Framboise

Bladders of lard! I was married to one eons ago - his only possible use now would be as a pitch roller!!

Another suggestion. We have a lot of Black Redstarts here - the youngsters look very much like immature robins until they get their proper uniform of pale grey with a black tail (the males that is). Could be this little chap is one of them possibly?

Umm I thought they were supposed to collapse, hence why the use of plain flour.? My grandad came from Sheffield, hence why Nan was the expert at Yorkshires - hers emerged from the oven with the centre collapsed on which she served the meat with lashings of gravy. To me (and yes it might make me a philistine!) but those Aunt Bessie's ones are pretty much how my Nan's Yorky Puds were. Sorry!!

My OH loves the Merlot from Aldi, oh and the Leclerec one - both in boxes! So much easier to store in a nice square box! Alas I have given it up - can't face the headaches and feeling like death warmed up the next day after ONE MEASLY GLASS!

Ours are still crashing about too. I relocate mine down by the recycling station about 2ks from here where theres a few old barns not far from the road. Quite appropriate really! Neverthless I have the niggling feeling that the devious little monsters hitchhike back here as soon as another car comes along. We have given up now effectively - they've been living-in a whole lot longer than we have I guess!

So thats what it is! I found one of these sitting on a very prickly thistle a couple of months ago - I thought it was some sort of a reject frog, a twist of nature or something! You learn something new every day then...............

Let's hope today brings good news for these two.

My question is, just how do the locals get such neat tidy woodpiles? Locally they are almost works of art - logs of similar circumference, piled in an almost ornate fashion................ Why do mine look nothing like this, or is it decades of practice??

You have my sympathies. We have lerots - I don't know about clogs because these little blighters have army boots in which they crash about in our ceilings upstairs. Its seems the more of 'em we relocate, the more we get.

Well at least poor Poppy has the chance at a new home with someone who actually WANTS her. I shall be watching the news with interest................ PS it was on Facebook too

My OH has had similar junk mail through. We just take anything we are remotely unsure of to show our neighbour (also registered AE but French) who sticks anything iffy straight into the bin!

We have had this too although we get an ear-splitting screeching like someone's fax machine trying to talk to our phone. Its always at the same time and will repeat five times then give up. I wish whoever it is would check then realise they have the Wrong Number!!

"computer say no............." The DVLA & their wonderful Nincomputer are the bane of many lives.

Frankly I'd like to know where summer has disappeared to cos it sure is not here!

Thats the kind of news I love to hear !

OMG this is truly awful! Is there noone to offer thi poor boy another chance at a decent life? Please????

Flippin' eck!! My OH moans about the beef here enough as it is, let alone serve him up scraps! Unless it disintegrates on your tongue then its "TOUGH" and boy does he bang-on about it! I have suggested I buy it pre-digested in future, then he won't have to make too much effort. Grrrrr

Thats what I like - a really happy ending to such a sad story!! Thankyou!!

Even though she has been through a terrible ordeal, just look at her little face!! Let's try to start a new chapter for her - can anyone help?????

This is wonderful - I m so happy for the poor little mother that she can be with her son for while longer o they can both recover from a terrible ordeal. I'd like to get my hands on some of these cruel people........................

Another sad tale................ How can people be so cruel?

Fingers crossed for the poor wee chap!! xxx

and most of 'em will be heading to Disneyland - A V O I D !!!!! I used to live not far out of London within that lovely car park the M25, yet I have never experienced anything like the hell on earth that was on that peripherique last wednesday afternoon, not in 30 years of driving on my old home turf. I shall stick with contending with tractors & combines from now on merci beaucoup!!

Last wednesday I was taking my daughter to Disneyland from here - as the crow flies it looked soooooooooooo simple, google maps reckoned 2 1/2 hours so off we went. O M G - never ever ever again will I go anywhere near Paris by car!!!! It took 4 1/2 hours largely thanks to the diabolical traffic on the Peripherique which made uk traffic look reasonable by comparison, plus the total lack of any indication of Disney road sineage anywhere.............arghhhhhhh. We ended up in Bobigny where a charmant turkish family googled us directions and then led us back to the correct road again, but it was an absolute nightmare of a journey. Next time any of my guests wants to go anywhere remotely near Paris then I am putting them on a train!!!!!

Now what we need is a lovely home & family for this little lady. Can anyone help????