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Post by rikita on Jan 27, 2018 8:48:39 GMT
it's sometimes weird what rules schools seem to come up with, to make the lifes of kids harder ...
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Jan 27, 2018 21:24:23 GMT
Ridiculously excited, going to the Leicester space centre tomorrow to an event...The Science of Doctor Who...there will be FOUR Doctor Whos there....Peter Davidson, Sylvester McCoy, Colin Baker and Paul McGann...ooooooooooOOOoooohhhh....Yes. I'm taking my camera.
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Post by bixaorellana on Jan 27, 2018 23:02:42 GMT
You're adorable when you're a fangirl! So happy for you, as I know you'll enjoy it so much.
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Post by kerouac2 on Jan 27, 2018 23:07:22 GMT
I still want to go to the Dr. Who shop in London or Cardiff.
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Post by bixaorellana on Jan 28, 2018 3:17:53 GMT
Do you all think that if I go boiling out my front gate and turn a fire hose on my neighbors and take an ax to their shitty gelatin stand and their speakers that have saturated the entire neighborhood, including the inside of my house, with annoying music for the past 12 hours that it would be interpreted as hostile?
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Post by questa on Jan 28, 2018 5:39:27 GMT
You could always plead insanity due to above conditions.
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Post by bixaorellana on Jan 28, 2018 5:48:38 GMT
Well, the ideal ending would be for them to come over afterward and humbly promise never to do it again.
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Post by kerouac2 on Jan 28, 2018 7:15:51 GMT
How much gelatin did you buy?
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Post by tod2 on Jan 28, 2018 9:01:22 GMT
Bixa - You had my most sincere sympathies. Noise pollution emanating from people who are just plain selfish and don't care a hoot about anyone else, or are so clueless about boundaries, is the bain of our lives here too. Not so much in our neighborhood but a real crisis on our streets. The Taxi buses try and outdo each other with the loudest sound system booming away. The occupants who have paid their fare are not allowed to protest and if you do, run the risk of being thrown out in the street. For a motorist like myself it can be hell coming up beside them or finding one directly behind or in front of you. The base notes of the "Music" vibrate right through you and rattle your car windows. Sometimes I have a strong and urgent feeling to throw a handful of sharp tacks under the offending taxi.
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Post by kerouac2 on Jan 31, 2018 18:17:41 GMT
Received my new travel computer today. Not bad since I just ordered it yesterday.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Feb 3, 2018 20:06:55 GMT
An Announcement: >fanfare<
I've done the ironing
I've been avoiding it for weeks! I have been washing and wearing the same few bits of clothing that I don't need to iron, allowing the ironing pile to attain gargantuan proportions. Happy bunny.
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Post by patricklondon on Feb 3, 2018 20:24:46 GMT
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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 4, 2018 16:14:45 GMT
What has happened to Whatagain?
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 4, 2018 17:08:45 GMT
He is alive and well and I have good reason to believe that we will see him here again soon.
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 4, 2018 17:11:57 GMT
An Announcement: >fanfare< I've done the ironingI've been avoiding it for weeks! I have been washing and wearing the same few bits of clothing that I don't need to iron, allowing the ironing pile to attain gargantuan proportions. Happy bunny. My ironing has gone down at least 95% since I stopped working. It was only my work shirts that needed attention, and I don't wear any of them anymore. At least half of them have already gone to the charity bin, and the other half should be following soon. But it is odd how one can hesitate to get rid of certain articles of clothing even if you have no intention of ever wearing them again.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Feb 4, 2018 17:18:33 GMT
Yup. I have bags of my 'thin clothes' in the loft. Also still have a pair of black velvet loon pants (very seventies) and a denim jacket that I bought with my first pay packet. I doubt I'll ever get into them again...but you never know...
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Post by mich64 on Feb 5, 2018 1:24:27 GMT
I rarely have anything to iron. I have had to iron my husbands dress uniform shirt twice in the past month, his suit goes to the drycleaner so is always pressed. Since I no longer work, I rarely require anything that needs to be ironed. I used to iron every morning, that was so long ago.
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Post by mossie on Feb 5, 2018 10:32:25 GMT
Most of my 'ironing' is done by laying stuff out on the kitchen table and pressing by hand. I sit here listening to my washing machine chuntering round with the awful knowledge that I shall have to get the iron out because it is full of snotty handkerchiefs.
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 5, 2018 13:48:30 GMT
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 5, 2018 17:18:58 GMT
My father refused disposable tissues to the end and only used cloth handkerchiefs, much to my mother's despair. "I am not blowing my nose in a piece of paper!"
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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 5, 2018 17:52:45 GMT
I’m with him and Mossie....
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Feb 5, 2018 18:36:50 GMT
Large cotton hankies are for funerals. Tissues for everything else (!)...when I have a heavy cold I have been known to have a loo roll to hand for nose blowing...
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Post by mossie on Feb 5, 2018 19:17:25 GMT
Well I use hankie, tissues and loo roll. it depends on circumstances and where I am. Tissues cannot contain the usual amounts i am blowing out at the moment. It goes in your hand as well, extremely hygienic. Not that i have always paid much attention to hygiene, which has been taken to such extreme limits that the current snowflake generation are prey to every fad, allergy, and disease that is currently flavour of the month. Try shovelling pigshit all day as I did at 16, with no protective clothing. Washing facilities were, wipe your hands on damp grass. Listen to todays Jeremiahs and there would be no chance of me reaching my present 85 years, with perhaps some more to come. Not that I am looking forward to being a raving geriatric.
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Post by questa on Feb 6, 2018 0:13:17 GMT
For what it is worth... My Parkinson's had caused a few blips on the dementia radar and a couple of brain scans etc indicated my focus, concentration, short term memory etc were diminishing. Worst of all I was losing the ability to remember names of things and words..."pass me the..um..ah..sharp thing" when I wanted a knife. My neurologist advised Ginkgo Biloba 2000 three times a day. I don't have much faith in 'natural remedies'and usually refer to them as snake oil.
After a month I noticed I was not searching for words and my concentration had improved...could do a whole crossword now. I have been taking this for about 8 months and I hate to admit it but it is working a treat. I have gained back much that seemed to have gone and got full marks on the dementia tests (I was minus 3 on 1st test)
It may help us all from the fate of the raving geriatric.
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 6, 2018 0:23:03 GMT
Wonderful news, Questa, and what a relief for you!
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Post by breeze on Feb 6, 2018 1:59:24 GMT
Questa, that's great news! Here on anyport, you certainly did not seem to be missing a step. I'm glad gingko biloba worked for you.
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Post by questa on Feb 6, 2018 3:33:12 GMT
My sshakingg handds stiill givee mee problemss
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 6, 2018 5:02:01 GMT
That's good to know, Questa. I know that with some forms of dementia (such as Alzheimer's) a person does not even know that things have been forgotten and will sometimes substitute completely incorrect words for others, as in "Do you hear those lemons barking outside?"
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 6, 2018 5:04:14 GMT
Well I use hankie, tissues and loo roll. it depends on circumstances and where I am. Tissues cannot contain the usual amounts i am blowing out at the moment. It goes in your hand as well, extremely hygienic. Not that i have always paid much attention to hygiene, which has been taken to such extreme limits that the current snowflake generation are prey to every fad, allergy, and disease that is currently flavour of the month. Try shovelling pigshit all day as I did at 16, with no protective clothing. Washing facilities were, wipe your hands on damp grass. Listen to todays Jeremiahs and there would be no chance of me reaching my present 85 years, with perhaps some more to come. Not that I am looking forward to being a raving geriatric. If my nose gets too snotty, I just use a roll of paper towels from the kitchen. Well, not when I am out and about in the city...
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Post by questa on Feb 6, 2018 5:58:01 GMT
That was the case with me, too. Sometimes it was like having a crazed Predictive text in my brain. The substitute word usually starts like the word needed. "I put the coat in the water [wardrobe]" "the dog chewed the dealer[DVD]"
Some were hilarious, I haven't had one of those incidents in over 6 months.
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