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« Reply #315 on: 10:34:22, 25-04-2007 » |
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Sorry to hear about the funeral, Ron, but what a wonderful way to spend the last 2 years of life.
Ain't love grand?
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« Reply #316 on: 13:54:43, 25-04-2007 » |
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"In the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is [truly] as perennial as the grass", something to live for.
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Click me -> About meor me -> my handmade storeNo, I'm not a complete idiot. I'm only a halfwit. In fact I'm actually a catfish.
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« Reply #317 on: 18:36:17, 25-04-2007 » |
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Life without Radio 3 would be too crud to handle.
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« Reply #318 on: 00:23:41, 26-04-2007 » |
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Ain't love grand?
x Jan x
Yep, it sure is. When I think that this time last year I was living a completely different life, and now I have a wonderful man... yep, it sure is.... and it hits you when you are least expecting it !! A
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« Reply #319 on: 00:25:28, 26-04-2007 » |
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92 year old who was married to a 98 year old. They were wed just under two years ago, after meeting in the very nice Retirement Home that they'd each recently retired to. They made each other very happy indeed, often even behaving rather like teenagers, if less noisy and slower. It was a great pity it couldn't have lasted longer, but while it did it filled both their lives with joy. You never know what's just round the corner....
This is exactly it Ron, opportunities arise, and they have to be grasped firmly and with courage... good for them I say, it is never too late to love, marry and share life together... life's pretty good really isn't it? A
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« Reply #320 on: 12:26:51, 26-04-2007 » |
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Unsure about the marry bit, hard to break away when new opportunities arise
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« Reply #321 on: 13:40:50, 26-04-2007 » |
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As an aspiration its great and well worth reviving, but it seems very difficult to make it fit the urban lifetsyle-the time-hallowed well-chosen rural nook seems to be the answer. I remember an early bit of reality TV following Dominic Muldowney on an Anneka-Rice-paced commission holed up in some 2 up 2 downwith the thunder of his kids' hooves competing with the tinkling of his mini-keyboard and benign but untimely enquiries from his spouse. One paradox is for the single guy to be drawn to (women) already in relationships-of course backing off rapidly as is nearly always appropiate-whereby some people, notably women,exude so much more warmth about togetherness than is generally out there, and in being that way are singularly lovely.
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'...A celebrity is someone who didn't get the attention they needed as an adult'
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« Reply #322 on: 17:49:50, 26-04-2007 » |
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My two male students told me they don't like clinging women. I think all women (most) are clinging kind because they want to create a union.
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« Reply #323 on: 18:33:57, 26-04-2007 » |
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I put it down to the way nature programmes young males; they want to sleep around which is just nature's way of ensuring that their genes are disseminated as widely as possible. Not very endearing to us girls though. As the hormonal drive diminishes they start to realize that what they really want in life is more along the lines of good food, a bit of coddling, and someone to do the housework. or depending on how you look at it.
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Click me -> About meor me -> my handmade storeNo, I'm not a complete idiot. I'm only a halfwit. In fact I'm actually a catfish.
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« Reply #324 on: 19:21:44, 26-04-2007 » |
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Maybe relationships are like buses-wrong number comes at the wrong time or (like public transport in sussex last week) changes direction on a whim. The great thing, as Alex Comfort observed back in the 70s, is to know your own mind, and likewise a2. He (there was also a mysterious She writing in this tract )also suggested, amidst the radicalism of the 60s, that partners could reaparatively 'parent' each other (this is an idea brought across from co-counselling I guess, best used sparingly?) and quoted Blake: (whom) cleaves to themselves a joy/ doth the winged life destroy (whom) catches joy as it flies/lives in eternitie's sunrise.
I'll get me coat.
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'...A celebrity is someone who didn't get the attention they needed as an adult'
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« Reply #325 on: 19:57:29, 26-04-2007 » |
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I like refined young ladies but am not worthy, may find one with a limp one day though
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« Reply #326 on: 10:04:48, 27-04-2007 » |
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It occurs to me that my melancholic take on matters conjugal (perhaps brought on by the sturm und drang of Fernando's Hideaway in Bognor) may have put a ritardando on waffling proceedings. I will shut up for a bit in the hope that waffling resumes as abnormal after the tea interval (tea at Fernando's has peculiar properties, I told them, easy on the Sanatogen Compadre but ...). I would just humbly mumble at this point that I wonder if another screenplay might be in the offing? I think There's something very Camellistically pregnant about this fermata....(?)
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'...A celebrity is someone who didn't get the attention they needed as an adult'
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« Reply #327 on: 10:24:19, 27-04-2007 » |
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Ok to start the waffling off again in its usual mindless format, here is today's dreadful joke. A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack. "Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday." Pattie looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager. Pattie explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about half an inch tall - bright pink and perfectly formed. Very confused, Pattie explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?" The bank manager looks back at her and says ....... "It's a knick-knack, Pattie Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."
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« Reply #328 on: 14:33:30, 27-04-2007 » |
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Not funny? Hmm thought not. Ok try these :-
These were taken from a newspaper article about the travel industry, and the complaints made by tourists:
"No one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled."
"We had to queue outside with no air conditioning."
"It is your duty as tour operators to advise us of noisy or unruly guests before we travel."
"I was bitten by a mosquito - no one said they could bite."
"We booked an excursion to the water park but no one told us we had to bring our swimming costumes and towels."
"The brochure stated : 'No hairdressers at the accommodation'. We're trainee hairdressers, will we be ok staying here?"
"We found the sand was not like the sand in the brochure. Your brochure shows the sand as yellow but it was white."
"I compared the size of our one-bedroom apartment to our friends' three-bedroom apartment and ours was significantly smaller."
"It took us nine hours to fly to Jamaica from England - it only took the Americans three hours."
"There were too many Spanish people. The receptionist spoke Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners."
"My fianci and I booked a twin-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the rooms that we booked."
And finally...here's what some school children wrote about the sea:
"If you are surrounded by sea you are an Island. If you don't have sea all round you, you are in continent. (Wayne age 7)
"When ships had sails, they used to use the trade winds to cross the ocean. Sometimes, when the wind didn't blow, the sailors would whistle to make the wind come. My brother said they would be better off eating beans. (William age 7) "I' m not going to write about the sea. My baby brother is always screaming and being sick, my Dad keeps shouting at my Mum, and my big sister has just got pregnant, so I can't think what to write. (Amy age 6)
"Some fish are dangerous. Jellyfish can sting. Electric eels can give you a shock. They have to live in caves under the sea where I think they have to plug themselves into chargers. (Christopher age 7)
"My uncle goes out in his boat with pots, and comes back with crabs." (Millie age 6)
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« Reply #329 on: 15:02:36, 27-04-2007 » |
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"We found the sand was not like the sand in the brochure. Your brochure shows the sand as yellow but it was white."
I think that's a legitimate complaint myself : ) Actually, it reminds me of something else; someone I know was involved with the setting up of a hotel somewhere in the midlands in Ireland; they were using standard-room designs/decor for the place, and because of this they were able to use stock photos and print out the brochures before the actual place was built at all; only in the brochure you could distinctly make out that the rooms had a sea view. Oh! Reminded of another story related to that hotel now. For their website, they wanted to do a "virtual tour" thing, where people could pan about 360-degree photos of the interior of the hotel, taken with a special camera. They were doing the dining room, I recall, and so they had the camera set up in the middle of the room. They all had to leave before activating it, reasonably enough. But the funny thing was that, in the interim between them leaving and the camera switching on, a lady who was evidently in need of going to the toilet had looked in the windows and, having spotted that nobody was there, lifted up her skirt and was relieving herself against the wall when the photograph was taken!
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