tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post7422444658314123889..comments2023-11-03T12:31:51.669+00:00Comments on Country Lite: The F WordMillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-72242709991548916422011-10-04T14:16:14.541+01:002011-10-04T14:16:14.541+01:00Milla, I suspect we may be related as I'm sure...Milla, I suspect we may be related as I'm sure we attend the same funerals. Wonderfully descriptive and a sheer delight. Otherwise, not bad!Jake Bartonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15359578310500560311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-23047670891860090422011-05-25T14:57:39.704+01:002011-05-25T14:57:39.704+01:00I love you. SOOOO much. That's all. xxxxxxxx...I love you. SOOOO much. That's all. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxExmoorjanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09230395732150659356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-51987635825281712762011-05-17T12:24:31.312+01:002011-05-17T12:24:31.312+01:00Gosh - two blogs for the price of one. A calming...Gosh - two blogs for the price of one. A calming moment - to share your stress and distress all at the same time. sad though that T14 didn't win. I thought we were coming to that. Still it's nice to know that <br />'...when you go to a funeral, <br />sooner or l'<br />ater those you love will do the same for you'. <br /><br />As the great Tom Lehrer sang and played, not Schubert, but songs of his own making, this being 'For we'll all go together when we go.'<br /><br /> I wonder if he meant Norfolk?Fenniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377814681496294457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-69808356387306247262011-05-12T14:40:41.458+01:002011-05-12T14:40:41.458+01:00You see - I'm not the only one Mrs... Harrumph...You see - I'm not the only one Mrs... Harrumph! I've told her about writing the ruddy book 'til I'm blue in the face! <br /><br />Fabulous, as always. <br />xx<br /><br />PS - Couldn't see what was wrong <br />with pink glittery eyeshadow btw ;)Bluestocking Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01502764742097142372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-9836877548858482292011-05-10T19:16:05.937+01:002011-05-10T19:16:05.937+01:00Thanks for the re-tweet young PM. But I'm gett...Thanks for the re-tweet young PM. But I'm getting excitable now and rather hoping that that's a Gurt Lush, not a mere lush. Little J would agree.<br />Ta Janey. The best funerals always have the brute trapped in the box at the centre of them, apparently she was the worst of the lot. I feel strangely cheated.<br />Hi Rachel, "learnt to look unmortified" you say. Too little too late. Could explain where I've been going wrong. Mistress of the nasty hiss, me.<br />Howdy Posie, yes, the computer. Fear am becoming an old bag. My incompetent crashing away at it seems to be seeping into every post.<br />Oi, Edward. You think I don't know. My mistake. Ob-viously.Millahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-70276546949458417162011-05-10T19:11:37.463+01:002011-05-10T19:11:37.463+01:00thank you, cyber chums. You are lovely people all....thank you, cyber chums. You are lovely people all.<br />Ledge, cor, God forbid you'd contemplate flying over fuss-arsing around on the internet. Just don't. <br />Sea blue sky - she's yours, all yours.<br />Chris, ahem, fidget. Er, let's talk about yours. Whaddyamean you've already written one? Whaddyamean TWO! Show-off.<br />Expat, steal away. I think I nicked it from Dickens. There was definitely an unplaced illness in a room once. Downgraded to a teabag. That's the C21for you.<br />Fred, blessikins. Teabags. Cringing now. Am a coffee lover, tea loather so the niceties are oft forgot. Is she a Leaves Lady. I must ask.Millahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-25748505471184238482011-05-10T19:11:27.973+01:002011-05-10T19:11:27.973+01:00Fabulous, as always. Bits of the funeral scene we...Fabulous, as always. Bits of the funeral scene were more like poetry than anything, and Granny's mistaking the funeral for a wedding most amusing. The boys are still saying "You seem to have forgotten Sophie!" I sense another family catchphrase coming into being.Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06548801150312804111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-59110679614554674782011-05-10T16:26:22.938+01:002011-05-10T16:26:22.938+01:00Milla, that had me in knots and could so relate to...Milla, that had me in knots and could so relate to some of the household conversations and frustrations esp with the berludy computer.<br />You capture it all so well...yes please ...a book!!Posiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12844732200803572416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-40340763541702984082011-05-10T13:53:11.329+01:002011-05-10T13:53:11.329+01:00A great post; every family should have ancestral r...A great post; every family should have ancestral remarks to utter, set to Embarrassment pitch. My mother was mistress of the stage whisper, and we learned at a very young age to look unmortified.rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00474723200653576051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-83725485109356047372011-05-10T10:07:36.002+01:002011-05-10T10:07:36.002+01:00It's a novel....FFS, it just needs another 80K...It's a novel....FFS, it just needs another 80K words... simples. <br />Just LOVED the bit about it being the perfect starter funeral. Choice as always, m'dear.Exmoorjanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09230395732150659356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-43451438859908413962011-05-10T09:56:36.447+01:002011-05-10T09:56:36.447+01:00Great read Milla and as ever I am in awe of your p...Great read Milla and as ever I am in awe of your prose. I loved "My mother put her smart coat on and a fruit cake in the boot of the Jag." Perfect - and the tea one and "tight-lipped in ancestral pews and pass poisonous judgement". Lush (as my nine-year-old would say.)Maggie Christiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16047691937064748860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-26427427215831477352011-05-09T23:10:07.521+01:002011-05-09T23:10:07.521+01:00I too like tea which has been told there is a bag ...I too like tea which has been told there is a bag in the room. Being forgetful and married to someone tight (but lovely) I achieve it by reusing the same bag until the sheen on it begins to look a little too like mould. Loved this Milla, thank you for enlivening my Monday.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-64934141435649795852011-05-09T20:52:36.338+01:002011-05-09T20:52:36.338+01:00Some things in life just can't be explained an...Some things in life just can't be explained and top of the list is 'How in God's name does Milla not have a publishing contract?'<br /><br />Quite, quite brilliant, as always.<br /><br />However, slightly concerned that Milla-Mater uses teabags.....Fredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16269828653196889218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-68168484799231324702011-05-09T20:15:37.535+01:002011-05-09T20:15:37.535+01:00"My mother likes tea where the water has been..."My mother likes tea where the water has been told that there’s a bag in the room" - Ha! Best phrase ever. I am going to Tweet it and then figure out how to work it into my next conversation with someone!Expat mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17798190669591053390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-20640614632796428962011-05-09T19:49:56.640+01:002011-05-09T19:49:56.640+01:00Milla, where is your novel? Please?Milla, where is your novel? Please?Chris Stovellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03741359642268813093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-46952571972399083672011-05-09T19:35:00.019+01:002011-05-09T19:35:00.019+01:00Very enjoyable - as always, I love the interaction...Very enjoyable - as always, I love the interaction with dog! Lesleysea-blue-sky & abstractshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08913189132688639617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-52959079380750391472011-05-09T17:22:06.476+01:002011-05-09T17:22:06.476+01:00Just off to catch my flight back to the UK. I'...Just off to catch my flight back to the UK. I'm glad I got to read this before I went. I'd have hated to miss this.Wally Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05992375461165449990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-38619447365443968472011-05-09T16:30:24.395+01:002011-05-09T16:30:24.395+01:00argh, stupid blogger didn't let me leave mysel...argh, stupid blogger didn't let me leave myself a comment. And I hadn't even sworn.<br />So I was thanking the 2 Fs, muchly.<br />And saying how wise and kind Babs is.<br />And ruing being an Aunt myself to Shiny, for clearly the only way is down, especially if someone else can press the buttons for you.<br />Thanks very much for comments!Millahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-62180595831750654922011-05-09T16:20:23.525+01:002011-05-09T16:20:23.525+01:00Ah, those family dos. We had a Great Aunt who gave...Ah, those family dos. We had a Great Aunt who gave the family grandfather clock to her daughter instead of my uncle creating a family ruction of momentous proportion and earning her the name Evil Aunt Nan forever more. She didn't have a hope really, being the daughter of my great grandmother, who ignored her brother in a fit of snobbery... because he was the lift man in the big department store in Johannesburg (elevator man? Whatever the right term is - he was the guy who pressed the buttons for you, back in the day when, well, people were incapable of pushing them themselves apparently.)<br /><br />See? Family. Got to love them. Fabulous story telling, thank you x<br /><br />Good grief, my word veri is 'presser'.Shinyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12234590854365971551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-68748302713399328952011-05-09T15:58:03.873+01:002011-05-09T15:58:03.873+01:00I really enjoyed reading this - some laugh out lou...I really enjoyed reading this - some laugh out loud moments -I shall become a follower whatever that means!Dump Him Lovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04880635931254740896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-31155342855043952532011-05-09T13:34:30.422+01:002011-05-09T13:34:30.422+01:00Milla, your excellent writing and obervational ski...Milla, your excellent writing and obervational skills have allowed us to tag along to these f-amily outings without actually having to attend either.<br /><br />Thank you!<br /><br />Naturally, as I was reading, my own mind began to wander down various memory lanes to places I had actually visited. Some of these journeys are beginning to seem more amusing as time goes by.<br /><br />xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-66989560392182070712011-05-09T13:08:30.357+01:002011-05-09T13:08:30.357+01:00Great read Milla - really cheered up a wet Monday....Great read Milla - really cheered up a wet Monday. Ta!mountainearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977393968796316843noreply@blogger.com