Just a Quickie
An appetite boost brought on by big doses of steroids has put a little apple blush into Mac's cheeks. Yesterday he called for home-made fish pie and tonight polished off a wee plate of scampi and chips with a dash of white wine and tarragon sauce.
The drug downsides seem worth it for this illusion of normality, albeit that the Grand Old Duke of York remains omnipresent in the background.
Renewed energy took him round to Strawberry Corner where he applied his singular expertise in choosing the best six foot Nordman spruce they had on display.
After hours replacing the odd light bulb or two hundred, it was transformed with magical twinkling into the best Christmas trees in the world - ever ! That's inside - tomorrow the garden may well prove an unashamed rival to Blackpool illuminations. Did I hear" tacky ? "
Maybe Jeannie's wee fibre optic extravaganza will have a similar cheering effect on her. She's still struggling a bit just to breathe. Her cardiologist has asked to see her tomorrow or is it today already ? He just might be able to shine some light on the reason for this difficulty and relieve in time for some hearty, wheezeless carol singing .
By the way, there is now an email link on the personal profile page or click here macdoodle5@btinternet.com.
posted by Mags @ 12/13/2005 03:10:00 am
5 Comments:
You never do anything by halves - illuminations to rival Blackpool and white wine and tarragon sauce. What next? Looking forward to seeing that tree and having a dram basking in the garden light.
Much love to you both
P.S. and thanks for getting the plates!!!
I'm so glad to hear the appetite is back - that means I can cut down on the number of mince pies I've been eating on your behalf! (That's what I'm telling myself anyway!) The wee black number I've got hanging in the wardrobe might just get an airing this Christmas! Can I have my stilettoes back Dan, looks like I might need them after all?!
Love Susie x
Nae common fish suppers frae brattisanis fur yoo eh?
Jist whut wid yir hairy a***d shipmates think o'white wine n' tarrygin sauce!!
Fair winds and calm seas, matey.
Dunc MacD.
Just back from a training course, where I spoke to this Auzzie. He told me a story about this Scotsman who spent some time down under. Seems that Mrs Mac is not the only artist in this family.
At a picture gallery, somewhere in Oz. A couple of art buffs are looking puzzled by a painting. The gallery owner comes along to their aid. The painting is of three naked black men, but, the one in the middle has a pink penis. The gallery owner explains (at some length) the explanation of this painting. He said it represented the struggle of the black man trying to live in a white society and how they have to adapt. The puzzled couple then nodded their heads knowingly, now understanding the concept of the painting. Meanwhile, in the corner, a scotsman is shaking his head. He ventured over to the couple at the painting. Macfarlane advised the couple, "that guy was talking p**h". The couple scoff and ask, what would you know?. Macfarlane replies, I know because I painted it. The couple then ask what the painting represents. Macfarlane replies, it is a painting of 3 miners from Prestonpans. The couple ask the question, why the guy in the middle has a pink penis. To which Macfarlane replies. "Oh him, he went home for his lunch that day"
Alan
Re the above, one of the same miners got injured at Prestongrange and was rushed to Edinburgh Royal. When his wife arrived he was conscious but attached to tubes and had an oxygen mask on. He whispered to his wife " are my testicles black" - she had a quick look and said no - he asked again quite agitated "ARE MY TESTICLES BLACK" -she had another look and said NO. He was getting really excited and she took his oxygen mask off and he said "are my test results back"
Jimbo
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