Author Archives: themustressmhor

Comrades, today Mumsnet allowed the Mustress to return to their hallowed website. It was a time for great celebration. The two-week ban was lifted (without prejudice, I hope.) Not that the Mustress’s crimes had been terribly reprehensible. Oh, no. There was just a minor disagreement/spat between the Mustress and MNHQ. Possibly some opprobrious remarks wereContinue reading “The Mustress Gets Some Good News”

Things are coming to a pretty pass when there is only one slice of haggis in the fridge. There is no Stornoway black pudding and only four eggs (from the new hens). As for circular square sausage, you would think it did not exist. Sadly (for Mr. Mhor) there is also no fruit pudding, althoughContinue reading “Desperation Abounds in Mhor Cottage”

Bewildered does not begin to cover it. Shocked is nearer. The Robbing Butcher has only sent me a “FRIEND” request on Facebook. Why would be do this? Has he got wind of this website, this blog? Does he think I will share my profits when a publisher notices this blog and decides that it isContinue reading “The Mustress Becomes Really Suspicious”

Many, many years ago, Mr. Mhor was a small boy. His class at school were taken to the Opening Day of the Blair Drummond Safari Park. All was going well, until the teachers got Class X (yes, I know – that needs a post to itself) to sit under a tree. The animals – deer,Continue reading “A Giraffe Eats Mr. Mhor’s Lunch”

Well, I have wondered for long enough. What is the correct term for circular square sausage? How could The Mustress find out? Ha! As ever, the answer was close at hand. I finally had a lightbulb moment earlier today. I SHOULD START A THREAD ON MUMSNET ABOUT IT. Yes – this was definitely the onlyContinue reading “Mumsnet Fails To Decide”

I have long wondered if my interest in the RB’s opening hours is perhaps bordering on the obsessive. After all – surely the Robbing Butcher has some sort of schedule. Nobody could run a business without one. Could they? Well, anyway – this morning I was perusing the village FaceBook page (always a place ofContinue reading “The Robbing Butcher Confuses The Entire Village”

Mr. Mhor is inordinately fond of fruit pudding, which is a bit of a Scottish delicacy. He has gone three days now without it for his breakfast. Personally I am not keen. Well, not for breakfast, anyway. The Robbing Butcher has clearly got wind of the Mhors’ delight in the simple things in life. ThatContinue reading “Mr. Mhor Climbs The Walls”

Well. The Mustress decided to post on the village Facebook page, encouraging people to obey the government’s instructions with regard to social distancing. I pointed out that visiting family on Mother’s Day was very foolish, amongst other things. So far, forty three people have “liked” the Mustress’s post. But one man was not impressed. HeContinue reading “The Robbing Butcher Shows His True Colours”

Let me start by saying that this is an unusual state of affairs. Generally, Mr. Mhor produces very good breakfasts indeed. But yesterday something went very wrong. The Robbing Butcher (despite signage to the contrary) was closed. Horrified, the Mustress had to obtain supplies from the Co – Op instead. No Stornoway black pudding. NoContinue reading “Mr. Mhor Serves a Sub-Standard Breakfast”

This was never going to end well. The Mustress and Mr. Mhor had occasion to wait in the car park of a neighbouring village the other day. This was necessary to obtain a grocery delivery. Usually we take along a crossword puzzle book to while away the hours while we wait for the Tesco vanContinue reading “The Mhors Undertake Some Car Park Policing”