Me too but a shower will fix it. Been pottering outdoors, h****work during a spell of showers, more pottering, lawn mowing, dog walking and I still have to go and water all the pots and then bathe Rasta doggy cos she's been rolling and, as she's off to see the nice vet tomorrow to get a lump removed from her nose, she has to be clean. Then, maybe, dinner, shower and bed.
I do get to cuddle the dogs and pussycats occasionally and I had a satisfying weed of some bindweed, tho I know it will be back from deep down.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
I was flicking through the channels, and chanced on a football match. Everyone seemed quite excited so I stopped to see what was going on. A chap in yellow was having an exchange with the spectators. Ok, I thought, give football a chance. And then he turned away, walked a few steps and spat - yuk!. I switched off. On another thread, it was explained that when a man exerts himself in kicking a ball, he has a physical need to expectorate. I now understand that this need extends to heated discussions too. I would have found it more acceptable if he'd chucked his shoe at them a la Khrushchev. I believe they are in Russia, but if I'm wrong, I don't care.
I just want to thank all my fellow Curmudgeons, you don't know what you've done for me. This is my first year as chairorganism of the Friends of Queen's Park, it's our summer fete this Sunday, and I've necessarily been much more involved in the organisation than in past years. I've found it hugely stressful, and reading this thread each day has preserved my sanity.
hey @josusa47, that's not allowed. This thread is for moans and groans and other such curmudgeonly behaviour. We don't want folk spoiling it by saying lovely things.
Ignore Hosta! Curmudgeoning only works if it's not a permanent state of being, in which case it's just plain grumpiness. Hope the fête goes off well for you and all concerned. Have organised a few such events in my time and know ho stressful it can be.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
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I do get to cuddle the dogs and pussycats occasionally and I had a satisfying weed of some bindweed, tho I know it will be back from deep down.
And then he turned away, walked a few steps and spat - yuk!. I switched off.
On another thread, it was explained that when a man exerts himself in kicking a ball, he has a physical need to expectorate. I now understand that this need extends to heated discussions too.
I would have found it more acceptable if he'd chucked his shoe at them a la Khrushchev. I believe they are in Russia, but if I'm wrong, I don't care.
This thread is for moans and groans and other such curmudgeonly behaviour.
We don't want folk spoiling it by saying lovely things.
I hope the weather is good for you on Sunday ( make sure you have an ice -cream van on site )