Are scribblers retarding???
Good Night Possums. x
well trying to drop to your level is very difficult for us all!! - we haven’t even got the accent right yet - some scribblers though are retarding physically - no names no packdrill and some keep flitting off to holiday destinations - I think you me and Jem are the remaining gems!! let’s retard together!
did I ever tell you the story of my drunkan Junk ride in HK harbour?
You can try too hard you know!!! if you wait long enough, natural progression will set in, followed closely by cerebral rigor mortis.
The Morlocks shall not have their way with me, damn them.
RETARDING? Interesting use of the word. Even my Wingate & Schaller 1939 version USA dictionary gives the lie to explicit explanation in the following confused entry.
“his progress was retarded by his limp”
synonyms: delay, slow down, slow up, hold back, set back, keep back, hold up, postpone, put back, detain, decelerate, put a brake on
Limp what? I hear you thinking out loud, but don’t be mislead by this unlikely definition. Retarded & Retarding are at once the same, yet different on so many levels…
Steady on chums.
Why aren’t we agonising or upgrading our deepest angst over major issues like brexit, the rise of China, Putin’s long arm, Trump’s work as the west’s village idiot, I could go on.
As you may have gathered if you’ve read this far I am in an IDLE mood, an expression my dear granny Maud reserved for me & which she reinforced by quickly touching her right ear, then right eye finally her nose,. All in one grand sweep of her hand & declaring
“Ear, Eye Nose you!”
Footnote; for the retarded or retarding (no offence intended)
TRANSLATION
“Ere I knows you”
Lovely to see you back in the fold Young Robert. X
I have no time to compose a rhyme.
I will try later when I’m feeling fine.
So many people in my home
I’m not moaning, well maybe a groan
Great to see you back in such fine scribbling form RJ.
One thing a Limpet can’t do…limp, just saying like.;-)
Scribblers are not electrically wired
They do get weary and tired
So if we’re not here, have a cold beer
We’ll scribble along when we’re required.:-)
Do write up that tale of Hong Kong Harbour when you get the time Gummy.
I am in the process of following up the old Legends of St. Brendan the Navigator, it is said that he discovered America long before Columbus did.
Also any Irish connections with Native American tribes, I shall post my findings at a later date.
A cold but beautiful day here in Dublin, I’m off to town now to meet an old workmate of mine, a Spanish chap who came here in 1960, married a Dublin girl and settled here, last time I saw him was at his wedding in 1973, plenty to yap about when we meet. I’m curious as to how he got my phone number, it’s not listed.
“I’ll raise a bunion on his Spanish onion if I catch him bending tonight” Remember that old song?
ah well done spits “are you retired?” or are “you retarded” or both?? - that’s alright never seen an exclusion rule on retards on this thread or apart from me; SP; Pugs RJ and Jem we would all go down!
Some real smashers in that lot Sweetie, I have to say that the Queen of Rumania didn’t look very Rumanian to me, I knew Mary Pickford would be there, Lillian Gish would have made the list had it not been for her eyes, she did have extra large eyes, one would be in fear of one of them popping out if one was dining with her, although some men find big eyes attractive.
Anna May Wong featured in a few of of the Charlie Chan films, a beautiful woman in my eyes.
https://i.postimg.cc/ncv6rZxt/body-Anna-May-Wong-1.jpg
Which reminds me.
Jimmy Wong and his brother Tommy Wong were driving along an Irish country road when they came to a fork in the road, they were heading for Kerry and the signpost was missing from the pole, An old farmer was sitting on his suitcase waiting for a bus and Jimmy Wong got out to ask him directions.
“Which is the road to Kerry?” asks Jimmy
“That one is the right one” says the farmer pointing to the left. “And that one leads to the cliffs” he adds pointing to the right.
Jimmy gets back into the car and says to his brother “We go right”
The headlines in the Kerry Gazette next morning read “TWO WONGS MAKE A RIGHT and topple over cliff into Sea”
Alright alright, but it’s not too bad for a makey upper on the spot.
Oh Jem I so love your humour.
Just popped in to say Goodnight Possums. X
[CENTER]The Incidence of the moving flintstone and shattering events!![/CENTER]
Women are a continuous moving feast ; an unfathomable mystery and sometimes a moment of mirth!!
Immediately to the side of our abode we have our cesspit - rural living you understand - NO mains. The area is rather pleasant ; covered with earth then green shade clothe and finally flintstones!!
many months back the lady asked her BIL he being beafy strong if he could shovel up 25 barrow loads of flintstones and dump them somewhere else. He is a dear soul and started one day - only to do one mornings work and then disappeared for several months!
at which point the grass started growing through the flintstones - quiet pretty really but not to all! - whilst I was away on other family business things shifted up a notch and when I returned I not only was presented with the current story but also the explanation.
Whilst I was absent and therefore could not be consulted [ what a shame!] said BIL was now asked to come around with his giant whipper snipper [no funny comments please] and cut down the grass. Did I forget to tell you about the huge glass sliding door that opens onto the grassed flintstone area?
he commenced snipping and of course sending flintstones flying in all directions - thank feck I wasn’t there! - several hit the glass window and shattered it ! - fortunately is has a shaded transparent film stuck on it that kept the shattered glass together - as it stands today - a request was made to the insurance people who as usual take ages to access!
back to today - said BiL soundly turned up again maybe 5mths down the track and said I’ve come to remove the flintstones again!! - well at least he made a start - I gave him a caffeine hit and a baked spud for breakie and then left him to get on with it. He has moved one third of the flint to another spot and will return until the job is finished - what is going on top of the exposed shade clothe and soil only the Lord Knows. But the wif who is away at the moment I am sure has the plans hidden away down in the cleavage!!
I got confused with all that that shite when Actresses became Actors. When exactly did this happen? it seems this predated the digital unification.
Who knows what plans the women have in store Gummy, there are ongoing mutterings between the wife and daughter of late, something is brewing with an interior decoration sniff about it, I’m bracing myself for another major upheaval any time now, hopefully whatever it is Christmas will intercede and gain me a few weeks grace.;-)
Spitty here’s a kind of an answer for your query
The Guardian’s readers’ editor addressed the same subject in 2011 about what the appropriate term is, and referred to his paper’s own style guide where the word actor is to be used “for both male and female actors; do not use actress except when in name of award, eg Oscar for best actress”. It is also the style guide’s view that “actress comes into the same category as authoress, comedienne, manageress, ‘lady doctor’, ‘male nurse’ and similar obsolete terms that date from a time when professions were largely the preserve of one sex (usually men)”
If you have any more queries, feel free to share them.
Oh Jem it gets so confusing.
As for decorating sounds like a plan.
I’m planning something too, not told my hubby yet. X