Frank, you remind me of my late Father-in-Law, in a good way. Now, it must be something to do with being an engineer, he knew some really rude songs. Not just mildly offensive, really, really rude. He used to have a good chuckle when he made me blush (and I used to work in a steelworks, some of the language there was a bit ripe).
He used to like oogling young ladies wearing things their Mums would not have approved of, he said if it was on show, it would be rude NOT to look!
Taking him around meadowhall was best. Lots of folks don't know, but Meadowhall dips down in the middle, each side away from the Oasis is uphill. In his last years he was in a wheelchair, as his knees were shot (he was on the waiting list for replacements, then went and got cancer, the silly sod), and I was often delegated to go shopping with him, as we got on very well (he used to say I was Daughter number two , which was lovely). All was well, until we got to a downhill bit, then I would be leaning back on the handles trying to stop the chair gathering speed, and he'd be waving his stick, woe betide anyone who got in the way. Uphill, I'd be properly leaning into the chair, and he'd be exhorting me to go faster. He had a naughty habit of grabbing the rim of one of the wheels to steer himself towards any young ladies he fancied, it was only down to me shouting and the quick reactions of the ladies in question jumping out of the way (literally) that he didn't end up with a lap full of lady. One memorable time she wasn't quite quick enough, and he thought all his Christmases had come at once!!
He could be a cantankerous old git, but I miss him every day.
MMP-Brilliant story! Hope you're feeling well today and have made your peace with brambles/other half...delete as required!
Frank/Dad-you're not really the Duke of Edinburgh are you? What on earth would Madge say....
Anyway-in a few years time I'm getting one of those Mobility scooters so that I can wreak havoc and revenge on all those stroppy teenagers in their hoodies....including my own!!!
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Frank/Dad-you're not really the Duke of Edinburgh are you? What on earth would Madge say....
Fairygirl/Daughter, "how did you guess", I will be parking my racing carriage and four behind your house, they should keep the lawn manured.
Mummy I was in the army and promoted to the mess at a young age, the entree to such honoured heights was to be able to sink a pint in seconds at games night and therefore drink all the young officers under the table and then sing all the dirty words to every song you ever knew. I was not a bad Tenor in my time and could also play piano so it also meant I had to empty the row of beers on top of the piano now and again so it could be filled up, I often slept under the piano for the couple of hours before being on Parade ready willing and gleaming bright as a button stick, the best engineering training you could get. Young girls are not for me Joan was older than me and I never cast an eye anywhere else, when you have the best don't spoil it and I do miss her. MY problem is one over the road casting eye's my way and she is not a widow yet and the girl who's dog I mind telling me her mother thinks I am lovely, she is a widow, I have told Duaghters to buy thannet wire and machine gun nests from Ikea as I need protection.
Crikey!! Ikea are selling machine gun nests? No wonder they're up in arms about building one in Sheffield!
Latest rant, I love kipling bags. They weigh nothing, are vertiable tardises (the plural of tardis - tardii - tardises?), they last forever, and if you get a long shoulder strap, you can get a great swing on it, I had one at college that I used for bagging seats at the back for myself & friends.
Turned on the telly to find that the Today's Special Value has sold out in the nice print that I wanted, the only colours they have left are bright Pink (not me) and White (2 kids and a dog, I think not). Pah! They also keep selling out, there are an awful lot of adverts for other shows they're using as 'fillers'. EVERYONE STOP BUYING THEM! Save some for me!
Frank/Dad-would you like a loan of my eldest daughter? She's taken up archery...
We had a laugh at work when I told them the archery class and the badminton class share the hall with the Zumba classes. First hour is Badminton , 2nd is Archery. We wondered if the people in the 2nd Zumba class were thinner than the 1st....
MMP-what's a kipling bag? Never heard of it....
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Sorry forgot to rant-been lovely here all morning while I was at work. Got home, did washing, put it out,organised canes and drawings to measure up outside...and rain started belting down...Ranty pants and angry trousers doesn't even begin to cover it!
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Mummy, did you not know that Ikea meatballs are what was left over from the Charge of the Light Brigade, the machine gun nests are to make you eat them?
Fairygirl /Daughter that sounds a great idea I could knock holes in the front and side walls so Daughter has a clear field of fire. Do the Archers practice on the Zumba class, it must be tempting all those posteriors flouncing about at high speed.
I used to do archery, it's where I met my Husband. I'm not very good, Husband a different matter, but he'd been doing it for years. Still got my bow, OH's bow case huge, but then again he's 6foot3 in his socks, even when it's taken down into 3 bits his bow's pretty big. Did you know that because an arrow flexes when in flight, it will go straight through a stab vest/flak jacket? My stepdad also used to do archery, got his old bow (it's a museum piece), he warned me never to try and put it up, he regularly used to go through the boss when he shot.
Frank, I don't do anything with beef in it, I'm allergic. As a result, none of us eat it (OH sometimes gets a steak if it's on offer and I can cope with the smell (even that sets me off!).
Blackest, it was the Today's Special Value in the blue floral print I wanted, it's sold out.
Fairygirl, have a look at the kipling bags on QVC. They are fantastic, I would never ever use a different handbag (apart from when I got married, but that's because I couldn't get an Ivory one!). I have got lots, when OH complained, I told him that when I had as many bags as he had model cars (or even model land rovers for that matter), THEN he could complain. Also told him that next time he said 'could you just put this in your bag?' handing me keys/wallet/CD front/Camera/other P.O.S the answer would be NO! They are a bit pricey, but they last forever, and the bright colours really cheer you up on a grey day, or if you're down. They can organise the most disorganised person (as I can testify), you can get loads in them, they weigh nothing, can withstand a nuclear blast (before I had them the max lifespan of a paws' handbag was 6 months), I've got some I've had for years (oldest is now 10 years!), what else can I say? They are pure genius! I've even got a few monkeys with my name on (courtesy of Ebay). They're as funky as a Mark King slap base solo!
God I feel old....MMP you lost me at 'monkeys with my name on' I have the grand total of 1 handbag. Gave the others I had to my girls so I can borrow if I need to! I use the one My ex bought me as it goes with everything and I'm not much of a 'goer outer' anywhere grand so it's very versatile. Ashamed to say I prefer to put stuff in my pockets
Frank/Dad- yes we did joke that perhaps to make it more interesting the targets could just be stuck on posteriors....
Blackest..handbags??...is there something you're not telling us..
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
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Frank, you remind me of my late Father-in-Law, in a good way. Now, it must be something to do with being an engineer, he knew some really rude songs. Not just mildly offensive, really, really rude. He used to have a good chuckle when he made me blush (and I used to work in a steelworks, some of the language there was a bit ripe).
He used to like oogling young ladies wearing things their Mums would not have approved of, he said if it was on show, it would be rude NOT to look!
Taking him around meadowhall was best. Lots of folks don't know, but Meadowhall dips down in the middle, each side away from the Oasis is uphill. In his last years he was in a wheelchair, as his knees were shot (he was on the waiting list for replacements, then went and got cancer, the silly sod), and I was often delegated to go shopping with him, as we got on very well (he used to say I was Daughter number two , which was lovely). All was well, until we got to a downhill bit, then I would be leaning back on the handles trying to stop the chair gathering speed, and he'd be waving his stick, woe betide anyone who got in the way. Uphill, I'd be properly leaning into the chair, and he'd be exhorting me to go faster. He had a naughty habit of grabbing the rim of one of the wheels to steer himself towards any young ladies he fancied, it was only down to me shouting and the quick reactions of the ladies in question jumping out of the way (literally) that he didn't end up with a lap full of lady. One memorable time she wasn't quite quick enough, and he thought all his Christmases had come at once!!
He could be a cantankerous old git, but I miss him every day.
MMP-Brilliant story! Hope you're feeling well today and have made your peace with brambles/other half...delete as required!
Frank/Dad-you're not really the Duke of Edinburgh are you? What on earth would Madge say....
Anyway-in a few years time I'm getting one of those Mobility scooters so that I can wreak havoc and revenge on all those stroppy teenagers in their hoodies....including my own!!!
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Crikey!! Ikea are selling machine gun nests? No wonder they're up in arms about building one in Sheffield!
Latest rant, I love kipling bags. They weigh nothing, are vertiable tardises (the plural of tardis - tardii - tardises?), they last forever, and if you get a long shoulder strap, you can get a great swing on it, I had one at college that I used for bagging seats at the back for myself & friends.
Turned on the telly to find that the Today's Special Value has sold out in the nice print that I wanted, the only colours they have left are bright Pink (not me) and White (2 kids and a dog, I think not). Pah! They also keep selling out, there are an awful lot of adverts for other shows they're using as 'fillers'. EVERYONE STOP BUYING THEM! Save some for me!
which one ? there are loads
http://www.qvcuk.com/CatalogSearch?cookie=set&langId=-2&storeId=10252&catalogId=10152&keyword=KIPLING+BAGS&x=0&y=6&cm_mmc=PPCFASHION-_-UK_Desk_Goo_Product_Kiplingbags_Exact-_-Kipling%20Bags-_-kipling%20bags&gclid=CLeTm-v4zLYCFfMctAodLTUAoA&viewType=gallery&pageSize=24&uattrmb=
Frank/Dad-would you like a loan of my eldest daughter? She's taken up archery...
We had a laugh at work when I told them the archery class and the badminton class share the hall with the Zumba classes. First hour is Badminton , 2nd is Archery. We wondered if the people in the 2nd Zumba class were thinner than the 1st....
MMP-what's a kipling bag? Never heard of it....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Sorry forgot to rant-been lovely here all morning while I was at work. Got home, did washing, put it out,organised canes and drawings to measure up outside...and rain started belting down...
Ranty pants and angry trousers doesn't even begin to cover it!
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Mummy, did you not know that Ikea meatballs are what was left over from the Charge of the Light Brigade, the machine gun nests are to make you eat them?
Fairygirl /Daughter that sounds a great idea I could knock holes in the front and side walls so Daughter has a clear field of fire. Do the Archers practice on the Zumba class, it must be tempting all those posteriors flouncing about at high speed.
Frank.
I used to do archery, it's where I met my Husband. I'm not very good, Husband a different matter, but he'd been doing it for years. Still got my bow, OH's bow case huge, but then again he's 6foot3 in his socks, even when it's taken down into 3 bits his bow's pretty big. Did you know that because an arrow flexes when in flight, it will go straight through a stab vest/flak jacket? My stepdad also used to do archery, got his old bow (it's a museum piece), he warned me never to try and put it up, he regularly used to go through the boss when he shot
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Frank, I don't do anything with beef in it, I'm allergic. As a result, none of us eat it (OH sometimes gets a steak if it's on offer and I can cope with the smell (even that sets me off!).
Blackest, it was the Today's Special Value in the blue floral print I wanted, it's sold out.
Fairygirl, have a look at the kipling bags on QVC. They are fantastic, I would never ever use a different handbag (apart from when I got married, but that's because I couldn't get an Ivory one!). I have got lots, when OH complained, I told him that when I had as many bags as he had model cars (or even model land rovers for that matter), THEN he could complain. Also told him that next time he said 'could you just put this in your bag?' handing me keys/wallet/CD front/Camera/other P.O.S the answer would be NO! They are a bit pricey, but they last forever, and the bright colours really cheer you up on a grey day, or if you're down. They can organise the most disorganised person (as I can testify), you can get loads in them, they weigh nothing, can withstand a nuclear blast (before I had them the max lifespan of a paws' handbag was 6 months), I've got some I've had for years (oldest is now 10 years!), what else can I say? They are pure genius! I've even got a few monkeys with my name on (courtesy of Ebay). They're as funky as a Mark King slap base solo!
God I feel old....MMP you lost me at 'monkeys with my name on'
I have the grand total of 1 handbag. Gave the others I had to my girls so I can borrow if I need to! I use the one My ex bought me as it goes with everything and I'm not much of a 'goer outer' anywhere grand so it's very versatile. Ashamed to say I prefer to put stuff in my pockets 
Frank/Dad- yes we did joke that perhaps to make it more interesting the targets could just be stuck on posteriors....
Blackest..handbags??...is there something you're not telling us..
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...