Kizzie has given up chocolate and Mum has given up alcoholic drink. Dad hasn't got involved. So I was wondering what I should forgo? After careful consideration I decided that although I very much enjoy the occasional half of Quail Ale and packet of Grub and Maggot crisps down the Pooch & Pullet with Bruce and the boys, I could probably do without that. Funny thing is, I seem to have other things on my mind just recently.
Kizzie calls it being "Twitterpated". Friend Owl in Bambi told Flower, Bambi and Thumper about it, so Kizzie explained. It happens in the springtime and Friend Owl said that you begin to get weak in the knees. "Then your head's in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you're walking on air. And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!" It actually
sounds very much like I feel after a half of Quail Ale anyway! Gordon x