the urine in the car thing, it was condoms, not milk containers;- illegal immigrants use the imported cars as a way in,
Fantastic banner photo – b&w above ground and a colour reflection – v. snazzy
early evening weather: 25C, thunder, torrents of rain = muggy = time for a beer. Mine’s a Peroni from the fridge *glug*
Wow, Emms, why does The G never have clarifications like that?
I’ve just seen four little deer lolloping along through a field outside Kirkcaldy. Nice… 🙂
There’s snow on them thar hills…
And RIP Martin McGuiness…
Like me, the day is bright, sunny and cool.
Today I shall mostly be buried in that classic self-help book: “Idle thoughts of an idle fellow.”
One of the oddest sights was McGuiness and Paisley joking and laughing together in Stormont like a couple of errant schoolboys.
A Glasgow girl calls her dad to tell him it’s bucketing down & to ask if she could get a lift home.
“Where are you ringing from?” he asks.
“From ma coat right through to ma knickers,” she replies.
Killer gag, Xen. It’s deaded the thread.
In 1904 it was reported that an unidentified dead body had been found on a lane to the village:
“There should be no difficulty in establishing the identity of the man, he having his right foot amputated…”
Anyone on kizbot’s blog? I have posted a couple of lemony desserts there.
Morning, snowed last night.
Cool banner, Bill.
I can’t tell if it’s a reflection or a pavement drawing.
Hail here today, Inty.
H & I did baking yesterday: Well, I did baking*, H did throwing stuff all over the place and burning it. Still, it made her happy (although she won’t eat any more of her burnt offerings).
It’s quite good, this having-ingredients-in-the-house thing. G made two different pots of pesto to stick in the freezer.
*Rather nice dobcha know. Breakfast bars with apricots, brazil nuts, oats, that kinda thing.
Parents’ evening tonight.
I’m sure it’ll be the same as previously. Would be surprised at anything else.
H wants to attend but we need a few moments alone, then she can come in.
Anyone seen a right foot anywhere? I’m sure I left it *just there*.
“McGuiness and Paisley joking and laughing together”
Hence the nickname The Chuckle Brothers. Surprised teacher didn’t separate them.
Pretty sure deer don’t “lollop”.
*extracts fings from fridge*
*places fings in bed*
And my work here is done.
parents night sleeps…I remember those…
Dreaded by teachers.
Fat bro used to tell his teachers that OG was mums live-in lover for a laugh.
I remember one miserable English (the course, not the nationality) teacher, when the darling was in Grade XII, when she had A’s and B’s in everything and was on assorted teams and volunteer coaching etc etc (and respected and well liked by teachers and staff for her efforts)
…saying she wasn’t going to get everything her just because she was pretty.
I was shocked speechless, what a thing to say! She was a very unhappy woman who took it out on the kids.
I was President of the Parent Council back then, there were complaints about her to us, because the school had it’s hands tied due to the incredibly powerful teachers union here in B.C.
Same teacher told middle son he wouldn’t pass English IX two years before (he was busy ski training with permission of the principal and other teachers) and missed about two weeks of classes, which he made up.
He got the highest mark in the class on the Provincial exam…made her read his mark out loud, which took some nerve.
Someone in the wrong job.
No teachers standards/governing body to report to?
Nope. The BCTF / BC Teachers Federation is one of the most powerful unions in the country. Do not tolerate any critique of their members.
Aided in their power by the currently opposition NDP (New Democratic Party) – what you would consider Labour, only more extreme, when they were in power back in the ’80’s.
No wonder BC votes Liberal, the provincial NDP here are a nightmare.
btw, same names, but neither Liberal nor NDP have any affiliation with the federal parties, similar stances on stuff, but provs and feds are separate beasts.
Huh. We have these guys, here. http://www.gtce.org.uk/
In a garden today , where a small pond was filled in last year, i noticed 33* lots of frog spawn, all within a metre of where the pond used to be, Mostly on the grass, some in flower beds.
– it’s now just a weeded patch, hasnt been seeded with grass.
So the frogs must come to their place of birth to lay eggs, rather than just use any old bit of water.
Must have a memory, or a homing instinct !
* had a bit of time on my hands so counted them.
Might have posted this before
meant to tell you, the darling and sil bought a house…today is move in day!
looks rather good, – he does chuck loadsa salt in tho.
that guy eating the spawn, euch, there must be dozens of diseases and parasites he could pick up from that !
beginning to wonder if i’m a hygiene freak, always carry a bottle of surgical spirit in my bag.
Yay to new housey!
Skinny bro has some very strange friends, emms.
I usually have a small bottle of alcorub in my jacket pocket, but a healthy awareness of hygiene sounds like a good idea given some of the jobs you do…
well it’s new to them…I think it was built in the ’60’s but checked out with the house inspector and the mr…
I have alcorub on my desk, not a fanatic, but the papers that cross my desk can be germy…things with Her Maj on them in different colours…
i’m back on gardening now, should be till autumn, but you never know,
so no more indoor nasties, just healthy outdoor dirt, etc.
only leaf blowing wit the trusty stihl blower, to do at the mo, and not many of them – easy life !
I put a £12 pair of ear defenders on the account today, contrary to instructions,
that’ll teach him to charge me £135 for a wing mirror that can be had for half that. 🙂
Gawd, I used to have to count those things, inty. Germ central, with added coke. Figured that the old thumb lick would help not just to enable counting but build up the old immune system.
Pleased to hear (fnar!) that, emms. widdle filled condominiums in the summer sound most unsavoury…
Don’t blame you on the ear defenders front. Twat boss does have a legal obligation to provide correct PPE, wing mirror or no.
At least he has the sense to invest in some quality kit with your stihl!
…and urine (sorry to be gross but what you mentioned is one of the two most found substances with this on bills from the south of us)…yep, got to have something to do with building up the immunities…
How do you wee in a condom?
Hand gel a must*, always carry a bottle or 2.
Happy moving day to the darling and family, Inty. Sunshine and dil elect should get their keys soon (3 weeks or so I think). 🙂
*This is not an answer to the above question.
Probably pretty easy for a bloke, 51. They expand really well and can be used as water carriers.
Or you can out them on your head and blow them up.
Aye, inty. Why don’t people wash their frigging hands properly?
Back when I would frequent nightclubs sometimes, I was often the git in the queue who would loudly make a comment when folk didn’t wash their hands.
Hope darling and family’s move is going well, Inty.
Emms, that sounds great after the horror stories of some of your jobs. Spring and summer in the great outdoors.
51, I don’t know about that, but I do know about counting $$$…
I don’t know the answer to that one either justa, best way to prevent infection , washing hands
I think so clocks, except it’s raining lower down where their new abode is…I’m going there tomorrow, taking some bubbly and a plant 🙂
the mr and I are buying them a freezer (we didn’t help out with the house payment, that was all them, although there is a mortgage, but very doable)
You need a freezer in Canuckia?
Aaargh, parents evenings
Been on the other side, as a teacher at a prestigious school giving after school English classes. Some very difficult parents.
Mum (dripping in gold): So I don’t understand, why is my son not getting good marks? We pay all this money for classes here.
Me: Well, he rarely brings his books to class and he never does his homework. So he isn’t keeping up with the other students in the class.
Mum: Well, why are you not making sure he brings his books and does his homework? It’s your job to tell him.
Me: I do tell him. And I’ve also sent messages to you letting you know the problem.
Mum: But you need to make sure he brings his books.
Don’t get me started on crappy parents, clocks…
Parents of a boy, age 9, who couldn’t sit still, was disruptive running around telling jokes, messing around. If I asked him to sit down he would sit under a table and start drawing (he was very good at drawing). I repeatedly asked to see his parents but they never arranged to come in. In the end I used to just let him sit and draw, so that we could get on with the class. He was a lovely boy really but a nightmare to have in class.
At the end of the year they came in for parents evening. I didn’t really know what to say because he hadn’t really taken part in the classes. Then they told me that he had been diagnosed with ADHD the year before but they didn’t want to tell me because they didn’t want me to treat him any differently! FFS!
haha justa, if you let the food sit outside in the snow the wild things will come along and cart it away, and then return to your place because it provides free food…also, summers are hot so not a good time to leave food outside, lol
that being said…it’s snowing again…
yes clocks, some parents…when I was teaching skiing it was all about “we are paying this much and he / she is not a world class racer yet?”
sometimes the poor kids were the least athletic, or just plain didn’t like skiing or the cold…poor little beggars…
One mother used to pick her kids up from Brownies, claiming she couldn’t afford it (50p!) while puffing away on a fag.
Four girls (they said they couldn’t afford) came through our pack until a boy was born. They had plenty of money, just not for mere girls. Really felt for those girls. Came close to decking mum once, but that’s another story.
The Chosen Son was actually wanted…to take over the family business.
Bet you’ve seen some bollocks on forms when taking kids on trips as well, gals!
I’ve seen some bollocks, Justa …. 😉
Didn’t get old job back. I seem to be regarded as good enough to do it for 18 months as a temp, but not to get it properly. I desperately need some security in my life, but no-one will give me the chance of any.
Pa is doing OK, on intravenous meds to get the oedema down. Have spoken to him on the phone.
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