A phrase my Grandmother used (frequently) about some activity or other that I was busying myself with. Like deriving outward pleasure at successfully irritating my younger brother.
Other favourites in her repertoire were “neither a borrower, nor a lender be” and “beware your sins will find you out” both hold true today. Shave her head and call her Buddha…. (not something she said, that’s me talking now).
She also used to say that if you found a white feather then you’d been kissed by an angel. I found one today and thought of her. I thought of all her funny little things, like always insisting I took a ‘goodie box’ of home-grown veggies and home-made chutney and jam home, strapped to the back of my motorbike and the way she remained impartial in family squabbles.