Sunday, 8 January 2017

Out to lunch.

A pretty usual occurrence you must be thinking, and you would be right.   We were both out on Friday (me with friend W and the farmer at the Auction Mart); but today is a lovely, sunny day and we thought we would just drive to Hawes, only fifteen miles, where friends keep a restaurant - The Pantry - and have a good roast dinner.   We have both been a bit low as the farmer has health issues, so we decided it would do us good.

Tomorrow the car goes in (to Northallerton, twenty three miles away) for its annual service.  As I write this the farmer is giving it a good clean inside and out.   He has to have an X Ray in the hospital in Northallerton, so while he is there he will do both jobs.   I am going with him for company, hence the washing is merrily whirling around in the machine as I write.

It amused me no end that people were shocked that I could use the word 'ass' or 'arse' - a good old English word I might add, which has gone out of favour as polite - probably in Victorian times I would guess, when people even put frills around piano legs.   In any case, I was merely giving you the name of a blog to visit - Gwil's alternative blog is called 'zen my ass' and his post yesterday about UFO's was certainly interesting and is well worth a visit.
 
Sorry if yesterday's post was a bit on the gloomy side (Tom told me to lighten up ) but I must admit that I did feel a bit gloomy.   The feeling has largely gone this morning - with this sunshine in January how could it stay.   I just popped into the sitting room to look out of the window to see if my Winter hellebores (Christmas roses) were out - no such luck.   That would have just been the icing on the cake.

 

23 comments:

Penhill said...

I trust you will not be visiting a certain bookshop on your visit to Hawes.

Andrew said...

Ever interesting are words. Arse in Australia is probably seen as a mild swear word, whereas ass is not. A big grin just lit up my face as I recall, 'move your bloomin' arse'. I guess I don't have to tell you anything about that quote.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Washing laundry on a Sunday? Tut-tut-tut Mrs Weaver! What would your mother have thought? But don't worry, I shan't inform the vicar.

Heather said...

Best wishes to the farmer for a good outcome from his hospital visit. Enjoy your lunch out - always a nice treat, and say rude words if you feel like it! I must look for my hellebores when the ground is not quite so soggy. I don't fancy ending up in the mud on my 'that word!'

Tom Stephenson said...

I was only joking Weave! Just getting my own back. I used to like it when peole like uncles would call someone a 'silly arse'.

Derek Faulkner said...

Perhaps your blog name should be "The Weaver of Arse".
Don't understand what all the fuss is about, some blogs regularly use the F and C words to impress their readers.

The Broad said...

Funny old month is January -- sometimes it's uplifting as the days grow noticeably longer and other times gloomy and downcast as two months of winter loom ahead. Here's hoping the roses appear soon amidst some sunshine!

Joanne Noragon said...

Sunshine and visiting away are great spirit lifters. Especially when the sun shines on the snow.

coffeeontheporchwithme said...

We have sunshine as well this morning. I do hope it lasts for a while. Have a nice lunch and visit with your friend. -Jenn

Countryside Tales said...

Hope the roast was good. Weather's gloomy here today so a warm lunch sounds just the ticket!

Librarian said...

Hopefully, the Farmer's health issues can be solved or at least kept in check in a manner that allows him to be without pain and you without too much worrying.

It's been sunny here on Friday, but not the rest of the weekend. Quite a lot of snow last night and today, which is a bit worrying for O.K. who is now on his way home (150 km, roughly 1 1/2 hours).

Frances said...

Wishing you and the Farmer a good Monday, with a delicious lunch and good reports on automobile and Farmer.

As others have said, January is a funny old month, but it's February that gets to me...glad it's a short month.

Aren't hellebores lovely! xo

The Weaver of Grass said...

Penhill - what a fuss about 'that' book shop wasn't there?. There was a letter in the Times yesterday praising it!
Delicious lunch - roast beef, yorkshire pudding, red cabbage, carrots, creamed leeks, - roast abd mashed potatoes - followed by apple pie and custard. Mmm. No more to eat today

JoAnn ( Scene Through My Eyes) said...

Sunshine always cheers a day - no matter the temperature - though I would be completely ok with a bit warmer weather.

angryparsnip said...

I am happy that the sun has cheered you up today.
Good Luck with the X-ray and car service.

cheers, parsnip

Virginia said...

SO glad the sun has helped weaver! Our New Zealand newspaper is a full of pictures of an icy Europe, and stories of poor migrants, and others, killed in its grip. Those poor people from Northern Africa must be shocked by such a change in temperature.

I hope The farmer's X-ray proves useful.

Rachel said...

What media is feeding these stories to New Zealand? It is 10 degrees C n London tonight and everybody looks very much alive notwithstanding an underground strike.

Derek Faulkner said...

But the rest of Europe, Poland, Germany and even Turkey are suffering sub-zero temps and very deep snow, unless of course the BBC News had been sprinkling snow before they showed the pictures tonight. Hope you've got your thermal underwear with you.

Hildred said...

Your lunch sounds quite lovely, - as noted in a comment above!! I seem to be housebound with snow and ice making it difficult to even get out and shop. And children who have a fit if it's not safe underfoot, in case Mum falls! However, we did have the Archbishop at our church service this morning and fed him a lovely soup, buns, applecake and various other goodies, to see him on his way....

thelma said...

Well hope everything went alright and that you enjoyed your meal. Went and looked at the UFO, well maybe it was, just looked like an amorphous blob to me, though spitting out gases might prove something. I want aliens walking on Earth to really believe ;)

Acornmoon said...

Greetings to you, your last post made me chuckle. Enjoy your lunch x

Granny Sue said...

The everyday life can seem like nothing to write about, and yet it is the everyday that brings comfort, the assurance that all is right in at least one corner of the world. I have wanted lenten roses for a long time, Maybe this year I will finally plant some. I hope the farmer is feeeling better soon.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks everyone for your comments and interest in the Farmer's health. The service of the car and the X ray went well and we were home again for lunch time. We had a lazy afternoon doing pretty much nothing but lazing in front of the fire.