Co-fee mee-tiing? Please excuse. When I see She-who-must-not-be-named, I thought theese coffin mee-tiing. Must fly.
Co-fee mee-tiing? Please excuse. When I see She-who-must-not-be-named, I thought theese coffin mee-tiing. Must fly.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Co-fee mee-tiing? Please excuse. When I see She-who-must-not-be-named, I thought theese coffin mee-tiing. Must fly.Perhaps we shall have a tea party in an abandoned graveyard.
Last edited by dramasnot6; 01-10-2007 at 07:12 AM.
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I love tea.. especially peppermint tea...
As for the graveyard... why not?!?
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"I may run and hide, but I NEVER tell a lie"
Graveyard???
What will we do if the cookies start flying in the air, suddenly? Or, if the tea got poured on its own into the cups?*looking worried*
MMM...I love coffee...and cookies too. But I don't know what i'll do if they start flying. Probably try to catch them before they float away! We can't let perfectly good cookies go to waste! That's just shameful!
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~*sneaks in for cookies, since this is the only place I am allowed to eat them*~
hola amigas!
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That would be great! You wouldn't have to worry about spilling it yourself and one could make a game of catching flyijng cookies in the mouth!Graveyard???
What will we do if the cookies start flying in the air, suddenly? Or, if the tea got poured on its own into the cups?I am hoping Pendragon the vampire does not bring blood cookies though...
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Ah tea in a graveyard...! it's been a while!
you kind of cant help drinking tea in a cemetry if your tea hut is in the middle of it! Well... even the skulls on the table didnt make me flinch
(Note to everyone, i'm not crazy, just used to be an Archaeologist! well then again... you need to have some screws loose to be an archaeologist!
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W.B.Yeats
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You were an archaeologist? That is too cool Niamh!
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Most of the time you were knee deep in mud! it was good craic. I met some of the greatest friends i've ever known while digging. They were all from different countries, (well bar Malachy, hes from Offaly but now lives in scotland) which means i get to travel a bit, but i dont get to see them that often.My friend Jen had a baby in Nov and i still havent gotten over to see baby Kaia.
I worked on a site in Cavan for four weeks, and there were patches of pure smooth clay around the site. So one day, slightly board, i decided to mess around with the clay and made a little bowl. note i left it on the site over the weekend. On the monday following my site director got this phone call from the cavan county council saying that they had recieved a phone call from a farmer who had been walking his dog across our site and that he had come across what he believed to be prehistoric pottery, and had put a plastic cup over it for protection.The director laughed at me over it and took it home as a reminder.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Most of the time you were knee deep in mud! it was good craic. I met some of the greatest friends i've ever known while digging. They were all from different countries, (well bar Malachy, hes from Offaly but now lives in scotland) which means i get to travel a bit, but i dont get to see them that often.
I worked on a site in Cavan for four weeks, and there were patches of pure smooth clay around the site. So one day, slightly board, i decided to mess around with the clay and made a little bowl. note i left it on the site over the weekend. On the monday following my site director got this phone call from the cavan county council saying that they had recieved a phone call from a farmer who had been walking his dog across our site and that he had come across what he believed to be prehistoric pottery, and had put a plastic cup over it for protection.
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
A tea party in a graveyard?! This has made my day! We could party with all the dead people and dance to Danse Macabre! Gosh, I love that song, by the way! I adore ancient graveyards. Tea and a graveyard...my two favorite things! Sorry, I'm rambling...
Speaking of tea parties, my English teacher says we are going to have a "tea party" tomorrow with no tea. It's just for ettiquite practice. Girls get extra credit if they wear a hat and gloves and boys get extra credit if they wear a collared shirt and tie!
Hey, I found this brand that sells lotion and powder. It's called Laura Ashley. I really like the Norfolk Lavender powder so far. Anyone else heard of it? I highly reccomend it.
Ha ha, what an entertaining story, Niamh! Who needs clay bowls thousands of years old when you can make oe yourself!
Oh, hello, Mrs. Cranch, haven't seen you in a while! Would you like to have some tea with us living folk? How's your sister Mrs. Adams and everyone else? I hear Mr. Adams has a problem with visitors stopping by his tomb. I hear they keep waking him up. Dear, dear... they must wake up Mrs. Adams, Quincy, and Louisa Catherine as well!
Last edited by Lily Adams; 01-12-2007 at 01:56 AM.
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well if we ar going to graveyeards Ill want A3 or maybe A2 sheets of tracingpaper, charcol pencils , a note book, is this at night?? if so flashlights.... oh and dont forget the flowers it never does to upset the dead.
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Heres another one for you, and this one involves a cemetry!
I was working on a site in Mullingar in co. westmeath. it was a 14th cent cemetry situated in the town centre. My Friend Mikaela and her friend Annie were leaving the site, and seeing as i was also their house mate they let me in on their plan. on their last day they were going to bury some items in some loose soil beside one of the graves. So while nobody was looking during lunch, they snuck out on to the site, quickly burying their treasure.
After lunch we all returned to the site and returned to working on what ever we had been doing. With one look to me Mikaela indicated with her head where they had buried their items. They were hidden in the soil right beside our supervisor Ed, who i think was talking the the director Rob at the time. If i can recall both of the girls left early. Suddenly Ed spots some plastic sticking out of the little heap of soil. It was then that he realised that that little heap of soil wasn't there when we'd all gone in for break. bending down, he starts to dig at the soil, pulling out the plastic bag the girls had put there. Low and behold in the bag with some biscuits and wine gums is a huge Trowel with the words 'What ever you do, dont under excavate!' written in permenent marker. our Director Rob, who was famous on site for saying this and under excavating, amused by what the girls did brought the trowel in the the finds office and framed it in a finds tray, and placed it on the fireplace for all to see! ( He also ate all the wine gums!)
nightshade-Yes i think we should bring flowers, maybe white lilies. We could even invite a few residents to tea!
Last edited by Niamh; 01-12-2007 at 07:34 AM.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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SO what kind of archeology, is like a special period or just anything??
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