I know goats are supposed to eat anything but I think even Gascony would draw the line at a purple hat
Lifes Too Short!
Ros, goats tend not to bear grudges - they just get it out of their system straight away with a good old head butt. It does tend to clear the air - and ones head too!! Try it!
Got to practise head butts from now on! (and purchase a good pair of horns for effect!)...you goats have got it easy!
Ros...I can relate to your 'grudges' about finding it difficult speaking to 'children' that have upset yours while at school. I still feel the same way about one particular girl who bullied my Daughter consistently at school (she's 26 now) . I saw this girl in Fuengirola last year, we both recognised each other straight away but I just couldn't go up to her and say hello as she caused my Daughter so much misery!
That's purple clothes with a red hat - got 'em on order and I'm practising the spitting.Have you got your purple hat yet, Enid?
I like the end bit best
'But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.'
Great poem
re elastic. I'm sure they just renamed elastic Lycra to appeal to a wider (Ha!) market.
Whatever happened to Crimpelene? No wedding was complete without the grannies, maiden aunts in hideously coloured crimpelene two pieces which were very flammable when the drunken best man tried to light up later in the day..
I remember some "gorgeous" (so my mam thought) baby blue crimpelene bell bottoms i had at infant school. She loved them as they washed and dried really quickly, erm, that was really the only good thing you could say about them. Even at 5 year old I knew I was on dodgy ground fashion wise.
Whatever happened to Crimpelene? No wedding was complete without the grannies, maiden aunts in hideously coloured crimpelene two pieces which were very flammable when the drunken best man tried to light up later in the day..
I remember some "gorgeous"
(so my mam thought) baby blue crimpelene bell bottoms i had at infant school. She loved them as they washed and dried really quickly, erm, that was really the only good thing you could say about them. Even at 5 year old I knew I was on dodgy ground fashion wise.I am a bit of a grudge bearer, especially in serious things...but I have a way ( not totally satisfactory) of dealing with it..., My daughter and I once read a book about kids that were sent to a strict grandmother to stay for holidays , when they did not do as they were told something happenned to remind them that if they had done what granny said that would not have happened , it was called a " fairy punishment" ...so I believe in fairy punishements
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Was in Gascony last week, doing a spot of innocent grazing in the field below the house, when I bit on something hard - sadly, not a priceless Roman coin. A tooth gave way, and my smile was transformed instantly to the stuff of nightmares.
So, thinking again about this topic yesterday, whilst studying the dental surgery ceiling for the umpteenth time, for me, life's too short not to accept an anaesthetic when dental treatment's on the agenda. Dentist didn't offer one on this occasion (not my regular); several times the drill came a bit too close for comfort to a very live nerve ending, and GG came very close to hitting said ceiling.
So, thinking again about this topic yesterday, whilst studying the dental surgery ceiling for the umpteenth time, for me, life's too short not to accept an anaesthetic when dental treatment's on the agenda. Dentist didn't offer one on this occasion (not my regular); several times the drill came a bit too close for comfort to a very live nerve ending, and GG came very close to hitting said ceiling.
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be
I too had a pair of crimpelene bell bottoms - my mum tried to sell me the benefit of them never creasing.....however I was the only girl not asked to dance at the one party I wore them too!!! So she failed.
but enough talk of strange sci-fi materials, guess what's sitting on my bed now? A clue.....its pink, squishy and cost a fortune!!!
BTW - enough talk of sensible flat shoes with elastic - girls are we not the sex who can dance the night away in heels?
Remember.... Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astair did - but backwards and in high heels! (Oh I've been dying to get that quote in somewhere
)
On second thoughts I have had a number of transvestites leave me standing on the heel side of things....
Mouse
x
but enough talk of strange sci-fi materials, guess what's sitting on my bed now? A clue.....its pink, squishy and cost a fortune!!!
BTW - enough talk of sensible flat shoes with elastic - girls are we not the sex who can dance the night away in heels?
Remember.... Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astair did - but backwards and in high heels! (Oh I've been dying to get that quote in somewhere
)On second thoughts I have had a number of transvestites leave me standing on the heel side of things....
Mouse
x
One martini, two martini, three martini floor!
Something pink & squishy on your bed mouse, you should be so lucky
Oh crochet......I remember longing for a crochet hat with a large flower on it. It was being sold in Chelsea Girl (remember them?)
'Course being a child of the 70's (teenager that is) I wore some ridiculous outfits that make me blush even now thinking of them.
Mind you - it didn't get any better with the 80's!
Mouse (who still recalls wearing harem pants
)x
One martini, two martini, three martini floor!
What about Bobby socks 
, and stockings[steady on there] tights were a new found thing then.
The first time I wore stockings I thought I was the bees knees went out for the evening where there was only one toilet and realised I shouldnt have put the elastic support things OVER my knickers. The queue was horrendous when i eventually surfaced
Who else also had one of them swimsuits that had little square pouches on them that collected all the water and then proceeded to go down to your knees as you exited,
red faced from the pool
, and stockings[steady on there] tights were a new found thing then.The first time I wore stockings I thought I was the bees knees went out for the evening where there was only one toilet and realised I shouldnt have put the elastic support things OVER my knickers. The queue was horrendous when i eventually surfaced
Who else also had one of them swimsuits that had little square pouches on them that collected all the water and then proceeded to go down to your knees as you exited,
red faced
from the pool 