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It's slackened off since I've had to go back to work, but we get down there usually at the weekend. We've been harvesting the sweetcorn, beans, carrots and courgettes. The winter greens - broccoli, sprouts and cabbage are in. We've put in lots of onions, but the seed hasn't shown yet. We've also put in onion sets.Quote:
Originally Posted by soundofmusic
I just need to get digging over the beds again for winter. :nopity:
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Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
You have just confirmed my unshakeable belief that this is the premier thread in the world. Everyone knows that speeling has never been my strong point, yet everyone of you has made deliberate grammatical errors in a show of sodilarity. Good to see you back Pendereelimac. :)
Ha...good catch. My brain is not well ehqueeped for spellen.Quote:
Originally Posted by jocky
By the way Jocky, I believe I spotted your clan this past weekend at the Green County Cheese Days festival:
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My loot:
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There's more in the "Cheese" thread.
Gilliatt
I recommend Brian Bean, urbane, sophisticated, architecturally upright, well read and a good speeler. Failing that the choice in our thread is varied and uncomplicated. Time to go ::auto: :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by soundofmusic
Och, nae the bloody MacAlpines again, your immigration problems are worse than I ever imagined. Keep the cheese barrel churning as the square dry biscuits with tiny perforations are always available on the Blokes Thread. Crackers! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
Correct again!Quote:
Originally Posted by jocky
No question that this is the best thread on the internet.
Aye dafydd, this is all part of the celtic fringe defence, devised by Robert The Bruce to ward off you know who. Unfortunately good ideas sometimes have tragic results. I firmly believe that had the plan worked Engerland would have never won in 66. :(Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Good one, prendrelemick...I'd love to stay at any of the hiltons; but my budget is somewhere between motel 6 and under the overpass:smilielol5:Quote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
:smilielol5: I wonder what she'll tell her kids about mothers indiscretions, "Mom, tommy has a video tape of yo....wow, what's that"Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Does the Mrs. help with the work? Are courgettes the same as zucchini?Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
I was kind of looking for a lad with your Shakespearean prowess, Pauls easy going manner and work ethic and Atheist cooking skills and butler...oh, and about half my age...any ideas, Jocky?Quote:
Originally Posted by jocky
THat's why I keep coming back!Quote:
Originally Posted by The Atheist
Sorry, Soundo, lets me out. I know nothing about Shakespeare forsooth, I hate work (the curse of the drinking classes) my butler is a drunk and as for the half your age.....sorry, Darlin', not only over the hiil, but almost at the bottom of the other side. 'Scuse me, I'm off for my medication, now. Anybody seen my stick? Does dim moddion yn erbyn twpdra!
Ain't that going to be an interesting dynamic for human interaction of the future. No kid of our age ever had to be confronted by videos of mom doing it all over the world, or see and read decades-old information at the click of a button.Quote:
Originally Posted by soundofmusic
We're nowadays carrying our past around with us.
I wonder if it will turn out well?
[no]
You can imagine the kids asking questions. "Mum, why is your autobiograhy called 'Memoirs of a Mattress'?"
Thanks for the recommendation Jocky but I didn't quite recognise myself in the description and I'm sure she is looking for someone considerably younger,Quote:
Originally Posted by jocky
a sort of cross between Bertie Wooster and Mr Rochester.
In any case, one has to be careful with American women, especially as we don't really know what lies behind the avatars. It may well be that they look like Marylin Monroe but, on the other hand, they could turn out to be like Lizzie Borden. :D
A Serial killer standing over a hot air duct, kind of thing? Hmmmmm!
Yes but you'd be daft looking at her legs when you should be watching for the axe.Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Ah - yes, hadn't thought of that! Could be a clever ploy, a ruse, a trap. I shall have to have a re-think. Not sure Soundo would be any good with an axe. She seems more like a stiletto girl, somehow! (Knife, not heels!)
We might be doing her a disservice. Despite the repartee, she could well be a sort of Pollyanna/Doris Day type without an evil thought in her head.:hand:Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Aye, you could be right!!!! However, since she knows where I am, I'm keepin' me gob shut!
:lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Mrs Clem does indeed help with the plot.In fact she was the driving force behind getting it in the first place. She's the real gardener, who has always kept the house garden looking really nice. I'm like the hired help - strong in arm and weak in head. I'm still learning.Quote:
Originally Posted by soundofmusic
Yes, courgettes are zucchini. We've had a good crop this year - particularly round ones which look a bit like melons. The kids won't eat them, so my wife has taken to making them into tomato type sauces and serving them that way. We're going on Sunday. It's turned a bit cool here so I may need a nip of rum in my tea between digging. Ho ho :D
An interesting thought. We're probably lucky that we have left no digital trail due to our age. I think the kids today have to think in another digital plane when conducting thei lives. It could be messy.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Atheist
What happened to the Cold Ale discussions? I've just come down from a truly long week teaching and now I am fully armed. I just finished a great taco salad made by the wife accompanied with a Foster's "oil can". Now I've got two Samuel Smith Imperial Stouts and two 5ths of Three Philosophers:
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I'm playing some K.D. Lang right now for the wife... but this is to be followed with Dylan and the Stones. A few hours from now I should be feeling no pain... although tomorrow morning may be another matter altogether (yet again... I've never really gotten a hangover from good beer).:sosp:
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Satan is real indeed... he stalks in the night in the guise of the Three Philosophers: Larry, Curly, and Moe
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Yee HaW!!!
(damn good album by the way)
:smilielol5:
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Mahalia could convert The Atheist... whether he admits it or not..
Nobody knows de trouble I see...
Put your hand.... in the hand of God...
How does it feel...?
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God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son," Abe said to God you must be puttin' me on."...
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Talk about your melting pot! MacAlpine Clan, Germans, Shriners, Dutch, Mexicans, and a bounced half Czech from Texas.Quote:
Originally Posted by jocky
By the way, I polished off the limburger and tossed the wrapper the trash as I headed out to work. When I got back to the hotel, I noticed my door was sealed off with plastic and yellow caution tape.
Hmmm…I wonder how I can bury the fumigation fees in my expense report.
Man that looks good!Quote:
Originally Posted by stlukesguild
I see you cracked open the 2007. I suppose that means another year for the 2008 and two for the 2010?
Take it easy on that stuff or you may find yourself lost in Juarez where the hungry women will make a mess out of you!
(Are you the blue painter he refers to travelling between Mexico City and Del Rio)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kscDI...eature=related
Enjoy !
I’m nursing a bottle of Chianti myself.
Gilliatt
Yes... I started out on Burgundy... but soon hit the harder stuff...
I'm going back to New York City... I do believe I've had enough...
(Thank God for spell check!!!)
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You can't always get what you want!!!!
Sensible children.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
I think it's possibly an extension of the fact that so much of our communication was done on paper - once it's in the mailbox, she's all over.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
With a "delete" button handy, I think kids just tend to forget that there's a send and receive.
:D
Yay! Party at Luke'sQuote:
Originally Posted by stlukesguild
No need to bring beer/
With or without liver?Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
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Originally Posted by The Atheist
I wonder how many regrettable photos are out there in the internet ether just waiting to cause problems.
It goes together like a horse and carriage - Chianti and Lecter'.
:D
Yes, I'm afraid my allnighters take me three days to recover. I don't know, I've judged older men by this Florida lot; maybe in Europe a 45 year old can out run someone half his age. The only problem is that you all seem to take wedlock seriously over there...Not many divorces, are there?Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Not good, remember the old days with our brownie cameras and our first loves:yikes:Quote:
Originally Posted by The Atheist
Oh, come now Brian, England has had a lot more fetching lady serial killers than the states!Quote:
Originally Posted by Brian Bean
To think that if I had just found an air duct; I might be driving a BMW right now:smilielol5:Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Actually, all of that is so messy and I really hate cleaning. I think a nice overdose of narcotics is the most pleasant for everyone.Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Doris Day, the one who had the choice of all those men and kept poodles instead...:sosp:Quote:
Originally Posted by Brian Bean
I found this incredible vodka flavored like sweet tea, I take a little nip at teatime...really does the trick!Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
I had a wonderful spagetti dish with zucchini, yellow squash and chicken fried in olive oil...it's delicious, unfortunately, I'm allergic to zucchini
Sounds like you've already had a good start:DQuote:
Originally Posted by stlukesguild
Limburger? Your a brave man...Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
Yes! Even photos. In the olden days, once a negative and photo were destroyed, that was the end of it. Letters can't be unburnt.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
Now, placing one picture on one server is enough to ensure its immortality.
The number of people who have lost jobs through netwowking site comments is already astonishing.
People being quite stupid helps!
:D
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Originally Posted by soundofmusic
Not quite there yet, thank god!
See - she really was a genius!Quote:
Originally Posted by soundofmusic
Soundo, not many divorces? I've only done it twice!!!!!!! And I'm not ruling out.......!!!!!
Relax, humans are humans, whatever the race!!!!!
"Oh, what a falling off there was". The Macalpine reference was us Scots laughing at ourselves, as we do. Germans, no, it was a go at the 'Keeper of the Keys'. Shriners, hardly that could get me in big trouble, like burned at the stake. Dutch ??? Mexicans, I have never met one in my life and have no reason to dislike them. This might interest you vaguely, my son in law is Chinese and two of my grandchildren are half Scots and half Cantonese. As to your ethnicity I have no problem with it at all. As for the chorus , you know who you are GROW UP.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
if you try sometime, you just mind find that you can. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by stlukesguild
Thank God for that, young Jocky's son and I are entered for the three legged race tomorrow. I have a terrible feeling this will end in shame and embarrasment. " Granda don't you ever affront me again in front of my pals. " :(Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
Now this is the worst joke you have ever heard. Man goes to the Doctor and says, I have got a booze problem, My hands shake and I drink too much. Doctor, Do you drink a lot? No, I spill most of it. :)
Oh, there's worse. A White Horse goes in to a pub, orders a pint. Barman can't resist it, says "We've got a whisky named after you"
Horse says, "What.......Eric?"
Ah, how far we've come!
Jocky - you reminded me of something I'd meant to post but had forgotten.
Middle son had a father & son evening at his school a fortnight back. Great sport - they'd set the hall up with various manly activities: bivouac building, river crossing, laser strike and desert survival.
As the bloke looking after the bivouac-building looked in amazement at the structure we built, I laughingly suggested to him that asking a bushman to compete against softhands from Auckland was a bit unfair. So we won that.
River crossing was ok, but we couldn't beat some of the nippier dads & kids, while the desert survival did not go at all well thanks to junior picking a water carrier with a hole in it!
Final event of the night, laserstrike!
Now, I haven't done this for 30 years, but I figured I had still remembered what to do when the bloke in charge checked in surprise at how many kills I'd made and how little I'd been shot.
Roll forward to the prize-giving and I thought we might have gone ok, but to my shock, we won the grand prize, with the boy collecting new games and a week at an adventure school.
Boys. Too easy.
Excellent. I used to like the challenges they set us in the TA. I'm not saying I was any good but my thick-headed effort helped sometimes.
I've often suggested team building type activities for our lot at work, but the 70% women don't seem to like it -so no doing. Boo!
... and now we're out of cash. Bah!
Be fair, Paul, you're just working on the assumption that a "bonding hug" would be better with one of your female colleagues than with a big hairy squaddie! I hope so, anyway..
Too right - certainly preferable.:DQuote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
As you know - we from Yorkshire are especially selective with our hugs...
Yeah, I think the gene pool is purer in your part of the country; you'll probably be chasing around Mrs A when you're 90...she may even suggest you and Parker get a few native concubines.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Atheist
I always thought Doris liked women; who could have hung out with Rock and not tried to turn him around:smilielol5:
That's because you were waiting for me, dafydd...shall we meet at the tower in 30 years from this day...that is, if my heart and walker will carry me:arf:Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
In America, women don't even hug their female children for fear of turning...we're always shocked when we see our french and latin ladies holding hands, walking down the streets together.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
Thanks for the offer, Soundo.....do they sell pacemaker batteries round there?
They actually sell self chargers for the heart (just in case the ambulance doesn't arrive in time)...and who knows, in 30 years, I might be able to buy a body that will fit into my size 5 bikini...Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
I'm not sure if my walker will make it up the hill, though:smilielol5:
Up the hill? I'm already over it...........*Aaaaaahhhhhhhh*
I had an 86 year old man make a veal and spagetti dinner for me Sunday (I was nursing his brother); he visited with his young-looking 77 year old wife; he told me the secret to his logevity was injecting botox below his mid-section:reddevil:Quote:
Originally Posted by dafydd manton
I'm thinking of trying it:D
Cor blimey! What a couple of days.
This week is the first of NZ's spring school holidays, so the terrible two go their different ways to friends' houses to play.
3.15 Monday, daughter arrives home in a car unexpectedly. The mum whose house she'd been at explained that she'd fallen off the scooter and hurt her arm.
Hurt ended up being a bit short of the reality!
She'd managed to break both bones in her right arm. Taking a tumble off the scooter, she had somehow managed to land on the top of the bone on your outer wrist, right at the end of the ulna.
Both bones snapped clean in half about an inch from the hand end of her arm bones!
Being only eleven, it was a "greenstick compression fracture, where, even though the bones had gone through a 90 degree break, they hadn't broken apart. I'll try to get the x-ray pics up to show it, because it looks pretty cool!
The doctors love school holidays.
We went to a suburban treatment centre where we found a damaged neck, leg (2 breaks), another right arm, ribs and several toes and fingers waiting to be fixed/reattached. Most of 'em off scooters. Small wheels, high speed and high centre of gravity always made them a bit suspect, I thought.
Monday night wasn't much fun with little sleep for either me or her - daddy, of course, had to sleep on the floor to be right there next to her. Daddy's bloody back did not enjoy that experience!
Last night, as I type, she's still asleep and has been for about 8 hours, so daddy's managed to not only get some kip, but in an actual bed!
We nearly made the double on Monday as well. The boy was doing some woodwork with me when he walked straight into the corner of a 2-metre sheet of wood, which is 1.2m wide. Exactly the same height as his right eye.
Expecting to see his eyeball hanging from the piece of wood as he let out a hurt noise, I saw that he, on the other hand, had been very, very lucky. Being the last sheet, it was leaning over and the corner only stood 1.19m height.
Nice scratch directly underneath right eye, not even a black eye to show for it. Forgotten two minutes later.
Could've been quite exciting.
Well, judging from your typed mood, it sounds like you are breathing a sigh of relief. Being young as she is, the bones should mend up quickly.
When you say "sheet", I take that to mean plywood aka splinter board! especially at edges and corners.
Thank God (did I say that?) he didn't get a splinter in the eye!
Now they will have some great battle scars to share with their mates and stories to stretch.
Unfortunatly, your girls' holiday week is shot.
Gilliatt
Losing an eye terrifies me, a perforated eyeball is one of the grosses things I've ever seen, that and teeth getting pulled makes my skin crawl.
I once got bit in the face by a dog at the shelter, when I was working with abused animals, and I was cut on the eyebrow and right below my eye. Imagine having your eye torn out by a dog. I don't know what compelled me to stay on there for another 2 years.