The Garden Fence - help and support in tough times

ivyleaf

Well, we forgot to shop for humane traps today anyway!

They always used to say that talking to oneself was the first sign of madness; no, I now realise it's talking to the sheet you've taken out of the dryer and telling it off for rolling itself up into a bundle
(Also, of course, talking to oneself is often the only way to have an interesting conversation....especially when the football's on one channel and Wimbledon is on the other....)

burtha

Ivyleaf , it only madness when the sheet answers back
I just talk to the dogs , it sometimes the only thing that pays any attention ....

Shattered , worked" real "job till 2 30 , collected kids ,fed them including dgd who just popped in ...having a sneaky 5 min sit before club time at 7 30 , bingo and football tonight .... yeah lol

Hard_Up_Hester

I talk to my tropical fish, they don't answer back.

I've just realised that the weekend after next I'm looking after 4 DGC and a dog, hubby is going to Silverstone with son in law, this leaves DD in need of childcare for both her jobs!

monnagran

Crumbs Hester. Your weekend sounds like "One man went to mow".
I mean the version that goes, "one man and his dog and a bottle of pop and a sausage roll went to mow a meadow." Do you get mixed up with all the children in your life and forget which one is which?
I only had two but frequently tried both names before hitting on the right one. They said that they didn't mind that but objected to being called by the dog's name.
I think you are an angel, by the way. Not to mention a flippin' marvel.

Sorry, I have been reading when I can but can't remember a thing. It's the dementia y'know.
Tomorrow DIL comes back although still waiting for results of her DM's hospital tests. Also tomorrow is Pickle's nursery day.:T:T:T:T:T

Peeeaaacee and quiiiieeeettt.:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

x

milasavesmoney

My grandmother had 10 children. She would go out on the front porch and start hollering their names and then continue with a bunch of names not in the family. Mom said when she did this, they knew to all come running as it meant she was irked about something.

Monna and Hester I'm conferring :A status to you both!

ivyleaf

mila I love your grandmother's way of warning the kids she wasn't happy

burtha busy day ahead for you then :eek:

monnagran I remember singing that version of One Man Went to Mow on the coach, on a Sunday School outing to the IOW :j I wonder if it's a South Hants version

Well, it seems the morning is set to be dry here so maybe I'll get to hang the washing on the line for about the 4th time this year

mardatha

I was recently digging around in Scotlands People website and discovered that my granny had 10 children in a two-room miners cottage, one privvy for every 5 homes and one washhouse for every ten homes. I cannot get my head around how she could have coped. Now I know why my mum never spoke about her childhood.

monnagran

Thanks muchly Mila. I'm off to buy a tin of Brasso to keep my halo glittering.

Well, Pickle has gone off to nursery in her pink pyjamas. That is what she announced she would do and I briskly agreed that it was a good idea. To be fair they might pass muster as shocking pink leggins and a pale pink Tshirt. I know her mother would have been horrified and there would have been sobbing, lying on the floor kicking, screaming and gnashing of teeth. And that's just the dog.

I'm off to have a quick tidy round, a run up to the shop and then to make a pie for dinner tonight.

See you all later.

x

elona

monna

My threat to my four dds when they were young was that if they did not hurry up I would take them to school in their pyjamas

I actually got at least one of them to the front door in pjs and started to open the door before they squealed in dismay and got dressed!

Softstuff

I think we should all be allowed to go anywhere we want in PJs. Much like other people use make up as a shield against the world, I think pjs are a portable comfort blanket. I'm wearing mine right now.

Dug up what should have been a few bricks (old garden edging), turns out they had decided to set each one in a bucket of cement. Funny how much cement they put under those compared to how little they used on the now cracked shed slab... I put 3 in my wheelie bin and barely heaved it to the kerb. Think I may have to pay to get them taken away, since otherwise it'll take 12 months to get rid of them in ordinary rubbish!