Hey RB missed you being about. Something about baked goods I believe. Good to see you back.
Crack me up??? Wreck my nerves. Today I went to the loo having done the "labtests" and proofed the kitchen. All secure.
Heard a crash and by the time I got to the kitchen they had eaten all the jam from the smashed jam jar! I am watching closely for signs of death throes!
I've come in from the garden to cool off in more ways than one. All I can hear is some moronic troglodyte yelling at a small child using language that would make a sailor blush.
Like most folk I occasionally drop a bleep here and there but I have never sworn at my children, I felt sickened when I heard this idiot screaming out.
I didn't know adults swore until I was about twelve! A wee drunk man swore on the bus. He was absolutely legless and even then he had it in him to apologise to me because he hadn't seen me. Things have changed.
My parents never swore and if us children attempted to we would get a smack on the back of the legs, although I did once try to outdo my mother by quoting a poem back at her . It went... "bloody's in the bible, bloody's in the book, if you don't believe me, take a bloody look!!"...... It didn't work and I still got the slap .
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WOW! He's a beaut leadfarmer...But can he open tins?
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Hey RB missed you being about. Something about baked goods I believe. Good to see you back.
Crack me up??? Wreck my nerves. Today I went to the loo having done the "labtests" and proofed the kitchen. All secure.
Heard a crash and by the time I got to the kitchen they had eaten all the jam from the smashed jam jar! I am watching closely for signs of death throes!
If you're bored Verdun, let's talk religion
, failing that my use of abbreviated words might rile you 
That's good Verdun. My mother always use to say only boring people get bored, and somehow I don't think that could describe you
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RANT TIME!
I've come in from the garden to cool off in more ways than one. All I can hear is some moronic troglodyte yelling at a small child using language that would make a sailor blush.
Like most folk I occasionally drop a bleep here and there but I have never sworn at my children, I felt sickened when I heard this idiot screaming out.
Bad parent.
Poor child.
Rant over, back to mild mannered kitty again.
I didn't know adults swore until I was about twelve! A wee drunk man swore on the bus. He was absolutely legless and even then he had it in him to apologise to me because he hadn't seen me. Things have changed.
My parents never swore and if us children attempted to we would get a smack on the back of the legs, although I did once try to outdo my mother by quoting a poem back at her . It went... "bloody's in the bible, bloody's in the book, if you don't believe me, take a bloody look!!"...... It didn't work and I still got the slap
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