Sorry TWS! Britian, Wheelybugs, Stromness Dragons, lurking piles and Harvest 91热爆s
Posted: Wednesday, 21 November 2007 |
I love Britain! But I'll get back to that in a minute. First: Sorry TWS - I didn't mean to make you think I'd been abducted by aliens! We are just in a "dull" season on the farm - not dull for us but dull for blogging! Also I'm still typing away at my book like like a madwoman!! Except this past week and a half because I've been TRYING to clean the house.
Ok, can *someone* help me solve this house cleaning mystery?? It seems that my "cleaning" entails shuffling the same pile around to different locations. I've thrown away or given away tons of stuff. I've had an entire room converted into a huge shelved closet. And yet...and all of my domestic glory I'm still being stalked by The Pile. Sure, I get a room clean but...The Pile is sitting there either in the hallway or in another room...waiting for me. Watching me. What gives?? This Domestically Impared person just cannae seem to figure it out. IT'S AFTER ME!
Here you see my nice tidy livingroom! Doesn't it look like an inviting place to plop down for a cup of badly made tea? (I'm still learning...)
AH! But as soon as you settle down on the sofa with that awful cup of tea guess what? There's The Pile lurking on the other side of the room...cue "Jaws" music now... (This week The Pile is residing in the livingroom.)
Back to why I love Britain: this isn't America vs. Britian, this is America and Britain. I'm telling ya! For a tiny little country you Brits sure have some amazing diversity in everything! Culture.. .Art... Music... Food... Language... Folklore... Scenery... I love it here! I am very happy to be an American and I love America but if I was going to have to live outside of my country my goodness...I'm glad it was Britain. I'll never be bored here! I can spend the rest of my happy life buzzing around Britain and I'll never run out of culture etc etc etc to experience. Even here in Orkney there is an endless variety of interesting people from all over the British Isles. Let's take the After-Church-Coffee-Tea-Time on Sunday: Irish, English, Canadians, Scots, a token American (me...) I know I had my "I'm bored" moments when I first moved to Orkney but no more!
Speaking of never bored!! Here's me modeling my latest wardrobe addition. Originally this cacophany of green and white was slated for an art smock but I loved it soooo much I've kept it as a jersey jacket thing. (Note Zeb who saw me put on the jacket and now he thinks we're going for a nice long car ride!! Poor Zeb. Also note: I'm modeling the jacket, not myself. I am not photogenic!)
Another thing that's left me puzzled (but in a good way!) is this: In America it was not uncommon for me to dislike a shop or a rest... resuraunt... restaraunt...oh for pity sake! ("Erlend...how do you spell...") that place where you pay to eat foodt Ok, so anyway in America there were really good places and really bad places. I don't find that here in Orkney or even "doon sooth" in Scotland. (Sorry but I haven't been anywhere else in Britain yet!) Here in Orkney and Scotland everywhere I go I am happy! The food is great, the company great, the shops full of all sorts of interesting things! Or really good yummy things (think along the lines of Shearers etc). This is a mystery to me because I've never been any place where I'm always walking away with a huge grin on my face! "Wow...that was great!" And the variety!! For a wee collection of islands you Brits are not too shabby when it comes to TPWYPTEFs and shops!
I was buzzing through one of my favorite British magazines but I can't tell you what it is because that'd be advertising. Anyway, we have the same mag in America and I love it - but the British version is ten times better! So as I was perusing through page after page of houses and gardens etc I found this kiddie toy called a "Wheelybug." Hmmmm! I've been informed by my miracle worker of a physio therapist that more then likely I'm going to have trouble with this ankle for the rest of my life (but she has still done wonders with it!) and I couldn't help but think... What about a Michelle Sized Wheelybug?!?!?! My goodness! I could scoot all around Orkney on this thing and get all manner of exercise, mobility, odd looks - all without having to put a painful amount of weight on my unhappy ankle!! It says that the Wheelybugs are available in two sizes. Would that be Child Size and Weird Adult Size?!?!?
Imagine the possibilities...
Stromness Dragon sent me an email! I sent one back. My email refuses to send emails 99.999% of the time. It's evil and probably posessed by demons. By any chance did you ever recieve the email reply?? Probably not. It's the demons, you see... I've started using my husband's email address... I had my own new email adress but as soon as I used it the computer locked down and we had to put it in the shop. Now that I'm using husbands email it's become diabolic as well. Does someone have an email voodoo doll on me?!?! I'll have to ask Anne at IBHQ if she can change it on my IB file because at least it works 75% of the time!
We made it to the Harvest 91热爆 in Harry and I had a wonderful time! This time I could actually get out there on the dance floor and attempt to dance around! (I couldn't walk for a week afterwards but that's why I want a Wheelybug!) Oooo I had the time of my life and I just love how Orcadians love to party! I'm still not sure how one is supposed to eat cold slices of meat (fork? fingers??) but that's ok - I managed to avoid dropping any down my dress. Here's my Viking Cotehardie style dress I wore to the Harvest 91热爆 (I love excuses to dress up! I didn't wear the bonnet though.)
Well, Erlend is circling like a shark because he needs the computer to do...CATTLE RECORDS! (Doesn't that sound exciting? If ya'll don't behave I'll come and blog about cattle records!!!)
Have a grand night! Or day! Or whichever!
Cheerio from your neighborhood fake Orcadian
Ok, can *someone* help me solve this house cleaning mystery?? It seems that my "cleaning" entails shuffling the same pile around to different locations. I've thrown away or given away tons of stuff. I've had an entire room converted into a huge shelved closet. And yet...and all of my domestic glory I'm still being stalked by The Pile. Sure, I get a room clean but...The Pile is sitting there either in the hallway or in another room...waiting for me. Watching me. What gives?? This Domestically Impared person just cannae seem to figure it out. IT'S AFTER ME!
Here you see my nice tidy livingroom! Doesn't it look like an inviting place to plop down for a cup of badly made tea? (I'm still learning...)
AH! But as soon as you settle down on the sofa with that awful cup of tea guess what? There's The Pile lurking on the other side of the room...cue "Jaws" music now... (This week The Pile is residing in the livingroom.)
Back to why I love Britain: this isn't America vs. Britian, this is America and Britain. I'm telling ya! For a tiny little country you Brits sure have some amazing diversity in everything! Culture.. .Art... Music... Food... Language... Folklore... Scenery... I love it here! I am very happy to be an American and I love America but if I was going to have to live outside of my country my goodness...I'm glad it was Britain. I'll never be bored here! I can spend the rest of my happy life buzzing around Britain and I'll never run out of culture etc etc etc to experience. Even here in Orkney there is an endless variety of interesting people from all over the British Isles. Let's take the After-Church-Coffee-Tea-Time on Sunday: Irish, English, Canadians, Scots, a token American (me...) I know I had my "I'm bored" moments when I first moved to Orkney but no more!
Speaking of never bored!! Here's me modeling my latest wardrobe addition. Originally this cacophany of green and white was slated for an art smock but I loved it soooo much I've kept it as a jersey jacket thing. (Note Zeb who saw me put on the jacket and now he thinks we're going for a nice long car ride!! Poor Zeb. Also note: I'm modeling the jacket, not myself. I am not photogenic!)
Another thing that's left me puzzled (but in a good way!) is this: In America it was not uncommon for me to dislike a shop or a rest... resuraunt... restaraunt...oh for pity sake! ("Erlend...how do you spell...") that place where you pay to eat foodt Ok, so anyway in America there were really good places and really bad places. I don't find that here in Orkney or even "doon sooth" in Scotland. (Sorry but I haven't been anywhere else in Britain yet!) Here in Orkney and Scotland everywhere I go I am happy! The food is great, the company great, the shops full of all sorts of interesting things! Or really good yummy things (think along the lines of Shearers etc). This is a mystery to me because I've never been any place where I'm always walking away with a huge grin on my face! "Wow...that was great!" And the variety!! For a wee collection of islands you Brits are not too shabby when it comes to TPWYPTEFs and shops!
I was buzzing through one of my favorite British magazines but I can't tell you what it is because that'd be advertising. Anyway, we have the same mag in America and I love it - but the British version is ten times better! So as I was perusing through page after page of houses and gardens etc I found this kiddie toy called a "Wheelybug." Hmmmm! I've been informed by my miracle worker of a physio therapist that more then likely I'm going to have trouble with this ankle for the rest of my life (but she has still done wonders with it!) and I couldn't help but think... What about a Michelle Sized Wheelybug?!?!?! My goodness! I could scoot all around Orkney on this thing and get all manner of exercise, mobility, odd looks - all without having to put a painful amount of weight on my unhappy ankle!! It says that the Wheelybugs are available in two sizes. Would that be Child Size and Weird Adult Size?!?!?
Imagine the possibilities...
Stromness Dragon sent me an email! I sent one back. My email refuses to send emails 99.999% of the time. It's evil and probably posessed by demons. By any chance did you ever recieve the email reply?? Probably not. It's the demons, you see... I've started using my husband's email address... I had my own new email adress but as soon as I used it the computer locked down and we had to put it in the shop. Now that I'm using husbands email it's become diabolic as well. Does someone have an email voodoo doll on me?!?! I'll have to ask Anne at IBHQ if she can change it on my IB file because at least it works 75% of the time!
We made it to the Harvest 91热爆 in Harry and I had a wonderful time! This time I could actually get out there on the dance floor and attempt to dance around! (I couldn't walk for a week afterwards but that's why I want a Wheelybug!) Oooo I had the time of my life and I just love how Orcadians love to party! I'm still not sure how one is supposed to eat cold slices of meat (fork? fingers??) but that's ok - I managed to avoid dropping any down my dress. Here's my Viking Cotehardie style dress I wore to the Harvest 91热爆 (I love excuses to dress up! I didn't wear the bonnet though.)
Well, Erlend is circling like a shark because he needs the computer to do...CATTLE RECORDS! (Doesn't that sound exciting? If ya'll don't behave I'll come and blog about cattle records!!!)
Have a grand night! Or day! Or whichever!
Cheerio from your neighborhood fake Orcadian
Comments
Nice to see you back blogging again, Moo, and such a happy blog too! Your living room looks very nice. As for the Pile, I'm sure that, being on a farm, you have lots of handy outbuildings that could accommodate it. Out of sight, out of mind!
Jill from EK
Funny how things happen for a reason?! I just received an email from a friend in Fife and its says ... 'A clean house is a sign of a wasted life'. It is meant to be a frig magnet. I like it!!! Hope you do as well! I bet all those things in the Pile are things you want, one day.
Plaid from given up serious cleaning
Nice to see you back Moo. Right, a bit too many cushions on the sofa, shift the pile as per Jill of EK advice, the jacket should NOT be worn outside, way too noisey Moo, and finally, you will have to ditch either the Dress, or the Trainers, whichever one you like, but please don't wear both at the same time on the streets of Orkney. Do remember what tongue-in-cheek means. Nice to read you, and see you again Moo.
Tws from The Fashion House
I have to wear this jacket out because I need to see if it causes people to fall over from vertigo! As for the trainers and the dress...uh...well, I totally agree with you mjc HAHAHA! But my ankle is not so thoughtful in regards to fashion. Sometimes I'm forced to wear the durn things with dresses. Tis ok! I'll wear the jacket to distract folk from the trainers... As for The Pile...if I put it outside the rats will tear it up! I don't mind rats - until they start chewing and the chew on everything! (And leave little gifts behind while they are at it!)
Michelle Therese from Inside the loud jacket
You are getting your initialisationism all confuddled Moo. It was me, Tws, that was giving you the, ever so helpful, fashion advice, and not mjc from NM. USA. ( who wouldn't know anything about fashion, curry at Thanksgiving? I ask you???) I am unreliabley informed that they taste just like chicken, but a bit stringier ( thank you FC) You will need a good supply of ear-plugs and sunglasses, to dish out to the poor peoples of Orkney, when they set their eyes on your colourful ( notice the "U" in colour?) attire. Or you could use IB to warn people that you are going to be out'n'about in your colourful dress sense, and that should get you some good Brownie points? Just some friendly, good humoured, ( notice the " U " in humour, the 2nd U, that is) and helpful advice,.
Tws from The IB House of Corrections
I agree, put the boxes in air tight containers in put it in one of your outhouses off the ground. As far as the trainers go, you might want to go black or all white (dependinging on the outfit) maybe something like hightops to support the ankle?
mrsfranklin from southern usa
Deliver item via post or left on the step with a note: Dear(insert name): Thank you so much for the loan of (insert item name). it made life so much easier, enjoyable, bearable etc. What a grand friend you are. Many thanks. Moo and Erlend. Works every time.
TiredFather from NoFussNoMuss
Wow...the idea of mixing that jacket with that Viking dress...it's enough to make me feel sea sick!!!! Sorry TWS and mjc - I didn't mean to get you twa mixed up!!
Michelle Therese from Holy cow...
good to hear from you Michelle, I have a room full of piles so I know the feeling, love the dress and bonet,
island threads from lewis
Fashion, TWS? I know zilch about the mode de chez vous or de chez nous for that matter. I'll let Moo be the fashionista: she clearly has a style all her own. # Good curry any time is a reason for giving thanks, TWS. Give me a break. At least our fans don't shout Vindaloo when the game gets hot (unlike soccer supporters of a western country I won't name)!! # Turkey is not bad, but I would take a good roasted capon any time over any gobbler. # Did you all read Calum's report of Donald's acquisition of two hard disks for a tenner? Only in the Western Isles!!
mjc from NM,USA
Hi Moo, no I am sorry to say I did not receive an email - mine have also been known to disappear into the ether. Try again, my friend....Only Connect!
Stromness Dragon from Cyberspace
Dear Stromness Dragon...I'm trying to find the email you sent me but the email is a bit locked down hahahaha! I swear someone has an email voodoo doll on me! I've failed in connecting with Hermit too!
Michelle Therese from Moo and Baaah!
what happened to your coffee table? the legs have rickets.... Your pile of bruck is not really that big - I used to have several rooms like that! now my house has almost no cupboards - just one in an upstairs room, which I intend to extend. or something like that. so no clutter allowed. its a hard life wi no clutter!
scallowawife from lookin at your pics
ps never get between a man and his cattle records....
scallowawife from ps
Holy moley! The coffee table sure does look funky in that photo! It doesn't look like that in real life as far as I know hahaha!
Michelle Therese from Oh...
The coffee table is fine. The table legs "refer" very artistically to cowboy legs (standing up, feet on the ground, Island Threads), after a long day losing cattle in the badlands of New Mexico. A cowboy coffee table - that's what it is, probably made in El Paso, ended in Orkney as flotsam (or is it jetsam?), and sold to Moo at antique prices.
mjc from NM,USA
I have never commented on a blog... please forgive my lack of etiquette in posing a question. I came upon your site while searching exhaustively for a men's Orkney coat -- I have had little success but now find myself enjoying reading about Orkney. My father-in-law tells me he once had a "Scottish Orkney coat" which he liked very much. I only know it was dressy enough to be worn as a suit coat, yet very warm (probably double-faced). I had to loan him a coat to wear to the city (SF) last week; I'd love to find him the special type he desires. I imagine it doesn't get nearly as cold here in the Bay Area as it does for Orcadians, but the fog and ocean breeze can make for a bit of a chill. I must say, while doing my search, I have quite a desire to visit Orkney. The comment above re: consistency of restaurants persuades me even more... meanwhile, if anyone has an idea where to find a warm, dress-style "Orkney coat", (or even precisely what one is) will you kindly fill me in? Pardon my butt-in and Best wishes
Melanie from San Francisco Bay Area
So...I traded my quiet cabin in the Alaskan woods for the howling winds of Orkney and life on a farm. 
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