Tag Archives: humour

I have a cunning planner

You’re meant to plan your life, these days.  I know this because there was this inspirational couple (who were very inspiring because they’d lost weight and she’d had her teeth fixed, so they started lecturing, as you do) who issued … Continue reading

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The seven signs of ageing

Eagle-eyed readers may have spotted that I visited this topic previously many years ago.  As this blog has been going so very long, there is a possibility I was a mere child in my fifties when I did the writing.  … Continue reading

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The dangers of the free emission of flatus, and the subsequent effect on the ego.

Boris Noris, stupid boyHad habits you could not enjoy.His table manners were not greatHe let you watch him masticate.He licked his knife, he sucked his forkAnd, as he ate, he always talked. He was a windy child and grewAnd as … Continue reading

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Stupidity in the older woman (localised).

I am part of a Covid study from a London University, which is being done quite scientifically apart from not taking into account the Stupidity of the Older Woman.  This could also encompass the Stupidity of the Older Man for … Continue reading

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Room 101

When my last laptop died it took with it a lot of photographs, some of which were of my old school.  These were garnered on a trip back to school organised by old classmates.  Not everyone was able to go, … Continue reading

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Recycled joy.

The pandemic has thrown up some strange anomalies. One is the requirement to make a booking to throw rubbish away. Our local tip, manned by binmen, or, to put it in modern, our recycling facility, assisted by colleagues, lies at … Continue reading

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Lurve and that.

The festival of St Valentine almost certainly had nothing at all to do with love.  It is a late adaptation of the pagan festival of Lupercalia in which half-clad, quarter-clad or not clad at all young men ran round Rome … Continue reading

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Recipes for difficult relatives.

Here we are in February, March is next (all the news, here, first.) For some of us this means that we have been shut indoors for a year with our relatives.  How enchantingly easy has that been?  The joy of … Continue reading

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The Gratitude List 2.

It was lovely to hear from Shirley, whose relatives used to splurge out on socks and gloves,  but decided this year, due to the current circumstances, to make the heart wrenching decision to downgrade from socks to soap. What sort … Continue reading

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Class of 2020 End of Year exam.

Settle down, settle down.  No talking at the back there.  Now everyone is just as keen as you are to graduate to 2021, but first there is the small matter of the year end exam before you can go.  We’ll … Continue reading

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