tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post5947430164143025992..comments2024-03-10T19:57:59.285+00:00Comments on Nelly's Garden: Acme Boy Scout WhistleNellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-62017694701363439892013-04-05T23:10:39.217+01:002013-04-05T23:10:39.217+01:00I love grumpy ol sweethearts. It is what I aspire ...I love grumpy ol sweethearts. It is what I aspire to if I live to be really old. Right now I'm just grumpy.<br />Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-2998905637534429892013-03-25T03:17:53.299+00:002013-03-25T03:17:53.299+00:00My gentleman with the prune juice fetish, was a gr...My gentleman with the prune juice fetish, was a grumpy ol sweetheart and had the most interesting stories to tell. Brighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11299215170393879517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-64972854068942737902013-03-23T09:44:42.831+00:002013-03-23T09:44:42.831+00:00I don't think Pearlie sees it as 'stealing...I don't think Pearlie sees it as 'stealing'. She sees it as 'looking after' just in case there should come a worldwide shortage of teaspoons. When I finally had the chance to go through her hoard I found quite a collection of silver teaspoons that had previously belonged to me. No doubt that was what your ladies were doing. One day the boss would go in and announce, sad to say, there were no more teaspoons to be had for love nor money. And then the little voices would pipe up...<br /><br />The man with the prune juice - perhaps he was saving it up to make moonshine?Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-69052855213018672192013-03-23T00:54:58.873+00:002013-03-23T00:54:58.873+00:00A very neat whistle!
One of my many jobs in the p...A very neat whistle! <br />One of my many jobs in the past was activity director at a large retirement facility... there were several ladies that liked to pilfer spoons from the dinning room. Always tucked them between the mattresses. The most interesting was the gentleman who pilfered the prune juice...his little frig was jam packed with his booty. Brighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11299215170393879517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-76393399363644877232013-03-22T17:08:44.757+00:002013-03-22T17:08:44.757+00:00It would, wouldn't it? And always handy for wh...It would, wouldn't it? And always handy for whistling down the phone at those pesky callers,Nellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14527285652038975147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102969.post-47641611801934935972013-03-22T16:14:22.151+00:002013-03-22T16:14:22.151+00:00That would make a very nice pendant. Only don'...That would make a very nice pendant. Only don't wear it in the house. ;)Grannymarhttp://grannymar.com/blognoreply@blogger.com