like 15.
It will be a sad day… but he is well beyond retirement age, and we just can’t find anyone willing to apprentice to the old fella…
There will be a party, and, of course, the compulsory presentation of long service medals, gold watch, and such.
He feels like such a part of the family, as do all his relations who have been popping in to help him out on occassion – the bucket-ettes, the tin cans, and the you-can’t-use-that-it’s-an-antiques (married above herself, that one did!).
He’ll be glad to go, I suppose. Spend some quality time with all the teeny great-grand-pots…
He has no idea, of course… so keep it under your hat. Don’t want to spoli the surprise… Though, to be perfectly honest, the old duffer is so forgetful these days, he probably wouldn’t remember anyway. Sad to see them lose that sparkle of their youth… *sigh*
(Yes… I think I will go lie down now… LOL)
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I dare say you’ve both earned it! 🙂
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You could always retire him to a more sedentary job… xx
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A plastic bucket for Oor Wullie? ‘Twill never do! No, no, no… lol xx
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Plastic? Ah no… xxx
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I like this, both thoughts and images!
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Thanks, Eliza…
It’s one of the ways in which we hide from ourselves…
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I think we all do that to a certain extent 💜💜
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Quite possibly… 😉
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😀😱
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I love this, subtle then bam, straight to the point.
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;)…
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Wow, so many figures here. The horse is also the Silent eye! Whooooooo hooooooo!
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