Leisurely Scribbles (Part 2)

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Quote Spitfire: “RJ had his prepared “Was that It”
Like the time I took Phyllis to Italy to see the leaning tower of Pisa, she was disappointed and says to me “Is that all it does Jem?”

I’m getting old Gummy, getting too old and stale, and with the two most depressing months of the year, January and February, just beginning it doesn’t exactly give me encouragement nor cheer me up.
That means no shed for at least two months, far to cold and I’d have to mortgage the house to pay for the heating of same shed, anyway it would be a waste of money, me fingers are always too cold to hold anything properly so work is out of the question, pity as I have a good few jobs lined up.
It’s the inactivity after the jolly season that gets me down, as Guy Mitchel said in that old song “I Never felt more like singing the blues”.

But I suppose it’s alright for some basking in warmer climes, gawking at the leaping kangaroos and shooting wild turkeys when they feel like it. (green with envy) :smiley:

Yes RJ’s uncle Vivian, quite a Jack the lad, not forgetting his cat that he used to write about when he first arrived here, then there was his dream planet Greendor, RJ was a true English gent of the old school, a real genuine good egg, God be good to him.

Suggestions for Pug? what can one suggest?, he was always his own complete person, always willing to help others, he came and went at his leisure, had his own unique style of posting that some misunderstood and took the wrong meaning, a very talented musician, a head full of knowledge, top class heavy vehicle driver, he could back up an articulated lorry into a matchbox.
But If he’s still in the land of the living I would suggest he get himself back in harness here I miss the old chap too.
Funny enough I was thinking of him yesterday as I watched Tom Hanks in Castaway on TV, doesn’t Pug live on an Island? “Pug Island” sounds like an Enid Blyton book “Five Invade Pug Island” Blah blah… black sheep have you any wool.

It’s a long time since I heard this one, who remembers the old “Skiffle” days?

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Aww Jem, I’m sorry you feel so down…these months are the worst, but… its only 75 days until Spring! :+1:
Couldn’t you draw some designs, or do a few little things inside the house, creative-wise?
I have a day lamp (otherwise known as a S.A.D lamp) You could try one of them…it doesn’t give off heat, just helps keep the mood up through these dark dull days :smiley:

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what on earth happened to those stand alone paraffin heaters - I used to use one indoors in HK - yes it was cold in and around Jan in HK and the bloody little lectric thing stuck to the wall was ridiculous - and that was it one bloody 'lectric heater in the whole 3000 sq ft flat - there was even a special room or walk in cupboard where the ladies could hang their furs during the very wet dank months so that they wouldn’t go moldy - I kind you not - I used to hang my spare toopees in there myself!!

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No idea what they are? :woman_shrugging: I doubt they could be used indoors nowadays, due to Health & Safety and the risk of dying from fumes!

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You had Spare Toopees? when you were in HK, I dain’t have two ha’pennies to rub together!!!

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I didn’t dare ask what a toopee was either, but then I realised :joy:

I’m too young for my own good sometimes! :roll_eyes:

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Thanks for your kind words Pixie. :wink: :smiley:
Yes spring is not far off now, it was a lovely sunny clear day today, but bitterly cold.
One of my main security cameras went bang on me and I had to find the problem, so I donned a heavy jacket, ear muffs, and a pair of woollen gloves to check the outdoor wires on the camera, they were fine, it was the camera itself, it was banjaxed, it’s over twelve years old now and luckily I had a new one to replace it, all’s working perfectly again.
On my way back to the house I couldn’t believe me eyes when I saw this rose in bloom on a wild rose tree that’s mixed in with the hedging, (photo taken today at bottom of post) a good sign hopefully, anyway it was touching just to see the brave thing all on it’s own in mid Winter. :smiley:

I never have much to praise our government about but there’s one thing I’ll say without fear of contradiction from my fellow country folk, they have always looked after their pensioners over here, as soon as the gas/electric price increases were slapped on they announced that every pensioner would receive an extra €5 a week bringing the weekly fuel allowance up to €33, now they are seeking approval to give every household a payment of €100 to help with the their energy bills, add free travel on trains busses and trams, free TV licence, double weeks payment at Christmas, and more and it makes things a lot easier on old people, good on them for caring I say. :smiley:

Now now lads, no fighting over toupees, it’ll only raise your blood pressure and you’ll both end up on coot hill. :grin:

Funny you should mention toupees, I had a run in with a fella in the local a few weeks ago, his name is Percy Hayden, he’s completely bald and can never mind his own business, he’s known in the shop as Percy Coot, I’ll tell yiz what happened in a later post. :smiley:

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if ya stare at that rose for long enough it has a creepy ghost like face - anyone notice>> argghhh!!

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Yes it did look queer Gummy, the rose from hell eh? :smiley:

Going back to famous last words, I came across this little tale of an American chap. I’ll just give you the bones of it.

Andrew Shielding was a self made millionaire back in the early 1900’s, a time when being a millionaire meant being super rich, as prices are today if we’re not all millionaires in ten years time we will be very badly off indeed.
Anyway he was in the scrap metal business where he made his bundle.

He had a phobia about flies, especially blue bottles because as a child he was forced to swallow a blue bottle (with it’s wings removed first) as part of his initiation into the local gang.

Being a great lover of children he had a large family and they all gathered around his bed as he lay dying of a social disease he swears he contacted from a lavatory seat in his local watering hole, but we’ve all heard that story before, usually from politicians and clergy folk.

He was gasping for breath on his deathbed when an impatient blue bottle landed on the tip of his huge whiskey nose where there was eating and drinking in abundance to be had, he could not move a muscle himself nor did anyone try to shoo it off, as his wife leaned her ear towards him, pen and paper in hand anxious to catch his last words, he managed to haul in a great gulp of air into his lungs and belted out “For Gods sake will somebody get that f…king thing off my nose…” and with that he was gone.

True story.

I believe this song was inspired by that tale.

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February is the best month of the year Jem I’ll have you know!
In 1966 it gave the world an addition to the female species that was most erm… most… errr… ok… ordinary but it is also the month that offers the clearest view of the lighter, longer days ahead
Especially so after the 19th I’d say… :grin:
Such a special day!

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Jem me old mate ;old ocker ; old fella - I thought we’d lost ya for a moment and those tales of yore!! - and yuz tell em so well - you have a vivid mind - oh what fun we would all have sitting in ya shed with whiskey and cigars and wild wild women!!

well yesterday over here it was only 34 C which was a nice cool day. yesterday I was sitting in my puter chair and watching the cricket and havin a nogin or two when I dropped off to sleep as one does - the puter chair is an old one and rocks from side to side at times and i knew in the back of my mind that eventually what with understand the science of metal fatigue as our good mate spittie does and you with your gems of course that something could ‘go’ sometime - well it did - I came out of my sleep as the chair rocked to the left and swiftly descended to the floor- no real harm done apart from pride and a slight shoulder ache - if I were camera savvy I could show you but I am not these days - so if you could use your imagination and imagine a 'puter chair with its wheels and lower post upright or vertical shall we say and the seat and arms etc bent into a horizontal position - the dog just looked at in in bemusement - I wish I could speak dog language - he’d probably say " what the @#%ck did you do with that - fortunately I now have a replacement that was standing in the shadows and only has one arm! true story !

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happy birthday to you for feb ; happy birthday to you - mine’s tomorrow well our tomorrow you are still behind heh!!

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Gum, lets hope this chair is Harmless, and its likely you will fatigue, before this one does.

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that could be true but i do come from a long line of centurions!!

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Great to hear from you again Rhian. :smiley:

Well I suppose the end of February brings hope to us all, true enough.
Come to think about it, my one and only daughter Maria, the apple of me eye, was born in 1966, my dear Mother was born in February as was my first grandson, and what a beautiful birth stone you have for that month, the amethyst, my favourite stone. :smiley:

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I had to drop in this evening to wish you a happy birthday Gumbud, happy birthday old stag, and may you continue to have many more. :smiley:

Ah yes, seventy is the age of serenity, cool calm and collective, never worrying about the little things any more, what will be will be and there’s nothing we can do about it so why bother. :smiley:

The missus and me will be sipping with a neighbour of ours tonight, she and her fella are 50 years married and she’s throwing a big party for the triple vaccinated only, she reckons there’ll be about 25 oldies along with her family members, rock and roll will be king tonight with everyone doing the shake and vac. :smiley:

There is an old chap called Gummy
Who’s as smart as a tailors dummy
He met an old maid, by the name of Sinead
And she took him home to her Mummy.

Hammer Films were making “The Mummy” with Christopher Lee swaddled in bandages all the way through it, after they finished the final scene, the director shouted out “Alright lads, that’s a unwrap”
Lee was very relieved. :wink:

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ah to be sure to be sure to be sure as one illegal immigrant said to the other as the rowed their dinghy in the gloom - was it Ireland ;Scotland 'England or Wales the told us to head for? I tink they said were the little people wear green hats and will ask us if we have rowed from the dead sea? Ah cid the other said put the sail up again I’m done with all this rowin and don’t forget to tell em we’ve just come round from John O Groats [ god they got funny names around here to be sure to be sure to be sure.] happy birthday to all of those in january they be capricorns the sign of the goat ; the lonely goat standing on the craggy hilltop ready to defend it from all comers whatever flag they carry! He’s wandering again mother give him another nogin and tell him to shut up till the milkman cometh?

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there was an auld Jeweller called Jem
jest wanted to get back in his den
but was told the smoke from the fire
will stoke up your desire
and auld spottie will turn the hose on ya again!!

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I am watching the test matches atm - the poor brits are struggling along with all sorts of ailments - but I think the sun is getting too them to much - they are just not used to it. We have a great Indigenous bowler called Bolton who is racking em in and he’s never played much in test cricket at all. Then we have our Muslim brother who is also slaying the wickets. It’s very exciting if ya no longer a pom ?? They had to stop todays match cos they ran out of time and overs - I just don’t get it why not play on tell some one wins fgs - spottie probably knows why he spits?? - no not him - the one with the little electric bike!

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A belated nappy ewe deer to you all.

Cricket, yes, well, our lot are doing a “short well” at it, as in they are not doing “a tall well.”

I once tried to explain the rules of the game to an American who worked in the hotel where I used to stay a lot. We were standing in front of the reception desk, in full view of the breakfast crowd as I showed him various moves including spin bowling, on breaks, off breaks, fast bowling, round the wicket etcetera.
When I finished he shook his head in disbelief and said, “Two batsmen? Running in opposite directions? The game can last six days, and still end up in a draw?”

Yer, that there pink rose looks like Peppa Pig to me.

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