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I have just returned from me little wooden house in France after a wonderful little holiday.

Me Parisian neighbour was there in her house all on her own and she flew out to me and was delighted to see me! She took me into her house and gave me wine and a bit of bread.

We had a grand owl chat and I found her much more open and friendly than when her boyfriend is with her. She told me she was a bit sad and lonely without her bloke and I saw her in a new light, she was so attractive with her lovely blonde hair and her beautiful blue eyes "the ejit will be over soon" I said to her, and she smiled a lovely smile (very like Jack Nicholson in Batman)

I left her and continued cutting me grass and seeing to me trees and me bushes. Then as I was pruning me crocus, I saw a lovely red butterfly on a rock and I caught him!

I went straight round to me neighbour and said "I have a present for ya missus" I opened me hands to reveal the butterfly, she was absolutely overjoyed and took the butterfly in her hands and started  whispering to it! she then went outside and released him into the air. She said it was the most wonderful present she ever had! "I must give you a special gift too" she said to me!

When we woke up the next morning, I asked her why she was whispering to him before she let him go, she said it is good luck to whisper a wish to the butterfly in your hand before you let him go. Just then, I had this feeling of de ja vendu!

When I was a lad back in county Kildare, I gave Bridget Connolly a lovely orange winged butterfly for her birthday, and she did that very same thing! She whispered to the butterfly her wish, and then let him fly away in to the sky above Kildare. I asked her at the time what she was whispering to the butterfly for? She said "you tell him your secrets and he will never tell anyone as he cannot speak"  It was all very quare as she was blonde and blue eyed and was one of me first loves.

It's very like dreaming about trees! 

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 "I must give you a special gift too" she said to me!

When we woke up the next morning...Just then, I had this feeling of de ja vendu!

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Mr Nix,

Of course you had that feeling, you have been there so many times before and paid a heavy price for it. [:P]

You'll be glad to know OH has saved from Death by Drowning in the Water Butt, 3 beetles, two butterflys, one mouse and something I suspect was a snail but he hid it from me (all this week).  Unfortunately I, eerm, disabled a mouse, but his suffering was short, as Crusher the Cat came and, well crushed him. [:(]

Country living is so good - I feel a verse of Lord of the Dance Settee coming on.[:)]

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How's she cuttin, Mrs Tresco? Are you behaving yerself?

I am pleased to hear of the survival of the beetles (I love let it be) did he make a wish before letting the butterflies go? What did you do to the mouse? I feel for his family, they are the ones that will be suffering now after the cat incident.

I do love the tranquility and the open air life in France! I return to Upper Beagle full of vim and vigour.

I do love an owl song too!  Lord Of The Dance Settee is me favourite hymn of all time.

Poor Phillomena has passed away while I was gone, she was loved by many! and she had the kids to prove it.

Keep your fish swimming!

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Hi Nix

My OH did come in babbling about the butterflies he saved, but I'm afraid I ignored him, the meteo lady who always has a complex multiple pleated skirt was on the TV, and I'm afraid I was more intrigued by todays skirt (that's an example of me not behaving myself ).[6]

I'm so very sorry to hear about Philomena. [:(] Who/what was she again?[6]

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It must be terrible to be afflicted the way you are with counting pleats on French women's skirts like that, Mrs Tresco! I heard on Nostalgie, that this is a rapidly spreading condition in France. God help those that are suffering with it.

Phillomena was me favourite Guinea Pig, I really miss her lots! I was looking at a video of her tonight when she gave birth to Michael, Jim, Paul, Stella, Kerry, Matthew, Pete, Lewis and Valerie on me new Pocket sprung bed I bought from John Lewis on HP. I have not finished paying for it yet, but it is interest free. I got a bit teary eyed and emotional and ended up having to call Mrs Gupta for comfort.

I feel a bit better now after 2 mugs of Ovaltine and a bit of brack.

Phillomena loved Ronny Drew singing "The Rare Old Mountain Dew" We saw him in Dingle Bay at the Jolly Hen bar, and had our pictures took with him. They got on so well that he wrote a song about her called "I will Never Have Me Phillomena" No other Guinea Pig will ever replace her.

 

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It would have been lovely to bump into Mr Smith on the boat, I wonder how many of us on here have been on the boat together and not even knew? The fist time I ever went on a boat was in the 70's from Dun Leary to Holyhead with me Mammy, Aunty Etty and cousin Tommy.  The boat was full and poor Tommy was asleep on the floor in Front of me, it was so rough in the sea that I got sick all over poor Tommy and his new duffle coat from Dunne's Stores in Dublin. I was so ashamed and worried that poor Tommy would be upset about his coat, that I offered to let him get sick on me green imitation suede jacket with matching false fur lined hood on the return journey! Me Mammy put her little gold crucifix round me neck before getting on the boat coming home to stop me getting sick, and it worked! I have always worn me crucifix ever since and have never been sea sick again!

I would love to stay in France forever, Mrs Animal! It's me favourite place in the whole wild world! I am going back to Kildare on wednesday in time for Holy thursday. I am going to see me poor Aunty Etty that I have not seen since I was 23, It was only then that she realised I was a bloke!  She gave me a patent plastic hand bag for me 10th birthday and a pair of pink hotpants one Christmas and me Mammy made me model them for aunty Etty  "say they are just what you wanted or there will be wigs in the green" me Mammy told me.  So I put them on and showed me appreciation to Aunty Etty "arr  a wirra wirra" she said "you're the image of Nanna Mouskouri"  then  me Mammy said "would you not sing Try To Remember A Kind Of September for us"  I said "I have sore lips from kissing me aunty so much for getting me the lovely hotpants" but they offered me 2 iced carmels to sing the song, and I could not resist them, so I sang it! "has'nt she a grand little voice" said me aunty, "you should be on opportunity knocks" I hope she won't be wanting me to sing like Nana Mouskouri when I see her next week!

The big woman in the leopard printed leotard from Liseiuex was a lazerbeam, Mrs Animal! 

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