I would wish a system to be put in place, that Men are banned for at least two days each week from interfering, meaning interfering… plain simple fullstop. definition examples
you’ve done a lot of interfering for someone who believes in free will.
Interfering with how I spend your money…cheeky fella.
interfering in conversation I might be having with my Beauty Team…cut backs you said…OMG
Interfering with my chosen menu of the day…closest way to the to a near death experience.
Well I’m doing my bit to set an example, Dianne, I haven’t interfered in any aspects of a woman’s life for many a year now. And that is bringing as much joy to me as it is to them.
Why can’t it count, and why do you call it an opinion?
I have lived with a female under my roof -although, technically, it was half her roof- and I am now living without a female under my roof. We interfered in each other’s lives; to the detriment of us both. I am no longer interfering in any woman’s life, and I really wouldn’t want to go back to it. That’s how I feel, it isn’t an opinion.
Can I have that in proper writing without your teacher or a helper… in France that means at least triplicate copies, individually with proof of your signature, dated and place written of course…cheers Fella:surprised:
p.s negotiations are still possible, for some amicable agreement, on the words opinion versus facts
excuse me Fella…suck it up…what kind of language is that…I am aware that I am not anything like a Lady Dianne, but there surely should be some etiquette to this opinion of yours.p.s. my vacuum sucks things up but it is not an IT so cannot be that…mmmm oh well sure you can figure an honest response.
Yours Truly,
Mrs Dianne Alwaysright
It is intensely irritating language, as I have already told my very dear friend. But she insists on continuing to use it, so we are stuck with it for the time being.
It is my attitude, not my opinion, and it doesn’t come with etiquette.
The only way to prevent people from interfering is to go it alone. Be free and answerable to no one. Be like the wind, swirling in an out of nooks and crannies unfettered. Be like the birds, flying from tree to tree as the fancy takes them. Be like a will-o-the-wisp flitting hither, thither and yon, like a half seen puff of mist. Be like me, DianneWoolie, be like me.
I come from a place far, far away. From a place where hopes and dreams grow like delicate little flowers in the plant pots of our being. A place where only the pure can thrive; a place of…
Think this fella is lining up for his poetry classes or joining Autumn Watch also Gardener’s World… maybe all three at once…He is deflecting from his Opinions, that’s the truth…Frightened of the fairer sex…I have a fish called Lonesome and see him as a lonesome fish…mmm same with you then…must not start to feel sorry for yer Fella…
yes, influenced certainly a yes, we have tried to carefully integrate him with some tiddlers, as we have loads in the mating pond…tiddlers, familiar kind of everyday word here, but Lonesome does not get it…food for thought…he eats them whole…so he is still full from the last floozy …can see even more how like you he seems to be…it is all a tad of a fishy tale now…and confusing…when do we get married?
I was thinking of the eve of The Feast of Feathery Things, or is that too soon. Please say it isn’t, for I have waited long enough, and I fear I cannot contain my urgent passions any longer. I fear I will burst under their force, and I fear you would not like me when I am burst.
