The Soaplady

 
No pictures today - just an account of the most delicious breakfast I’ve had in many months …
 
Two Stag bakeries spiced fruit buns, sliced in half and spread with butter, then gently heated for 10 seconds in the microwave until just warm, the butter softly melting inside, accompanied by a whole punnet of fresh, plump, [...]

 
I was walking Mindy from the Callanish Sorting Office (having bartered for certain chocolatey items for the way - for me, not Mindy … :- ), off to the left, past the roaming cattle and the mad sheep dog who has worn his own track in his front garden, dashing manically to and fro, and [...]

 
” … and I’m feelin’ good …”
(You have to imagine Nina Simone singing that, in her earthy, chiming tones) …
 
Had a good Saturday morning in the shop today … Lots of visitors, lots of motor-homes, a couple of local children buying presents …
 
Everything was sort of all over the place due to my having done a [...]

Me and FX love the Apprentice, don’t we FX …
 
Last week, the budding entrepreneurs were charged by ‘Surallan’ to design, manufacture and sell what he described, on television, as a ’natural’ body product …
 
I thought I would perhaps put my notebook on standby for this episode, and watch with interest …
 

Would it be, perhaps, a lovely [...]

First, the dog:
Mindy has found an old toy whose excellence is worth revisiting …
It is a *very* heavy ball on a rope, which resembles a medieval mace, with a bell inside it …
 
This she hefts and heaves all over the place, notably last night, repeatedly onto me, on the sofa, in an effort to get me to [...]

 
As I was carefully cleaning my glasses the other day, thinking what a real difference this makes to you when you put the cleaned glasses back on, I thought there *must* be other things like this …
Things that make a difference to how you feel, and how you see things (no pun intended :- )
 
Here’s [...]

 
Mindy’s off her food …
 
She could only manage a few of her crunchies this morning …
 
I have very little sympathy for her, and had to fight the impulse to stick my thumbs in my ears and wiggle my fingers, going ‘mer mer mer-mer mer’ at her …
 
Last night the cloth-eared madam managed to eat a [...]