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“Norm”
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Good morning/afternoon/evening. Many interests and a wide breadth of knowledge stand me in good stead at soirées. Si hoc legere scis nimium eruditionis habes
Oh my giddy aunt. I bet a shiny farthing you have NEVER witnessed such a sight. Tears running down Majorie’s face. I’ve blown a blood vessel in my eye. Absolutely howling.
a cat playing a pizza on a turntable that says run dog
Alt: This is an extraordinary, surreal, and wildly imaginative image featuring a majestic tabby cat, poised with an air of unparalleled concentration, as it DJs in the boundless expanse of a colourful, galactic backdrop. The cat’s paws, delicate yet assertive, manipulate the turntable with the precision of a seasoned maestro. However, in a deliciously absurd twist, the vinyl record on the turntable has been replaced with a delectable pepperoni pizza, its golden crust and vibrant red toppings gleaming under the ethereal light of distant stars. The cosmic background is a kaleidoscope of swirling purples, blues, and golds, evoking the infinite mysteries of space. The juxtaposition of the feline’s serious demeanour with the whimsical concept of “spinning pizza beats” creates a humorous and captivating scene. The turntable itself is adorned with colourful stickers and icons, hinting at the cat’s eclectic and quirky taste in music. This image is a dazzling blend of humour, artistry, and absurdity, transporting viewers to a universe where cats reign supreme, pizza doubles as music, and the cosmic dance floor is never empty. The internet truly is a wonder. I can’t wait to explore more ‘gifs’ and ‘memes’.
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November 27, 2024 at 7:58 PM
Not ready to speak about last night, other than to say a number of our foraging group were affected and Morris will not be involved in future events.
November 25, 2024 at 4:57 PM
Marjorie is in from the garden. A considerable amount of pond weed in her pockets. So to bed, although it may be some hours before sleep embraces us. What a ruddy debacle.
November 25, 2024 at 1:14 AM
What the jinkinns?
Majorie won’t stap calling the cat we donut havr a cat.
What the junkin?
Everyone needs to pipe down.
Christ
November 24, 2024 at 8:09 PM
What the jiggins?
November 24, 2024 at 7:30 PM
Well, our foray into foraging turned out rather well. Turns out Jack Frost didn’t get his icy fingers onto all of Mother Nature’s bounty. Huge thank you to Morris for his ID skills.
Marjorie’s ‘Fajita Sunday’ will be a particularly delicious affair.
#forage
November 24, 2024 at 6:09 PM
Well not yet worked out how to connect with like-minded souls but I’m confident this will come with time.

An early start tomorrow will see Majorie and I donning our wellies and joining the Amersham #Foraging Club (AFC).
Let’s just hope this cold snap hasn’t decimated the wild food available to us
November 23, 2024 at 7:06 PM
Majorie spent many, many hours, beavering away at the Little Chalfont Textile and Felting Club (LCTFC). Today was the grand unveiling of her Christmas centrepiece. She tends to hide her light under a bushel but I’m happy to blow her trumpet. Magnificent, my sweet.
November 23, 2024 at 5:12 PM
A foreskin induced misfire has reignited an age-old and heated debate in the Bassett household:

- My contentious but reasoned decision to carpet the bathroom.

I see it as acceptable collateral damage in exchange for cosy feet. Friendly fire, if you will.
Majorie sees otherwise.
November 23, 2024 at 5:02 PM
HUZZAH! This “Silver Surfer” strides forth.
Happy to share recipes, compare DIY or just have some “banter*”

* Good-humored, playful, or teasing conversation

#normanbassett
November 23, 2024 at 4:58 PM