One for the Francophones really.
Today is the equivalent of pancake day in France.
I was writing to the Laydee of the house using this modern day electronic wizardry earlier and she informed me that she would send a photo of some crepes, as today is indeed the day.
When I left for warmer climes our chickens were laying very well indeed, three or four a day. With there being only her at home I asked a light hearted question as to whether she would have enough eggs.
She told me she had perhaps six in the kitchen with another one or two in the coop.
Somewhat surprised I asked if the chickens were laying.
To which she replied, no no, they’re very happy, not one of them has tried to commit suicide.
Who knew the difference between an “e” and an “o” could be so drastic.
I then told her to arrange to book the dogs into a caterpiller overnight, instead of a kennel. Was one of those days.