Whimsy? Gone Grazing.
Udderly exhausted ( blame the mad cow)
Readers forgive me. I’ve had four days of back to back celebrations and I don’t think a whisper of whimsy even lives within me. Maybe I lost it down a trumpet at the jazz club. Perhaps it sizzled away under the sun and a BBQ fuddle of endless food. I’m thinking it may have drowned in a bottle of Jolie by Juliette from the south of France, but the likelihood is it’s still snoring in bed, exhausted from the relentless excitement. Bruised and battered by the rhythmic beating of party fever.
You get my drift.
There are so many empty bottles in my glass recycling box that it’s overflowing. It looks like the Wetherspoons truck has backed onto my drive and tipped up the empties. Once upon a time I would have been proud of this accomplishment but now I’m a sensible village dweller, I grimace when I pass it and feel the revellers should come and take some away so I don’t look like the local lush. I’ve been 2 years here trying very hard to prove I’m normal.
I’ve had a nice time with lovely friends and family, though. I’m sorry I can’t give you any Whimsy on a Wednesday but that’s because I’m a mad cow.
Which gave me an idea…
Despite the fact that I desperately needed several naps, a gallon of water, and a healthy meal, I stayed up and did something special for my loyal readers. Those of you who thought they were going to start this Wednesday morning with a titter and a smirk now have an udder surprise.
My mum gave me a funny stone to get tumbled into a shiny thing. However, said stone was not the sort that would polish into a gem, as you can see for yourself. It is a spotty, weird shaped rock which I decided to make into 2 amusing illustrations.
I’m giving away a digital download of each one for my readers FREE for a limited period.
See, I pull away the teat with one hand but give you a new teat full of cream with the other. That’s called looking after your audience, despite regular daylight burning my eyes.
You can collect your mad cow below:
Spot the black and white cow, HERE.
And…
The Stone Grazer, HERE.
Enjoy. I’m off for another snooze.




You did all the udder jokes! Left me nothing to work with.
I'd call you a mad cow, but you took that away from me too!
Commenting is so hard, nowadays.
As for you trying to be normal... god forbid.
Jules, I'm terribly shocked!!!
"I’ve been 2 years here trying very hard to prove I’m normal."....
Please never ever ever ever try to be normal. There are too much normal people out there. Or at least they think they are normal... Better be (or create) a crazy spotted stone cow thing than being normal. Even better: just be you ❤️😁.