Eddy fancied something nice to munch
So booked a table for Sunday lunch
He expected a roast but dear me no
The menu was all French he saw with woe

Eddy fancied something nice to munch
So booked a table for Sunday lunch

I saw Cassandra was online last night,  but it doesn't look like he posted anything.
Let's hope he's well again. 

Quote from: Scrumpy on <strong>Today</strong> at 07:04:05 PMJust donate 25pounds.. donate 15pounds a month.. Donate just 30pounds... Please donate 10pounds..
And on and on it goes...

I agree with you 100%,  Scrumps.

Charities used to be grateful for any donation, no matter how small,  but now they state the amount they want  us to give, too.
I think its a ruddy cheek, and is more likely to put people off giving.   I certainly does me, anyway.

A lot of them are also not content with a given amount either,  they try and push you into a direct debit to keep on paying too.

A good friend of mine let one big charity talk her into giving by D/D,  but she came unstuck,  because once they've got you,  they then start bothering you each month to increase your payment.
My friend increased hers once,  but then they kept on at her even more,  so she cancelled it altogether.
It's their own greedy fault if people won't do it anymore.

Just donate 25pounds.. donate 15pounds a month.. Donate just 30pounds... Please donate 10pounds..
And on and on it goes...

Quote from: klondike on <strong>Today</strong> at 03:57:52 PMMaud looked out of her window at the dark grey mist
As she sat composing her Christmas List
Some booze for Jim, and a book for Lil
No idea what to get for Jill
Glen's dead easy as he's always drunk

Halloween's gone so has Bonfire Night

I reckon you might be, as well, Klondy.   

We had already finished the first one,  and gone on to the last line of the next one too.   



Today at 04:40:49 PM
The big bonfire night down the park
All kicked off after dark
Rockets.. bangers.. all lit up the sky
The flames were reaching the feet of the guy
Oh how all the dogs  did bark.

Maud looked out of her window at the dark grey mist
As she sat composing her Christmas List
Some booze for Jim, and a book for Lil
No idea what to get for Jill
Glen's dead easy as he's always drunk

Halloween's gone so has Bonfire Night

Fog just about cleared here, I'm having a DG day.  My friend from across the road is coming for coffee as her hubby is away....she's fond of DG days too 

The big bonfire night down the park
All kicked off after dark
Rockets.. bangers.. all lit up the sky
The flames were reaching the feet of the guy

I have done my walk.. mist has cleared .. sunshine..