tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post2313697776169250678..comments2024-02-11T16:39:15.862+00:00Comments on Celtic Thistle Stitches: Food, flags and foldingCeltic Thistlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07033484481693226138noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-36702660610832908682013-05-24T00:16:44.071+01:002013-05-24T00:16:44.071+01:00Oh god, our family is notorious for hanging onto t...Oh god, our family is notorious for hanging onto the 'cute' things my father's generation said, him in particular, probably because he was the baby by 9 years, so we still get 'ounced and inched' in our family, among a ton of other things o.OKaty Cameronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04374079358515448439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-21912942936220622013-05-23T23:12:16.470+01:002013-05-23T23:12:16.470+01:00I can understand not wanting to eat a moving lobst...I can understand not wanting to eat a moving lobster! And I Love your elephant! Janine @ Rainbow Harehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00506960048874406422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-58750637497416370412013-05-23T21:34:39.513+01:002013-05-23T21:34:39.513+01:00When we were children we used to go to stay in a c...When we were children we used to go to stay in a community in France each year..... you all queued up together to get your food each meal time, and when we were small ours and our parents food would be put on the same trays as we couldn't carry them.... the food was basic and not always great.... and apparently when we got to the table to eat and there was one nice and one ropey apple on the tray, I said "look at your mouldy apple". This has stuck as our family joke and motto, that whenever there is one good thing and one inferior thing, someone will say "look at your mouldy apple", and blame me for trying to take the good stuff!!!!!Second Chance Tanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13727515397663252014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-245678293855930352013-05-23T20:27:41.483+01:002013-05-23T20:27:41.483+01:00When I was small we used to go to my aunt & un...When I was small we used to go to my aunt & uncle's for Sunday lunch regularly and I was a big fan of the roast and would stand up in my high chair and shout 'more meaties'. Almost 40 years on I can hardly remember a meal eaten with my aunt, uncle or cousins without someone asking me if I want 'more meaties'!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09445794496318065595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-85615106602158107952013-05-23T19:56:46.050+01:002013-05-23T19:56:46.050+01:00Ha ha that towel is bonkers! I remember my eldest...Ha ha that towel is bonkers! I remember my eldest daughter at about 3 expressing surprise when her Dad stepped out of the shower - "Daddy has a sausage on his bottom!". I shan't be reminding her of that though ... Gertie Pyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01265339570096603049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652279121873384331.post-85527012985328357252013-05-23T19:34:42.759+01:002013-05-23T19:34:42.759+01:00Ooh, that towel is sheer class. Your poor son. I...Ooh, that towel is sheer class. Your poor son. In my family it's probably my brother getting really irate at the age of three on being told the name of his new baby sister because he thought her name was "Roof".Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10693903606189589310noreply@blogger.com