Splat, splat, splat they've gone all day, coating the external cob with lime render, smoothing (not too carefully, the base isn't MDF ) the splats so that the limewash will take.
And there may not be edelweiss, but there are marsh marigolds and wood anemones dangling at the waters edge. But I do have a cowbell hanging from a hook in the kitchen that gets shaken to call the workers in for refreshment.
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Hello, I saw your note on Scott's blog. I'm still blogging but haven't given the link to anyone yet (once bitten and all that...) but I am going to so if you send me your email address (clare at onesixsix.com) I'll let you know when I'm brave enough to let people have a read!
What about Border Leicesters? I ran into them in a crossword puzzle.
Your Tyrolean Flicker Gun is known here as a Spanish Splatter Box, but your Mini Switzerland is more of a Mini Austria. Lederhosen, cuckoo clocks and the Tyrol are not Swiss according to my Mann. He will grant that edelweiss and Mopsas are :)
Thanks Clare - good luck with whatever new venture gets off the ground.
Were Border Leicesters a something new for you WW? Fab Roman noses; couldn't be more different to the Badger Face.
Totty - what's a bit of geographic generalisation and cliché between friends? I like the Spanish Splatter Box - wonder if there are any other country specific names for this arcane piece of kit?
You'll miss them when they're gone.
Being a nosey person - i've tagged you - it would be interesting if you'd take it on.
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