In my fridge is a bottle of nettle wine. I have never drank it yet as it already feels as though I have an whole nettle bush up my bot??? So I do not think it would do me any good at all?
Trouble is with specialists. You have to wait 8 weeks to see one and then they ask why it has taken you so long to come and see them????
No work today and 6 hours felt like 12. I must stop looking at my watch (actually it's broken but it tells the correct time twice a day)
Our lady vocalist has caught a throat bug and has now got a gravelly voice. I told her she could still sing some Louis Armstrong numbers!!! but she wasn't impressed.
It would seem some shoddy workmanship has taken place. A grave dug many years ago was purchased for three. However when they opened up to re inter, they found they could only get one more coffin in???
That is an interesting job being a grave digger and especially on re openers. You literally have to dig down until you reach the coffin lid. I remember a story that my Dad told me about his Dad. they both went to reopen a grave in the cemetery. The first coffin had been down for many years. they just got to the lid when my Grandads foot went through? It made a horrible squelch and apparently my Grandad shot out of the grave...nice!!!!
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