Sunday, 16 July 2017

New skills!

You are never too old to learn new skills!
(Well unless you are the Madwoman who continues
to demonstrate her ineptness at almost everything)
It has taken just over a year, but Archie has finally mastered
getting into the Cosy Cave bed without assistance ...

Sunday, 9 July 2017


If you looked in this week
expecting the tale of The Frog Prince,
forget it.
It is too hot and he is staying in his pond.
Unfortunately that gave the Madwoman ideas. Again.
Without even stopping to consult us, she plonked Angel in a cool bath,
just because she looked a bit on the warm side.
Now look at her fur!
Can't do a thing with it.
Winter can't come soon enough as far as we are concerned.

Saturday, 1 July 2017

Peas in our lifetime

Everybody loves a bedtime story, so this week we thought
we would entertain you with that timeless classic,
"The Princess and the Pea"
Are you sitting comfortably?
Then we will begin ...
Once upon a time there was a Princess.
Someone thought they would check that she was indeed a Princess by
putting a pea in her bed.
But someone stole the pea...
... and then concealed the crime by eating
the evidence.
Which was a  good thing, because whether you are a Princess
or not, it is never a good idea to
have a pee in the bed.

Next week we shall be retelling The Frog Prince.
Bet you can't wait! 

Sunday, 18 June 2017

Walking on the wildside

We spotted this froggy in our pond,
enjoying the gentle sploshing of water from the solar powered lilypad.
And then the pigeons moved in,
sunbathing on the patio.
They didn't hang around long when Archie woke up ...

Friday, 9 June 2017


Our Madwoman says that recently we have become
Lazy Bloggers.
At least we think that's what she said.
We would like to point out that after a long cold winter
we have got a lot of sunbathing to catch up on.

Monday, 29 May 2017

Salve! (again)

The Madwoman decreed that it was cool enough for us to venture outside for a walk today, so venture we did, up at the Open Air Museum.
Not only did we do venturing, we did mingling too, as the Romans had moved in for the weekend and were busy rising and shining (unlike the sun).
While the Madwoman checked out some egg tempera artwork
we admired a neighbouring tent with some hand loom-woven bags
that would have been perfect for storing wippitt snacks in,
then checked out some toy wooden mice (we prefer ours made of fleece and squeaky)
at the wood-butcher (that's what it said on the sign),
and THEN we found the wippitt snacks in the shape of
bunnies and piggy lugs (still attached to the pig).
As they made us feel a bit peckish and the Roman in charge
didn't offer to share them with us 
we dragged the Madwoman off home to give us some elevenses.
In many ways (mainly foody) the 21st century is an improvement on the 1st ...     

Sunday, 7 May 2017

A Christmas shopping spree

We are helping our Madwoman to tidy up today after
a marathon stint of helping* her make little papier mache and
needlefelt houndies which are now up for sale to raise funds
It's a great cause - do nip over and look at some of the great items -
its a great opportunity to bag a bargain.
And get your Xmas shopping done early ...

Here's the link to the auction:

* in case you were wondering, we help her
by keeping well out of her way ...

Saturday, 29 April 2017

Something in the air

Angel has been on pillow-warming duties.
 Our Madwoman says that she would much rather find a wippitt
on her pillow than a chocolate.
So maybe we shouldn't tell her about the farting ...

Monday, 24 April 2017

Seating arrangements

One thing we have noted about humans is their amazing capacity for optimism.
Take this settee, for example.
It is described as a 'two seater' - when as you can plainly see,
it barely accommodates a single wippitt.

Saturday, 1 April 2017

Peas and poos

Actually we are pretty sure that in the event
of the vegetation making a bid for world domination,
the eventual winners won't be triffids but peas.
They are invincible.
We know this because
when we eat peas
they come out looking exactly the same as when they went in. 
Another pea on its way ...
Beware the pea!
Run away! Run away!