From Facebook archives
28 February 2012 at 15:10 ·
Unwelcome
reassuring statements of our time #1:
"Well you should be hormonal at your age."
Sunday 28 February 2021
Saturday 27 February 2021
The Queen's English
From Facebook archives
·
Visited Ferretfingers’ college this morning where there was a poster for a meal deal in the canteen which said "select a singular piece of fruit".
Now, unless they've got some very special oranges or bananas, I think they meant "single".
Is it just me?
Or does no-one else expect an educational establishment to be able to recognise improperly used English?
Presumably the people who designed the poster are native English speakers who should at least be aware of the difference between single and singular.
Surely someone somewhere did some copy checking before printing.
Mrs Jeremy It's definitely not just you, Ben!
Mrs JFe No Ben it's not just you!. Don't even get me started on the use of
their/there and your/you're!!!
Now that's what I call a singular piece of fruit.
Thursday 25 February 2021
The Morning After
From Facebook archives and following on from yesterday's blog
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Has anyone else had vivid dreams after eating dry roast peanuts?
gunmen with bright yellow towels coming out of the house
across the road;
being counselled by someone about going into hospital for a
hysterectomy;
my sister and trying not to tell her about it;
people giving me
things;
Miss Fiddle trying to give me a tiny upholstered chair;
signing a
visitor's book;
and Sean Bean (nothing saucy).
The only thing I ate differently last night was dry roast peanuts; it was either them or the excitement of an evening out with Mrs Leftfoot.
Miss Fiddle Not Guilty M'Laud
Ms Telyn Good grief!
Following Sound Medical Advice
Back
at the end of 2012, for the sake of my mental health, my GP suggested I go out
and do things just for me that are "utterly frivolous and don't involve
you in organising anything."
Mrs Leftfoot insisted we do something every month.
This has included: quiz nights, cinema trips
(7 Billboards Outside Ebbing, Dunkirk and Darkest Hour); musical events at the
Lit & Phil and Mining Institute; “just going out for a bloody walk”; and, last
Summer, socially distanced coffee in the back-garden or either end of a park
bench.
If
we miss a month we try to have two or three in the next month to catch up.
Leading to interesting conversations like
“Is
this April or May?"
"I think we’ve done
March, so perhaps this is May.”
Sadly,
thanks to this present unpleasantness, we are currently at least nine months
behind in our outings.
Possibly even
more sadly, I’ve written Left seven times in the top of my 2021 year planner so I
can tick last year’s missed outings off as/if we start catching up on
ourselves.
·
This was February's event. Roll on March!! (We've been out together to an event nearly every month in the past seventeen. We've missed a couple and one month we did two events)
The photo is of me out with Left at a Quiz
Night in aid of LDNE at St Bernadette’s Church Hall Wallsend.
Prior to event we had this Facebook Messenger conversation
BB Did you see my email about the fundraiser on
Saturday at St Bernadettes?
Or a walk
would be good too.
LF We could do the quiz ... Would Def
be something "new" on our agenda.
BB It starts at 7pm. Shall I pick you up at 6.30ish?
LF Go on then. Is it byo?
BB No! It's RC, there's a licenced Bar.
LF Stop it!
·
Surprised to realise we're been
doing this for almost 4 years Mrs Leftfoot!
Doesn't time fly when you're having fun!
Mrs Leftfoot If it was 17 months 3 years ago doesn't that make it nearly 4 and a half years now?
Bentonbag You're the mathematician ...
Bentonbag ... and, theoretically, almost can be over as well as under.
Tuesday 23 February 2021
Tips for Husbands
From Facebook archives
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Tips for Husbands
1. When you come home and find your wife hoovering do not
comment "Oh
that's the second time that's been out this year."
2. When you come home and find your wife hoovering do not ask
"Is there
someone coming to visit?"
Either or both will engender a somewhat dusty reply, or at least a two word
seven letter one.
Mrs Leftfoot He's such a sweetie....at least he'd noticed!
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