
The title is a slight alteration to Florrie's description of her daughters if she disapproved of their actions or words, but I was up early this morning making coffee for my dear wife's breakfast,when I spotted a rat near the edge of the dyke,so with my trusty rifle I got it first shot,but not an instant kill as it crawled off to die, before I could reload .
My great great grandfather W. Jeffrey of Hatton ,a village on the wolds, had a spell as a "vermin killer"according to the census records,after being a farmworker and later moving to Hull and trading as a greengrocer,hence the title of the blog.
The weather looks to be going downhill it started off sunny but cloud is moving in from the wolds,and the forecast is strong winds and rain,Florida seems a long way away.
Montana Mike is visiting some weird exhibition of human bodies! I think he has lost the plot, speaking of Montana,we visited Mrs. Broccoli yesterday,and it turns out her husbands sister lives in Montana,its a small world.
We met Mrs Gander a couple of days ago, and Bob the Goose is still recovering from his back operation, Barry the miner of coalville is going into hospital today for his hip operation,and if they read the blog, best wishes to him.
I am waiting for the postman to call preferably with cheques ,but usually its only junk mail and inland revenue letters.
Thats it for now as you see not much happening. Graham
ps.the painting is of Piero the Italian talc miner,done on wacom programme ,for computer buffs.