Little Green Bastards.
They fill me with RAGE.
Mr Brown too, he's agreed to build a cabbage cage.
Mr Brown too, he's agreed to build a cabbage cage. Into the compost they go.
Tuesday, December 2
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Twitter
I quite like nice pens
About Me
News(ish)
Books & Words
- LibraryThing
- Dictionary.com
- Online Etymology Dictionary
- More Words
- Babelfish
- Howjsay
- Urban Dictionary
- Word Spy
- Make it Latin
- Dialectizer
- BibliOdyssey
- Make Catalog Cards
- Make a WordCloud
- Books, free shipping worldwide!
- Can't find a book in the shops?
- Discounted books, cheap postage
- Free E-Books, Project Gutenberg
Interesting & Possibly Useful Stuff
What's the Moon up to?
CURRENT MOON
Posts
4 comments:
Oh cripes, that's truly an infestation. You got skunked. So sorry! I have never seen anything as awful (and I don't mean in a squeamish way; I mean you got skunked!).
Cookie, I KNOW - it got to the point where we just pulled everything out and composted the lot-we'll try again next year with a nice fly-wire cage or somesuch, so those bloody cabbage moths don't get a lookin.
Blech!
Or, as I believe you might say, Blerg!
Lee, I can't imagine WHAT I'd say if I'd bitten into one of them ;)
And yes, Blerg is it!
Post a Comment