Sunday, 10 December 2017

Prunella Pepperpot's Magical Christmas Gift...



 
December has arrived and the year is almost at an end. 
This will be Prunella's last post until the New Year. 


Time to spend some quality time with family and friends.
Christmas comes but once a year. 
Please join Prunella in her Christmas Tale for 2017.





Prunella Pepperpot's Magical Christmas Gift... 

Prunella Pepperpot had pruned her tiny Christmas Tree with such precision the previous month.
It was now perfect and ready to be decorated in all of its festive glory...



I can now divulge one of Prunella's special gifts from Christmas past.
 Willamina the Wise Witch from Ballymena had gifted Prunella a Christmas Wish to be saved until the following Christmas Eve, which was tonight dear Readers! 
The tree decorated, Prunella could now turn her attention to a little baking. 
Cheese scones. Hopefully a great snack for Santa Mouse. We all know mice adore cheese.
The cooker alarm rang signalling it was time to remove the scones from the hot oven.
As they were cooling slightly Prunella searched out her pretty gingham picnic basket. Into it she packed two now warm cheese scones, a flask of sweet hot chocolate, tiny marshmallows and whipping cream along with two mugs for her and Santa Mouse.


For Santa's bat volunteers she washed and polished with a clean cloth, ten green and ten red juicy fresh grapes. They looked delicious and they sparkled like little jewels...


 As midnight fast approached Prunella donned her warmest woollies and thick sheepskin boots...



Ten minutes to twelve.
 Prunella stood in front of her wood burning stove, the dying embers giving off a warm glow.
Wish in hand she read aloud it's written words,
"With a mighty wheeze and a sneeze, 
let me shrink to the size of a pea 
and jump as high as a flea!"
She then proceeded to empty the contents from the wish envelope over her head.
"Atishoo!!" sneezed Prunella...


A zillion little sparks filled the room and with a mighty swoosh up the chimney Prunella flew, so quickly that she didn't even have time to draw another breath.
Out she popped into the cold evening air and back to her normal self once again. Prunella gasped in the icy cold air.
Once she had recovered from her exhilarating experience she surveyed the skies above.
Prunella could see for miles around. Such a wondrous sight. Earlier that evening it had snowed but now the skies were clear and all the stars were twinkling brightly. 
In the distance Prunella spotted the Church Spire and approaching quickly was her dear friend Santa Mouse with his posse of fruit bats flapping their tiny wings frantically. 
Up and down the little sleigh bobbed until finally it loomed larger and larger and with a swish it landed safely on the roof of Prunella's home...



Prunella rushed to hug Santa Mouse and pat each of the bats on their soft fluffy heads. Bertram Bat was amongst the crew and for him Prunella planted a small kiss on his cheek. 
Filled with excitement they all huddled down together beside the chimney stack to share the delights from the picnic basket...


 Santa Mouse tucked in heartily to the cheese scone and licked his lips at the sight of the hot chocolate topped with cream and marshmallows, such a welcomed treat. 
The bats shared out the shiny grapes amongst themselves thanking Prunella with each little nibble.
Prunella loved these precious times with Santa Mouse listening to his tales of different lands.
Too soon it was time for Santa mouse to be on his way but not before escorting a tired Prunella back to her home and tucking her up in her warm cosy bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was fast asleep and dreaming sweet dreams...




Before departing Santa Mouse filled Prunella's little stocking tied to her bed with sparkly wrapped gifts.
As Santa Mouse turned to go he heard a small whimper from the other side of the fireplace. 
It was Griff. 
Santa Mouse scurried over to where Griff lay. From his bag he plucked out a small bone shaped parcel and placed it next to Griff's paws...


 "As if I would forget you dear fellow. 
Now remember, not to be opened until the morning when Prunella wakes from her slumber," said Santa Mouse in his high pitched voice.
Griff wagged his tail and snuggled back down to rest. 
With a squeaky, 
"Tee hee hee..." 
Up 
                    the chimney
           Santa Mouse
            squeezed
               and off
      he flew
 full of 
           glee...




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May the spirit of Christmas fill your home with peace, love and joy. 

💚

 

Prunella and friends wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.




Thank you to you all for your wonderful comments over the past year which we dearly appreciate.
We look forward to sharing more of our adventures in 2018.
Until then keep smiling, 
stay safe, warm, healthy and happy.
Hugs to all.
xXx 

 


May the spirit of the Christmas fill your home with peace, joy and love. I wish you all merry Christmas and Happy new year

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May the spirit of the Christmas fill your home with peace, joy and love. I wish you all merry Christmas and Happy new year

Read more at: http://easyday.snydle.com/christmas-wishes.html | Easyday
May the spirit of the Christmas fill your home with peace, joy and love. I wish you all merry Christmas and Happy new year

Read more at: http://easyday.snydle.com/christmas-wishes.html | Easyday

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Peter Makes a Splash...






On a rather bleak day in November Prunella decided a trip to a not too distant sculpture park was in order.
She was not disappointed as they had many delightful works of art on display.
These are just a few...








 ... and now for a small Prunella Pepperpot Tale with one or two sculptures added for good measure.
Sadly you'll have to make do with real cows!! 


Peter Makes a Splash

Peter Pickles loves fresh Ciabatta bread toasted, rubbed with garlic and topped with fried field mushrooms, fresh rosemary and finally drizzled with a little olive oil.
It was a weekend treat made even more delicious if the mushrooms were picked fresh from the field.
Peter was up at dawn, the best time to collect his field mushrooms.


Armed with his pocket knife and small wicker basket off he plodded with his companion Phoebe Whippet. 



Phoebe enjoyed her jaunts across the fields ever hopeful that she may find the odd bunny to chase. With Peter's heavy foot falls the rabbits were long gone. Peter could never manage stealth mode much to Phoebe's annoyance.




Peter was looking for rings of field mushrooms growing fresh on rich meadow pastures.
Phoebe was trotting closely behind her Master enjoying the fresh country air. Head held high she could detect a familiar scent carried on the soft breeze.
Peter was preoccupied after spotting a few fresh mushrooms growing in the short grass.


Phoebe started to whimper. 
Now agitated she knocked Peter over just as he was about to cut his first precious breakfast treat.
 As he stood up he was surprised to see a heard of frisky cows heading in their direction.




"Don't panic Phoebe, slow and steady does it,"  reassured Peter.
Peter and Phoebe started walking calmly towards the edge of field but the cattle were becoming rather inquisitive.






 The herd quickened their pace and broke into a trot. 
Peter became alarmed and knew he wouldn't reach the gate in time.
"RUN..." he shouted, legging it towards the exit but was cut off by a big bull sporting a ring in its nose. 
Peter panicked and sped in the opposite direction.
Suddenly he lost his footing and found himself flying through the air.
Phoebe watched from the safety of the adjoining field as Peter belly flopped with a huge splosh into the fields small watering hole.


 The herd came to a halt immediately and looked at one another rather jittery. 
Suddenly out of the depths of the pond shot a humongous mud monster its head smothered with pond weed.
Horror-struck Phoebe raced for home. Her Master had been captured or possibly eaten!
The terrified cattle stampeded in all directions.
Poor Peter was covered from head to toe in cold smelly mud and cow dung. His boots were filled to the brim and he squelched his way shamefully homeward.


Thankfully he did not meet another soul on his uncomfortable trudge home.
 A now calmer Phoebe was patiently waiting for her Master's return.


Alerted by a strange groan she growled and barked at the suspicious mud caked figure slowly approaching her. The disturbance arousing the curiosity of Miss Pope who was opening the curtains of her bedroom window which overlooked Peter's Airstream caravan. 
No doubt, another unfortunate Peter misadventure she deduced.
She smiled and then started laughing heartily as she watched Peter peel off his mud sodden clothing.
He struggled rolling each of his clingy socks off whilst balancing on one foot at a time. 
His clothing finally piled high in a heap, his pale flabby body wearing only his flowery boxer shorts retreated indoors for a much needed shower.

Having laughed so much it was time for Miss Pope to find herself a large checked handkerchief to dry her eyes and blow her nose before making her way downstairs for a cup of freshly brewed Breakfast Tea and some marmalade toast.
Laughter is indeed the best medicine!




xXx
Until the next time, keep smiling,
 stay safe, warm, happy and healthy.
Hugs to all.
xXx



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Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Prunella and the Fungi...






 


During the month of November
Prunella has been out and about spotting colourful fungi, soft green mosses and ferns...






 
She even found the perfect Prunella sized waterfall!!



 and a teeny-tiny cave for shelter...




Winter is almost upon us...
 

 
and with it comes Christmas and the gorgeous Robin Redbreast that adorns the festive cards...
 


 


xXx
Until the next time, keep smiling,
 stay safe, warm, happy and healthy.
Hugs to all.
xXx



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We dearly appreciate your comments and hope you had as much fun reading Prunella's Blog as we had writing it.   
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