Whilst I’m writing something a little more substantial, here is a round up of my weekend, my favourite posts, odd happenings, things to cheer me up on a Monday.

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Best text message of the weekend…

“Hi I won pumpkin comp! 35lb! 1st woman to win!”

– from my mother after beating my dad at pumpkin growing for the first time. This will never top the fact my father once ended up on ‘Page 3’ of the UK Sun newspaper (a horrible tabloid) next to the topless lady with the headline “Hopper’s Whopper” (our surname is Hopper) after stuffing his pumpkin full of lead piping and getting caught.

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Most random happening

Whilst taking photos of the River Clyde in Glasgow, I was passed by one of the city’s many riverside ‘derelicts’. Now i’m used to getting abuse when i’m out with my camera, but I was surprised when she calmly walked down to the waters edge, took out a chicken, held it up in the air and started to swing it round her head.

Voodoo on the banks of the Clyde. A long way from Haiti.

I didn’t go near. Although im sure her curse would have worked better if the chicken wasn’t 1) dead already and 2) not still in the packaging from Tesco’s where she had bought it.

Here she is about to get her chicken out of the bag…swing it round her head and i’ve just been told, dump it in the Clyde. The salmon will be getting a feast….

Here is a recipe she could have used instead…

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Brit Bloggers

Btw I’ve joined Brit Bloggers – all you British bloggers out there, get your asses in gear and head over. Thanks to Nutty Cow and Crazy Brit Heaven for pointing this out.

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My favourite recent posts

Willy chat in Cocktober by Sanity Optional…

Real Real Real life from an anonymous poster over at Um Now what?. What would you do?

How disgusting Rach is to her husband in Dirty Divorce

A love letter to rain by the best named blogger in the business – Catspuke

Sassy K – the shih-tzu agony aunt with an attitude problem by Slynnro

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And finally

I just booked a 6 month anniversary night away for next month. How sweet are we?

Off to the Poppies Hotel in Callander. Tartan tat land, but oh so beautiful.

Who needs Paris?

See you later in the week.

Mwah

Kx