its pretty quiet in chat atm so its not automatically sending you to server 3 all the time... I went straight into server 1 - 3 out of 4 times
thebrummies spot the bathroom door...
Mrs B: "oohhh... new bathroom, shall we investigate?"
Mr B: "Do I really have a choice? You're going to look whatever I say!"
Mrs B doesn't answer... she is, as predicted, already opening the bathroom door and peering in...
Mrs B: "Its like the TARDIS in here! Only looks small from the outside, but its got half a dozen people in here, a HUGE bath, ooohhh looks like the bath has jacuzzi jets too... "
theres a pause whilst Mr B attempts to get around Mrs B and take a look for himself...
Mrs B: "Doughnuts! Chocolate eclairs... oooh... lots of cakes... someone spilt some vodka too... hey they're serving the drinks through sponges, hmmmm... "
Mrs B suddenly backs out...
Mr B: "Whats wrong??"
Mrs B: "I can't go in there... I'd never come out!!!"
The cats squashed! :shock:
getting older....
who?
me?
nooooo.....
I simply find denial works best...
Although one major advantage is I care a hell of a lot less about what others think now than I did as a teen and in my early 20's... therefore I enjoy life a LOT more... :P
We have 7 cats, they can come and go as they please through a cat-flap and are all wanderers who simply use us to prvide heat and food... ahhh but we love 'em!
It seems since New Year 2000 that its become a thing to have fireworks on New Years eve... as pointed out for pet owners this means having to stay in to keep your pet company and reassure them that the world isn't about to crash down upon them, for us it simply means making sure all the cats are in the house, they don't get bothered by them most of the time, unless its the huge noisy rockets, but again if they're inside with us they just curl up a little closer than normal.
I don't overly mind... I love fireworks, and I chose to have the responsibility and therefore sometimes constraint of owning a pet... BUT I do hate the fact that it now seems that we get no peace from about 3 weeks before bonfire night until about a week after New Year... nearly 3 months out of every year where if we had a nervous pet that needed sedation we would have to stay at home and have that medicine on hand? Grrrrr... inconsiderate and un-needed...
The two weeks surrounding bonfire night and then New Years is enough... I'd support a white paper making it illegal to set fireworks off outside of these dates!
there is a scheme called "Fastest" which run clinic in many towns and cities... they do a complete and thorough screening without you needing to go to an official GUM clinic, this is done without the need for a name and address...
Its run by the Terrence Higgins Trust and offers all the couselling etc you get from any GUM clinic, they are seeing more and more people coming to them for privacy reasons and state categorically that they will not share any information about you with anyone without your express permission.
I remember my son in Year 2 at school, age 6 doing his first big history project about the victorians, he was really enjoying learning about how different life was especially for children, I was telling him a little about my own childhood, emphasizing the differences in just a single generation, no mobile phones, the old Amstrad cassette computers, sinclair, spaghetti junction being opened (we live next to it), the corkscrew at Alton Towers being one of the most terrifying white-knuckle rides in Europe and being one of the first to go on it... etc... etc...
He listened avidly, then asked:
"So did you ever get to meet Queen Victoria then Mummy?"
I pointed out that Queen Victoria had died in 1901 only to hear the reply:
"Were you still a little girl then?"
... and I simply couldn't answer... suddenly seeing myself through my 6 year olds eyes as an "old person"
:shock:
Woohoooo!!!
Mr B would like to point out that Mrs B has a near phobia about snow, so for her to be saying "hey I'd love to go!!" is pretty amazing!
Mr B believes everyone will recognise Mrs B as she'll be the one stepping around and actually trying to avoid the snow!
I can't see myself being upset at anything tbh... I mean, if someone simply ISN'T turned on by the fact that I'm white, or a brunette, or not a size 6 then why waste my time responding to them?
I'd rather know if I'm simply looking for a "play-mate"... on the other hand, if someone purposefully ignored me in a general chat room where everyone was having a laugh etc simply because I have brown eyes THEN I'd be upset!
ooohh.... we'd love to come... :bounce:
Ummm... I lurrve my slippers... the old-style tartan mens ones £3 from ASDA! (and its MRS B saying this!!!)
You know you are getting old though when...
You may have heard the rumor that life begins at fifty. Maybe it's true but everything else starts to wear out, fall out, or spread out.
There are three signs of old age. The first is your loss of memory. And I can’t remember the other two.
Middle age is when work is a lot less fun--and fun is a lot more work.
Statistics show that at the age of seventy, there are five women to every man. Isn't that unfortunately a little late for a guy to get those odds?
You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along.
You know you're getting on in years when the girls at the office start confiding in you.
Middle age is when it takes longer to rest than to get tired.
Going bra-less pulls all the wrinkles out of your face.
By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere.
Middle age is when you have stopped growing at both ends, and have begun to grow in the middle.
You know you're into middle age when you realize that caution is the only thing you care to exercise.
When you are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.
Doctor to patient: I have good news and bad news: the good news is that you are not a hypochondriac.
It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.
When you lean over to pick something up off the floor, you ask yourself if there is anything else you need to do while you are down there.
You find yourself in the middle of the stairway, and you can't remember if you were downstairs going up or upstairs going down.
Your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and make love," and you answer, "Honey, I can't do both!"
You're getting old when you wake up with that morning-after feeling, and you didn't do anything the night before.
When an "all nighter" means not getting up to pee!
"Getting a little action" means I don't need to take any fiber today.
"Getting lucky" means you find your car in the parking lot.
A sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker opens the garage door.
Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot.
You're getting old when you're sitting in a rocker and you can't get it started
New eye-test unveiled at Specsavers!
hiya
just bin told about this by MrsB
sounds good to me
I've actually been told off by friends because I haven't answered my phone! Then the look on their faces when i say "I left it at home, didn't even think about it, sorry"... absolute astonishment, they can't believe I can leave the house without my mobile!!
One point though, when I told my sons school that I didn't want them to have my mobile number, they weren't happy... I was told that I was almost negligent towards my childs safety... what if he became ill, had an accident? My reply... you have my home number, my works number, his dads work number, my neighbours number and their work numbers, in fact my next door neighbour works at the school, if you can't cope with my son if he has an accident then I'm not sure I'm happy with you having him at all! FFS, what did people do only 10-20 years ago without them!