Lampreys, crackers and junk mail!

1 December 2012

I hope you all opened your choc-choc advent calendar this morning.  Just 24 days now to the big day.  Mind you, Jan and I have already had our Crimble presi in the shape of Pip-Pup.  And what a little cracker she is turning into too.

This morning we headed off to town and Jan carried Pip well wrapped up and inside her coat.  As usual with suck small puppies she became a fuss magnet with folks queuing up to give her a stroke and fuss.  Jan missed a border collie pup the same age as Pip by being taken up with fusses and buying a few bits for her off the pet stall on the market.  I managed to get a fuss though ;-)))

On the way home we stopped off at the Anchor found out that Pip was allowed in, so we dropped in for a warm and a pint.  So that is now decided, it's the Anchor on our way home from now on! 

Now then ... Dorktown Telegraph day today; on the front page is the headline, "Council's Gone Christmas Crackers!"  This is referring to the cheap cards being produced in house for a councillor from Bed'th of course ( as I reported yesterday), but also to free panto tickets and free refreshments too.  And don't forget, while this going on the same council is making huge cuts on its services.   

This story shares the front page with a disturbing report of a man who kidnapped and raped a 11 year old boy on Halloween night.  We don't normally take any part in Halloween but on the odd occasion we have we usually look to see if there is an adult with the child/children; no adult - they get sent away.  Even so, that boy should have been safe; it's so sad that kids are nbot really safe when they put alone.

I have just wasted an opportunity, damn!!!  Mail order company Premier Man phone wanting to speak to Ron Clark.  I said what for and when told I said, "Thank you," and hung up.  What I should do is to call out for Ron to come to phone' let them know he was on the way and put the phone down and let them wait for as long as it takes for them realise they were wasting their time and hang up.  I shall try to remember it for next time.  Along similar lines ...

Are you as fed up with junk mail through your letter box as I am?  Well, what I started to do with it was to keep it to one side and when there was plenty of it I would open it all.  Then I would put all one companies bits - missus my details - into another companies envelope and so on.  Then the whole lot went into the post.  I urged a lot of others tod likewise.  It seems they didn't like that and no longer included postage paid envelopes ... bloody spoil sports ;-)))       

Two dates from history for today; now don't get upset by it - you know you'll sleep better tonight knowing about these two events ;-)))  So, in 1135 Henry I died from a surfeit of lampreys - whatever that means!  The event is indeed a black day for Britain; the two tunnels under the Dover Straights met at the middle.  Oh the shame of it!  We actually helped dig that stupid hole.  I wish someone would fill back in!

Today's photo then ... 

Belfast wheel.  I liked the mix of the wheel's straight lines and the natural shapes of the branches and twigs behind it.

And today's funny is another good one ...

 Two old ladies are outside their nursing home, having a drink and a smoke, when it starts to rain. One of the old ladies pulls out a condom, cuts off the end, puts it over her cigarette, and continues smoking.
Maude: What in the hell is that?
Mabel: A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet.
Maude: Where did you get it?
Mabel: You can get them at any drugstore.
The next day, Maude hobbles herself into the local drugstore and announces to the pharmacist that she wants a box of condoms.
The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looks at her kind of strange (she is after all, over 80 years of age), but very delicately asks what brand of condom she prefers.
"Doesn't matter Sonny, as long as it fits on a Camel."
The pharmacist fainted.