tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post1163528818497654706..comments2023-04-06T06:26:56.941+01:00Comments on flossing the cat: THE 3AM GIRL. NOT. Flossing the Cathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-51187558404376170872015-06-23T15:15:07.147+01:002015-06-23T15:15:07.147+01:00Congratulations on managing to stay awake until 3:...Congratulations on managing to stay awake until 3:30 am... I'd have been comatose on the sofa sometime around 10 pm the previous evening. Maybe your partying days aren't over xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-71529787624835458152015-05-30T11:38:27.595+01:002015-05-30T11:38:27.595+01:00You've got me wrong hun. I don't go OUT ou...You've got me wrong hun. I don't go OUT out, I just drink at the kitchen table with the neighbours. In full view of the kids. I'll save you a seat xx <br />Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-91003944896323416962015-05-28T22:38:06.466+01:002015-05-28T22:38:06.466+01:00Someone has to do the going out for us single mums...Someone has to do the going out for us single mums who don't get the opportunity so off you go Flossie and make it soon. Mine's a large V&T ta ;)Older Single Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16752771952921898184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-75718776237368341812014-01-24T13:07:07.526+00:002014-01-24T13:07:07.526+00:00Ah, my young older mum. A path to the dark side, g...Ah, my young older mum. A path to the dark side, getting lathered until gone 2pm is, eh? Only pain will you find there. x Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-5687143929305153262014-01-24T09:41:28.686+00:002014-01-24T09:41:28.686+00:00Yes, the last time I was high was in labour too! A...Yes, the last time I was high was in labour too! And I found myself reading your moral tale with caution, I too will never ever get lathered until gone 2 pm, ever, as it will result in the sort of nonsensical fracas you and your other half had.... leading to threats of divorce and not making the tea! And talking like yoda.... becomes you does it not? XOlder Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-2615007049240050582014-01-23T22:35:54.213+00:002014-01-23T22:35:54.213+00:00Dear Philip John. Thank you for your comments, whi...Dear Philip John. Thank you for your comments, which gave me quite a case of the vapours, largely because your use of horticultural metaphors made me think of Monty Don. xFlossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-60927279275080721232014-01-22T14:45:36.718+00:002014-01-22T14:45:36.718+00:00Dear Flossing The Cat. As the defenceless 'Pal...Dear Flossing The Cat. As the defenceless 'Paleolithic' partner in this little tale, can I just say that in regard to your description of our 'Mummy and Daddy time' as being 'almost a never long drawn out Tantric experience,' that I was tending your lady garden for a good thirty minutes until you wanted it ploughed...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09148024873801620867noreply@blogger.com