My ex was once setting up a watering system for our livestock and in all seriousness he unrolled a garden hose and asked me, "How far do you think this fifty foot hose will go?". Just a guess, but I'm thinking fifty feet.
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Metacomet soil with hints of Woodbridge and Pillsbury
My wife often reminds me of the time when we were delayed on the train on our way to Gatwick Airport. I was frustrated with the crowds at the airport, and the fact that we might miss our plane.
I ran across the concourse, with suitcases in tow, shouting "Out of my way, I have a plane to catch!"
About twenty years ago when slogan competitions were very popular we won a box of cat goodies from Pedigree Petfoods. There was a tube of what I took to be cat treats so put a small handful in the bowl for Fitz. She wolfed them down. It was only when she started dribbling profusely, wailing and bouncing off the walls that I read the dosage advice ‘No more than two energy tablets a day’. The prize cost £68 in vet’s bills.
Last year a friend sent me a nice ceramic bon-bon dish in the shape of a Christmas tree. After Christmas I put it away safely in a drawer. I noted that it was there throughout the year as I went in that drawer; it's where I keep the cards I buy so I always have some handy for birthdays etc.
Of course you've guessed by now - when I came to use it to put some Christmas sweets in this year - the dish was no longer there. Am I such an eedjit that I would remove it to put it somewhere else and forget that I had done that? It has been known.
I’m certainly feeling like an eejit this evening. We stopped briefly at Waitrose this morning, I bought some bacon and bread, and swore to OH that there was still a bag of pigs in blankets in the freezer. Got home to discover that they’ve all gone. Why didn’t I just buy some sausages while I was standing by the cabinet looking at them? And why didn’t I buy some milk? Only one pint left in the fridge. Will have to do another run to the shops over the weekend. Really cross with myself.
@clematisdorset I have to say that your awful tale did make me laugh - sorry but it did rather remind me of a somewhat similar experience I suffered some 50 years ago. I attended one of my father's Mason do's and wore a posh long frock. At some point, I went for a pee , came back to the ballroom, was asked for a dance and was happily waltzing around until a kind lady tapped me on the shoulder and gently pointed out that my frock was caught up at the back in my knickers - red face doesn't fully describe it. No more balls or long frocks for me ever since
Have to agree about "safe places" - never known it to work yet
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I ran across the concourse, with suitcases in tow, shouting "Out of my way, I have a plane to catch!"
I remind my wife that we did catch the plane.
There was laughter from my wife, because we had packed a day's clothing for both of us in the rucksack, the rest in the suitcase.
The question of "are these yours?" about various items of ladies underwear, caused merriment from other passengers, and embarrassment to me.
Of course you've guessed by now - when I came to use it to put some Christmas sweets in this year - the dish was no longer there. Am I such an eedjit that I would remove it to put it somewhere else and forget that I had done that? It has been known.
Have to agree about "safe places" - never known it to work yet