Leisurely Scribbles (part 5) (Part 1)

Thank you for that clip Jem. I really enjoyed watching how the pattern progressed from nothing into something beautiful. :smiley:

(are ear plugs neccessary to stop headaches or tinnitus or do you have to listen to the hammer beat to make sure it’s perfect!)

Years ago when I received my signet ring I went to the jewellers to choose the initials and have them put on. The chap that did it allowed me to watch him and he used a similer delicate hammer technique. It made the ring very personal to me knowing it had been done so beautifully by hand.

Now for the latest costly workout and I jest you not. It’s Whispering… yep [SIZE=“1”]whispering[/SIZE]. It’s supposed to give you a Braingasm…yep I said that as well. You whisper a specific mantra to bring attention to three different parts of the brain, ‘hrimmmmm’ for the frontal lobe and then ‘shrimmmm’ for the left hemisphere and ‘klimmmmm’ for the right…and that leaves you shrimmming with abandon. I won’t go into what you have to pay to achieve a peak Braingasm but it will cost you so I will just sit here whispering "a fool and their money are soon parted over and over again…and hope for the same result…if it doesn’t at least I got a workout from laughing.

All together now [SIZE=“1”]‘hrimmmmm’ ‘shrimmmm’ ‘klimmmmm’ [/SIZE] :-D:-D:-D

More to the point. Is your extension finished?

Hi Sweetie, yep, externally all done, just got to get it plastered now, next project extending and converting the conservatory into a large kitchen, I built the conservatory about eight years ago, selling the conservatory itself will fund the building costs.

Do I hammer in the morning?
Indeed I did Spitty, all over this land, there are few things that can’t be hammered out… eventually.;-):slight_smile:

It’s funny how hammering never bothers you when your doing it yourself, like using an electric drill, maybe one is having a “Braingasm” in the process and one doesn’t know it? :shock::wink:

Quote Solo.
“Now for the latest costly workout and I jest you not. It’s Whispering… yep whispering. It’s supposed to give you a Braingasm…yep I said that as well. You whisper a specific mantra to bring attention to three different parts of the brain, ‘hrimmmmm’ for the frontal lobe and then ‘shrimmmm’ for the left hemisphere and ‘klimmmmm’ for the right…and that leaves you shrimmming with abandon. I won’t go into what you have to pay to achieve a peak Braingasm but it will cost you so I will just sit here whispering "a fool and their money are soon parted over and over again…and hope for the same result…if it doesn’t at least I got a workout from laughing.

All together now ‘hrimmmmm’ ‘shrimmmm’ 'klimmmmm’”

:lol::lol: They’ll try anything to part you from your few bob Solo, according to the experts every pint I drank kills off so many brain cells, well I’ve been drinking pints of Guinness for over 50 years now, it’s a wonder I can muster up enough cells to sign me name at the post office every Friday to collect me pension, never mind having a “Braingasm”, experts me arse!, chancers the lot of them.:lol:

https://youtu.behttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=/10dmK7O-KSY

Couldn’t resist this about the dangers of Guinness and a possible Braingasm… :-D:-D:-D

:lol::lol: I’m glad you yielded to temptation Solo, absolutely brilliant, best good laugh I had in a long time. :wink:
I always wondered where she gets the energy from, a wise ruler you got there, she knows a good thing when she sees it, probably took a carriage load of Guinness home with her.:slight_smile:

It hasn’t stopped raining here all day and now we get a notice to boil any tap water we use, this is the second time in two weeks the water has been contaminated, all the big supermarkets have sold out of bottled water for the second time, a nice little Christmas bonus for the bottled water industry, it’s an ill wind and all that.

WOW. :slight_smile:
I will tell our friend.

Whatever happened to hot water bottles? Has central heating done away with them? But then nobody leaves the heating on all night, do they? :confused:
Back in the 1950’s every house had at least two hot water bottles, although they weren’t really bottles they were rectangular rubber things, the real bottles were brown earthenware heavy things left over from the Victorian era.
Electric blankets never caught on in my area or with anyone I knew, couldn’t afford them, besides folks couldn’t bear the thought of being electrocuted in their beds, no matter how safe they said they were they still had to be plugged into a 250V. socket to work, there were no 24V. or 18V. adapters back then to reduce the voltage and 250Vs are lethal, and I remember reading about some of them catching fire and a few lucky escapes. So it was the old reliable rubber bottle every cold night.
They worked grand, except when they leaked or your older brother hugged it to his chest all night and then in the morning when the water in it got cold it always ended up on your chest and you just flung it out on the floor in disgust, you couldn’t do that with a ceramic bottle, maybe that’s why they changed to rubber.:smiley:
I really don’t know who use either bottle or blanket these days because I’ve honestly never used any heating aids in bed since I got married, and I’ve never been in anyone else’s bed with them to find out, faithful gentleman that I am, but then the wife always said I was a hot thing, not only do I generate my own heat but she was also a beneficiary ;-):-).
Some shops still have the bottles and the blankets, I notice the blankets are powered by 70V now, the bottles are priced from €12 and the blankets from €15 upwards in Argos, €12 is a far cry from the two bob me mother paid for hers.
Anyway seems neither are safe according to these two quick clips I googled, good God what IS safe these days.

“Is an electric blanket bad for you?
First and foremost is because they are bad for your health. … In addition to these health risks, electric blankets can also be dangerous for diabetics and others who may have decreased sensitivity to heat, leading to the possibility of dangerous and painful burns… Jul 28, 2017”

“Are hot water bottles dangerous?
Every year, around 200 people are admitted to hospital with serious burns related to hot water bottles. These are not just superficial burns. Some burns can even require skin grafts and weeks of hospitalisation. … Hot water bottles seem like such a harmless thing but the dangers are very real…Jul 8, 2015”

Best thing to do to keep warm in bed this Winter in my opinion is to get a warm partner, if that’s not possible then go to bed with your dog or cat, ah but then you might catch fleas, but like I said nothing is safe.:smiley:

Oh, Jem I have hot water bottles in my cupboard.
I call them wallybottles.lol
I only ever use them if I have a tummy ache.
As for electric blankets - NO!!!

I am so hot at night, I only use a 3tog duvet in the winter.

Hope your water problem has now been sorted Jem :wink:

I definitely would not be without my rectangular rubber thing providing its dressed. :smiley:

Not that I am a prude or anything but for many reasons there is nothing worse than a NAKED hot water bottle…can’t be done with this type of nakedness…give me a fully clothed hot water bottle any time.

A hot water bottle looks and feels so much better to cuddle up with when it’s got summat on and these days a towel wrap just won’t do…it apparently has to be something more cute…like a bunny or a sloth. No seriously, animals are the in thing fashion for hotties. :smiley:

Having wondered around Primark looking for a new cover and declining the unicorn or elephant ones I chose the normal faux fur plush one in a delicate shade of exotic black, with no ears or nose to sqaush when I get too hot and chuck the thing out of bed…which you couldn’t do with the old type ones as you would have woken the whole household and the street as well. :shock:

Now those earthenware ones did get hot, they didn’t bounce and you risked breaking a toe kicking that out of bed…and worst of all they were not snuggly :-D:-D:-D

A wallybottle Sweetie?, I’ve heard of a willebottle, they used to use them in the hospitals when the toilets were way down the end of the corridor, but a wallybottle never, sounds good though, combine the two and you’d have a williewallybottle. If Benny Hill was alive he’d write a song about that, it’s right up his alley.:smiley:

If the need arose Solo I would prefer the naked rubber bottle, all these fancy bunnies, bears and elephant covers are strictly for the birds.:slight_smile:

Here’s a good old fashioned bottle, and if you read it you’ll be reassured and pleased to see its perfectly safe as “There are no knobs to break off” I’m sure many’s the plump Victorian bum was cut up by a broken stray knob in the bed until this beauty came along to save their ass, very high tech stuff back then were bottles with no knobs to break off.:slight_smile:

https://i.postimg.cc/kgGk97TT/Mecca-foot-warmer-bed-bottle-e1335194593227.jpg

I see in a news article on BBC that the journalist refers to native Hong Kong people as “Hong Kongers”, that doesn’t sound right to me somehow, it has a vulgar ring to it I think.
I was just thinking that if a person was looking for a fella from Hong Kong who had moved to London, went to his lodgings, knocked on the front door and said to the landlord “I believe you have a little Hong Konger hanging in there” :lol:

Something TessA said on another thread reminded me of this.

If you’ve ever seen the film “The Road to Wellville” you will probably remember the scene when Henry, who’s a patient at Dr, John Harvey Kellogg’s sanitarium, catches his girlfriend and another stout lady with one of the doctors indulging in a bit of hanky panky in a field.
I may have the names wrong but that’s not important.
When the girlfriend spots Henry she’d stunned and nervously says “Oh Henry!, I didn’t see you there, this is Dr. Dave, I was just massaging his colon”
To which Henry the layman replies “I’m not stupid Mary!, I know what a colon is and it don’t stick up in the air!”
I love that answer. :smiley:
Isn’t the face on Dr. Dave priceless!, as innocent looking as a baby.:smiley:

https://i.postimg.cc/9MMyKLdS/Road-to-Wellville-1994.jpg

Inclusion, the world is getting very inclusive, this is not new, any geezer who accompanied Spiity on an expedition was guaranteed a free beer.:lol::lol::lol:

Spiity, that’s a new one.:lol::lol:

Dr. Dave has got Ploppys Hat, covering his bits.:-):wink:

Dr. Dave needs to be ashamed of himself, two Birds, the wild outdoors and a “Semicolon”.:lol::lol:

My six year old grandson asked me a question out of the blue yesterday, kids often do that, catch you off guard, I was minding him for the afternoon as his mother and the wife were out shopping in town.

I was playing dominoes on the computer, while he was looking at the cartoons on the TV, gobbling a packet of jelly babies and sucking Pepsi from a can through a straw, if the women found out I had given him this junk I’d be hung, so when he finished off his snack the plan was to shift the evidence into a brown bag then into the bin before they got home, he wouldn’t tell because he knows he’d never get these forbidden goodies again if he did, he’s not stupid.
Well all of a sudden he turns to me and asks (he’s half Italian and is fluent in both Italian and English, but his accent is real city Dublin)
“Hey granda, where do yeh go when yeh die?”
I don’t know if his parents gave him any religious instruction or not, that’s none of my business, so I just said the first thing that came into my mind
“Back to were you were before you were born son”
“But I don’t remember where I was before I was born granda”
“Neither do I son”
“How do babies get born granda?”

Well that was it, time to change the subject, telling kids the facts of life ain’t my function as the fella said, Phyllis handled all that when the questions came from me own two kids, and a fine job she made of it too, whatever way she explained it it did the trick because they never asked me anything about sex since.:smiley:
“When you go home son ask your daddy about it, he’s far cleverer than I am, he fixes computers”
“OK granda, I will”

I let out a sigh of relief, but felt a bit guilty after passing the buck onto me son, but knowing him he’ll pass it on to his wife, men have been doing that since Adam, after all women were always far better at that type of thing, they still are even in this modern age bless ‘em.:slight_smile:

Here’s a real oldie, not the best of quality though.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=/umyl-wWRkJ4

Well I just got into town today
To find my girl who’s gone away
She took the Greyhound at the General Store
I searched myself I searched the town
When I finally did sit down
I find myself no wiser than before

Well I just got in from the Windy City
The Windy City is mighty pretty
But they ain’t got what you got… Spitty. ;-):slight_smile: