KonMari 2016 - The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up

GreyQueen

Morning all.

mila, there is almost as many Brit-slang terms for sexual intercourse as there are for drunkenness and being poor. Dunno quite what that says about our culture........... !

And some slang terms are always moving out of usage. F'rinstance, I used the phrase about life not being all beer and skittles in the office and a twenty-something looked baffled and asked what was the connection between beer and sweeties?

Anyone over forty in earshot understood it, as it relates to skittles (a version of ten pin bowling) which was a popular game in pubs probably until the mid-twentieth century in some places. Hence beer and skittles meant pleasurable activities.

The UK is a nation of p-heads, basically. We're more drunken barbarians than Downton Abbey. But with the cutest accents.

Going to be doing a charity shop drop-off today after work, two bags, one donations, one worn out textiles for ragging. Stuff is leaving, makes me happy.

Have a good day, folks.

mrs-moneypenny

Lol you sum us up so well GQ, not sure that the uk tourist board would be too thrilled with the honesty that you describe our green and pleasant land and its inhabitants.
After work last night we had a mad half hour on the bouncy fun castle slide that had been bought in for the kiddies I did wonder as we were scrabbling about on it and shrieking with laughter what any parents passing by would think of their children's educators being so juvenile. Still it got us all I touch with our inner child and if you can't beat em join em

GreyQueen

I regard it as my bounden duty to fore-warn any international readers, mrs-moneypenny. You and I both know that any town centre or area of bars/ nightclubs in a city is pretty lairy of an evening.

My smallish city has a lively club district. What this translates as if you have an emergency needing police attendance on a Friday or Saturday night, there will be delays and difficulties as most of the force will be down there trying to keep a lid on things. And occasionally getting injured in the process, unfortunately.

Having said that, the UK is a safe country to visit with many pleasant places and lovely people, but it's not the 1950s and you will inevitably encounter tattooed louts and loutesses with severe potty-mouths.

:o One of the best evenings I ever had was when a group of us adults were allowed to run amok in one of those warehouse type childrens activity centres after hours. Hysterical laughter, playing until exhaustion, it was the best fun.

mrs-moneypenny

We have a cd called country roads that we have to listen to on our journey to Norfolk each summer (not sure how that tradition started) but there you go. It is to the extent that dd3 who now travels in her fianc!es car and they meet us there also 'had' to buy the same cd for her journey! Lol. Anyway I digress amongst the Musical gems on there is "England swings like a pendulum do (bobbies on bicycles two by two)" we all have a laugh at the lyrics as we ae giving our best karaoke sing along attempts to that. Yes anyone thinking that was the quaint country we still are would be sadly disillusioned when faced with the average weekend revellers in any town serving alcohol

I'm off to work now to chance my arm that the woo factor will kick in and the school will somehow agree that me volunteering for however long it takes to pass my teaching assistants course will persuade them to pay for it. Well a girl (or in my case a middle Ged woman can hope can't she)

PollyWollyDoodle

Good luck Mrs MP - it's so refreshing to hear someone say that they really love their job! Life is too short to spend doing something you loathe.

Loving the explanations of British slang and culture above, however can I just point out that not everyone with tattoos is a 'lout'. Some, ahem, respectable middle-aged women also have them. Just sayin' ... :rotfl:

MMF007

Good luck Mrs MP !
PollyWD, what can I say?? I assume it is very tasteful and not 4 letters across your knuckles!? :rotfl:

GQ, yep, goid old fashioned playing without inhibitions is so enjoyable, shame we don't do more of it.

So my new motto, with a nod to the old 'life's not all beer and skittles', is going to vary with the seasons I think.
How about

Life is not all Pimns and tennis.
life is not all rum and cricket.
Life is not all mulled wine and presents.

Have a lovely day All,

M

wort

On the subject of adult fun! Some years back the family were on hols in the south (a lot of us ) and we went to the big sheep there was an indoor area with huge slides and foam mangles that you squeezed through! And an area like hang tough from gladiators fame. We had the most fun ever and laffed for hours even now talking about it we giggle. Unfortunately I don't think they allow adults on it anymore.
Any budding entrepreneurs out there possibly should look into adult play areas ! I think they would be on to a winner ! :j

GreyQueen

PollyWollyDoodle wrote: »

Good luck Mrs MP - it's so refreshing to hear someone say that they really love their job! Life is too short to spend doing something you loathe.

Loving the explanations of British slang and culture above, however can I just point out that not everyone with tattoos is a 'lout'. Some, ahem, respectable middle-aged women also have them. Just sayin' ... :rotfl:

I know some very respectable middle-aged and older ladies with tattoos. One of them, after a lifetime of respectability, got her tatt as a 60th birthday present. Go, girl.

wort, I've often remembered the utter joyuousness of that playtime and thought there is a business opportunity a-wasting. The best fun in it was these things called 'tangle towers' but the elastic webs across them were obviously weighted for child weights and we adults crashed through the webs a bit faster than ideal but neither they nor we came to harm. Big fun was had all round.

I once had a birthday outing to one of those shoot-em-up laser places and a bunch of us had such fun, hearing the unbridled, unselfconscious laughter echoing around the place was wonderful.

Been to the chazzer and offloaded donation bag and rag bag. Also acquired two items of clothing which would have been costly new. Hell, an Icebreaker merino wool crew top is £80-£90 new and I got an immaculate one for 50p an hour ago. And a F.Face dress for another 50p. Going to evict some worn out stuff to make places on honour for them, yippee.

:j I wanted an Icebreaker top when I was in NZ years ago but couldn't afford one, so am very pleased today.

ivyleaf

mrs-moneypenny wrote: »

We have a cd called country roads that we have to listen to on our journey to Norfolk each summer (not sure how that tradition started) but there you go. It is to the extent that dd3 who now travels in her fianc!es car and they meet us there also 'had' to buy the same cd for her journey! Lol. Anyway I digress amongst the Musical gems on there is "England swings like a pendulum do (bobbies on bicycles two by two)" we all have a laugh at the lyrics as we ae giving our best karaoke sing along attempts to that. Yes anyone thinking that was the quaint country we still are would be sadly disillusioned when faced with the average weekend revellers in any town serving alcohol

I'm off to work now to chance my arm that the woo factor will kick in and the school will somehow agree that me volunteering for however long it takes to pass my teaching assistants course will persuade them to pay for it. Well a girl (or in my case a middle Ged woman can hope can't she)

Oh goodness, I remember that!

".....Westminster Abbey, the Tower, Big Ben,
The rosy-red cheeks of the little chil-dren!" :rotfl:

I can't recall any of the actual verses, mind you.

GQ Congrats on finding the icebreaker top and the FF dress:T

GreyQueen

Just for giggles: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWB1Sqsx1jo

England swings etc not something dodgy, I hasten to add.

And the lyrics, so you can amaze the family:

England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little children.

Now, if you huff and puff and you fina'lly save enough
Money up to take your family on a trip across the sea,
Take a tip before you take your trip; let me tell you where to go,
Go to Engeland, Oh;

Mama's old pajamas and your papa's mustache,
Falling out the window sill, frolic in the grass,
Tryin' to mock the way they talk fun but all in vain,
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes