Room with a view

Alas, Bluesky, there are no gossiping ladies in my vista, only the solitary postman. sigh

Room with a view

Well I had to do something about the nothingness, molly, it was driving me crackers. uh oh

Room with a view

I'll take a look through my previous blogs to see if I can find an appropriate response, daniela. thumbs up

Room with a view

How I envy you the cows and sweetcorn, emmy. Of course, I can always log on here if I want to observe the other thing.
wine

Room with a view

It's quite simple, molly: Commitment. tip hat

When I’m 64

Molliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii tip hat

MiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii handshake

I went to bed but couldn't get to sleep, so here I am, back again. sigh

When I’m 64

I thought as much, gal. thumbs up

When I’m 64

I'm not quite sure where that comment came from, galrads, but I'm sure you have your reasons. wave

When I’m 64

Thank you, usha. wine

I'll be fine as long as no one reminds me about it on the day.

When I’m 64

The trouble is, ash, molly always gets hold of the wrong end of the stick. It isn't easy to avoid the innuendos when that happens, in fact, she makes it very hard for me. I've had it out with her on numerous occasions but she insists on having it her own way. Many's the night I've gone to bed feeling thoroughly frustrated. I just don't know what gets into her sometimes. sigh

RE: Does God Exist?

I apologise for not being Ken, nam, although I think he should accept half of the blame.

RE: Does God Exist?

I don't think everyone who says "Oh God" thinks they are actually talking to him, nam. Not that there's anything wrong with believing in God, but believing in the Bible is going much too far.

When I’m 64

We're never too old for education, Ken. cheers

When I’m 64

I didn't really understand all that, ash, but I'm sure I'd like what you said if I had understood it. Wouldn't I? hmmm

When I’m 64

Good God, Vier, I wouldn't take all that on if I were in my prime. uh oh

When I’m 64

And with that thought in my head, molly, I'm away to my bed. If I'm lucky, it might re-manifest itself in a dream. smile

gnite

When I’m 64

You must have a very delicate touch, molly, if your finger can slip from 'B' to 'D' without disturbing anything in-between. wink

When I’m 64

Was that one of those Freudian slip thingies, molly? grin

When I’m 64

I know age is just a number, LaFonda, but they seem to be getting awfully big. Where's it all going to end?uh oh

RE: Does God Exist?

Some people not only think God doesn't exist, Bentlee, they don't really care if he does, either.

RE: Does God Exist?

All that tells us is that galaxies exist. I'll wait till the astronomer finds God before I commit myself.

When I’m 64

I'm not familiar with the Sao Paulo Terrier, molly, is it similar to the Juan Russellio?

I must dash to bed now, I wake up cheerful if I don't get enough sleep. gnite

When I’m 64

I'm not sure, molly. Is there a Sao Paulo in North Yorkshire? hmmm

When I’m 64

It's very unlikely you've seen me on holiday, molly; unless you were in Bridlington the summer of 86, that is.

When I’m 64

Molly, you seem to be implying that I'm an ordinary member of the British public. snooty

When I’m 64

Actually, molly, I know it wasn't your intention, but you are selling the idea to me. I might just have a word with my daughter, she works at a travel agent's. hmmm

When I’m 64

Yes indeed, molly. Going on holiday is the one thing that makes me grumpier than Christmas does.

When I’m 64

It's the thought that counts, ash, and the thought of a gift from you would make it very difficult to maintain my grump. hug

Even socks. applause

When I’m 64

Christmas is my busiest time of year, molly. Staying grumpy for 12 days continuously is so draining, yet so rewarding.

When I’m 64

The role was made for me, molly.

mumbling pointing Me in character

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