Karmacat: To Infinity And Beyond!

hypno06

**passes bucket**

Karmacat

**grabs bucket and runs to sweep the patio before using it**

turfy6

Hope you got to the patio before (you know). I often feel nauseous when housework needs attention.:rotfl:

redsquirrel80

Happy Housework

Karmacat

Erm, didn't do either, currently! Expecting Wol quite soon, then I've got some paid work, then I'll need a cup of tea then we'll see. I realised quite how many dirty dishes I had and I couldn't ask Wol in for a cup of tea with it looking like that, so that was the priority, that and the paperwork.

See you later - nausea notwithstanding :rotfl:

taxi73

Hope you and Wol have a lovely time putting the world to rights.

gilligansyle

Well done on the listy stuff and hope the thought of housework wasn't too much. Also boo hiss to difficult conversations. Hope fallout from the room thing wasn't too bad.

I had a phone call this morning arranging a telephone interview, and was so stressed that I cleaned the deep fat fryer and then swept the yard. Have now had the telephone interview and resisted temptation to break into nephew's E Egg by way of compensation.

I have some pesto, the red one, that was on offer last week in Mr A, must get round to using it.
Family tree stuff - my Mum was born 1935 and had TB so spent many years in a hospital in Wales, she would have been evacuated anyway. Strangely my Dad lived at the other end of town, between the docks and a railway line, with a munitions factory and gasworks nearby and was never evacuated. When she returned to Liverpool, aged 9, she couldn't read or write so was quite badly beaten by the nuns; that and the fact that she hadn't made her communion. I can just about remember my 'Nin' who was my great grandmother, so she was born 1880's. Couldn't understand a word she said though, she had such a strong Cork accent.
As you say, its the day to day stuff that is fascinating. At some point my grandparents were better off and moved to Allerton. All my aunties talk about the big house, but actually it only had 4 bedrooms, so they all still shared beds. And yet the front parlour was still kept for when the priest visited.

redsquirrel80

*waves to Wol* :hello:

Enjoy your afternoon x

Karmacat

Yep, Wol and I had a cuppa tea & she admired the new retaining wall, it was lovely, tho too short, both our wors got in the way. Nice tho.

gilligansyle wrote: »

Well done on the listy stuff and hope the thought of housework wasn't too much. Also boo hiss to difficult conversations. Hope fallout from the room thing wasn't too bad.

Well, I did what I could - I woke up *so* early this morning, I was knackered hours ago.......

I had a phone call this morning arranging a telephone interview, and was so stressed that I cleaned the deep fat fryer and then swept the yard. Have now had the telephone interview and resisted temptation to break into nephew's E Egg by way of compensation.

I hope it went well - I really don't think I'd like to be interviewed by phone. I've done it for a survey, but for a job... yikes.......

I have some pesto, the red one, that was on offer last week in Mr A, must get round to using it.

Ooh yes. Yummity yum yum

Family tree stuff - my Mum was born 1935 and had TB so spent many years in a hospital in Wales, she would have been evacuated anyway. Strangely my Dad lived at the other end of town, between the docks and a railway line, with a munitions factory and gasworks nearby and was never evacuated. When she returned to Liverpool, aged 9, she couldn't read or write so was quite badly beaten by the nuns; that and the fact that she hadn't made her communion. I can just about remember my 'Nin' who was my great grandmother, so she was born 1880's. Couldn't understand a word she said though, she had such a strong Cork accent.
As you say, its the day to day stuff that is fascinating. At some point my grandparents were better off and moved to Allerton. All my aunties talk about the big house, but actually it only had 4 bedrooms, so they all still shared beds. And yet the front parlour was still kept for when the priest visited.

So many kids were dislocated. My mum was evacuated to Hereford, then the Lake District. Your mum must have had an absolutely dreadful time, tho, between the TB and the beatings, I'm so sorry about that. Where your dad lived sounds similar to my mum - there was a railway line, with a canal bridge 250 yards away, and over the railway line was a tarworks (I lived in the same house, and even today the smell of tar is "home" to me, even tho I don't smoke!). My dad was a bit posh, tho he left school age 13 - he lived in Litherland

Karmacat

Oh, I've just seen Michael Foot has died....I've had to switch the tv over straight away tho - I can't bear to hear *any* modern politicians talking about him. He was a bit mad, old Michael, but he could be trusted absolutely. A sad day.