Lady Magnon has replaced the easy-clean-oil-cloth on our dining room table. She has exchanged the previous jungle pattern for a more relaxing pale green with small white spots.
Those 'small spots' just happen to be the same size as my morning pill, and, like before, are very easily camouflaged.
Do YOU think she does it on purpose? She could easily have chosen black spots, or green triangles, or even plain navy, but no, she had to choose small, white, pill-sized, dots just to make my life more adventurous.
I'm thinking of running away to the circus.
This is the second tablecloth and the pill story in recent weeks. Are you losing your marbles as well as your pills?
ReplyDeleteExactly. Just as I was getting over the first episode, she does it again. This time even more surreptitiously.
DeleteBut you have to admit...pills apart....a very nice table oilcloth!!
ReplyDeleteIt is nice, I prefer it to the previous one.
DeleteWhen I was a child 70 years ago everyone had oil cloth on their tables. We never had the pattern selection that you have in the UK. We used to cover our text books with it in grade school. I hadn't thought about that until now. Also the dining room table would have silence cloth under the table cloth to keep the noise down when all the good silver was used to set the table. I now remember also placemats cut from oilcloth were used to protect the white linen cloth from stains. Your dots and pills problem made me take a walk down memory lane. Thanks, Cro. I enjoy your blogs.
ReplyDeleteSuch oil-cloths are very popular in France, where hardly a dining table is without one. Ours is for everyday use, and comes off when we have guests, etc, otherwise the nice Oak table top would suffer!
DeleteYou need a blue, red or green napkin, or such. At least the marmite remains a constant fixture
ReplyDeleteOr black pills!
DeleteI doubt that Lady Magnon would be as mischievous as that. From what you have said about her before, she seems to be a refined lady with impeccable tastes, matched only by her high standards.
ReplyDeleteYeah; whatever!
DeleteWell if you do don't think of tight rope or trapeze - you are too old for that malarky however much Marmite you have eaten.
ReplyDeleteLion tamer, I thought.
DeleteShe is checking your eyesight.
ReplyDeleteYou're probably right, she's always on about me taking an eye test.
DeleteWatch out for powdered glass in your drinks and food next !!!! 🤣 I like a bit of Marmite although I prefer Bovril if I had to choose between them. XXXX
ReplyDeleteI recently bought a jar of Bovril after about 50 years deprivation. I loved it. I wanted to buy another but my store didn't have any.
DeleteAh good one. Greetings!
ReplyDeleteMy life is nothing but adventure.
DeleteFiendish!
ReplyDeleteA good word for her!
DeleteIf you do run away, then consider taking that tablecloth with you.
ReplyDeleteIf you stay, then consider making a costume of you as a pill on the tablecloth. You'll be nearly invisable.
If I cut a hole in the middle, it would make a good poncho.
DeleteDye your pills red!
ReplyDeleteThat has crossed my mind.
DeleteYour own circus?
ReplyDeleteLady M's.
DeleteWhat will your job be with the circus? Clown? Cleaning up after the elephants? Lion tamer? All sorts of possibilities await you.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Official designer of tablecloths that don't look like pills. And juggler!
DeleteLady m sounds like a bit of a pill.
ReplyDeleteShe has a strange sense of humour.
DeleteAll in good fun.
ReplyDeleteSo she tells me!
DeleteYou'll have to make sure to put your pill right in the center of a four dot square, so it stands out.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds far too sensible.
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