I thought of you, Haron, harvesting birch branches, as I strolled through the Farmers’ Market on Saturday, and saw the decorative bundles of red Dogwood and yellow curly Willow for sale. No birch, alas.
Well, sorry to disappoint, Hermione, but we ended up re-using an old birch rod, rather than picking one fresh. I might have been tempted if the weather was nice, but the woods are boggy, cold and terrible… The birch-making would have been a worse punishment than the birching itself!
The account of the birching is coming up later today, after I’m done (or more or less done) with work
Hugs x x x
More hugs… xxx
Never mind the hugs…. hurry up with the telling 😀
Katie
x
But not the sort of hugs that involve a friendly squeeze of a girl’s bottom!
Looking forward to “later”
Meanwhile I hope you have lots of aftersun (the perfect post-whacking solution imho!) xxx
Yeah, quite agree.
We want details
Oh, and then you can have all the hugs….
Simon
Oh Abel you poor thing!Hope your arm is not too painful after such strenuous exertion?
Hugs to you both
H xx
I thought of you, Haron, harvesting birch branches, as I strolled through the Farmers’ Market on Saturday, and saw the decorative bundles of red Dogwood and yellow curly Willow for sale. No birch, alas.
Well, sorry to disappoint, Hermione, but we ended up re-using an old birch rod, rather than picking one fresh. I might have been tempted if the weather was nice, but the woods are boggy, cold and terrible… The birch-making would have been a worse punishment than the birching itself!
The account of the birching is coming up later today, after I’m done (or more or less done) with work