Winchester home of the famous Winchester cathedral. Less cathedral more like The House of Mammon with it's £7.50 entrance fee.
Mitzi and her trusty maid of all work, have been on their travels again, but where have they been?
Over the coming days, Mitzi will post a picture, all you have to do is simply identify the location from the photograph like the one below, for your chance to win absolutely nothing at all.
After an exhausting four hour drive (exhausting for Carmen) we arrived at Oxford for an overnight stay, the next morning we set off on the road again for a half day trip to this place. But where is it? Clue: Ask Frank, he'll know!
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| Naked man on a horse, I would love to ride bareback with him, side saddle of course, being the elegant lady of distinction that I am . |
Naked man on a horse. Have you been barebacking all over Oxfordshire? Naughty girl!
ReplyDeleteAs for the location of the photo... is it Addis Ababa?
No Fanny, it is nowhere near Bradford.
DeleteI must apologise for my absence from the blogosphere for the past 4 months. I spent the entire time in Portugal, on the beach. No I wasn't collecting shells or going shrimping. Most days I went to the beach and wore a swimsuit that was so small it could have been mistaken for a piece of liqourice.
DeleteI'm just catching up on your blog. I'm loving the post with all the old books. I recently went into my local library and tried to order the book "Let's Make a Gloryhole". The bespectacled librarian was wearing a brown felt skirt, a brown home-knitted cardigan and NHS spectacles. Typical garb for a librarian, me thinks. She had very pendulous bosoms and after my verbal request, she gave me a 30-second look of pure hatred and without further a word, I was escorted off the premises by a burly security guard and banned from setting foot in the library! Can you believe it! I was humiliated!
That horse race where Princess Katie wears the fancy hats?
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I misread 'That horse race' as That horse face and instantly thought of Camilla. No it isn't Ascot that's in Berkshire or the Grimsby area.
DeleteCoventry? Lady Godiva getting her own back on the hubby?
ReplyDeleteWe visited Coventry on the way back home and I now understand why undesirables are sent there.
DeleteFeck me! You was in Winch! You should have dropped by for a cuppa and a cackle. Oh yuss, the Frink sculpture by the Law Courts. He often had a woolly hat on or a traffic cone if I can get hold of one.xx
ReplyDeleteYes the lovely Winchester. I like to stop off there for a tea break en route to Southampton. I said to my maid of all work Carmen, we might see Ivy here, she hasn't a clue who you are, but she agreed with me just the same. Whilst I was there, I took a look at Rick Stein's menu, tutted and went upstairs to C&H café instead, had a jacket potato and a pot of tea. The charity shop opposite C&H does it still have that gorgeous tiger print number on display?
DeleteHe'll get some nasty saddle sores.
ReplyDeleteThinking about all that inner thigh chafing. I've only seen horses lift their tails like that, when they are about to drop a load. If I lived in Winchester, I'd go out one nights with a bucket full of manure, spray painted bronze. I can just see the headlines now. 'The Shitting Horse Of Winchester'
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