That darned Queen of Scots

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beige cat with gold colored crown Photo by Katarzyna Modrzejewska on Pexels.com

Mary was sitting looking at the execution of Mary Queen of Scots on TV while also mending some moth holes in her skirt.The only thread she got into the eye of the easy thread needle was blue but nobody was going to examine her with a microscope, she told herself gently
She also was thinking of her winter coat.
Was raspberry really a good choice?
Would dark grey not be more useful?
After all she often sat down on garden walls while taking photos or even on old wooden benches.
What she needed was a folding cushion or a small thick towel.No wonder women have such big handbags.
Annie her neighbour came in the back door with a bag of broken biscuits.
Look at these!We used to get them in the market years ago.So for old times sake I have hit these with…

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Mary darns a moth hole

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Two golden catsDrawing by Katherine using  Microsoft Paint, for her little brother

Mary took out her easy threading needles and some blue thread so she could darn the holes in a favourite old sweater.Not only had a moth been living off it but she had to cut a little  more off when her mini shoulderbag had got its buckle stuck in the sweater.
What are you doing,Annie asked her?
Annie,I didn’t know you were here.How did you manage to get in.Have you got a key??
No,I climbed on my flat roof and in through your bathroom, window Annie admitted furtively
But why, cried Mary, as she noted Annie was wearing a blue jumper rather larger than normal, covered in  a print of ladybirds and spiders.
I just wanted to feel young again,Annie told her.
I never knew you were a burglar!
I didn’t steal things,I did it to keep fit!
Supppose the…

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Sense the whence

Do not post as a boast

Do not lie about my pie

Do not count till the month is out

Do not weep when my buzzer bleeps

Do no harm,try to keep calm

Don’t grease my palm, massage me with balm

Evade no eyes, stop telling

lies

Don’t expect jam to be made from spam

Look for the lesson,L count your blessings

Life is brief, do not seethe