Nice People Thread No. 15, a Cyber Summer

Pyxis

ivyleaf wrote: »

Oh, this did make me laugh! Thank you PN

Are you calling me a grump?

ukmaggie45

GDB2222 wrote: »

The French official in charge said they all had been given survival blankets, energy bars, and water. And I was thinking "what about toilet paper, soap, and a bucket?"

Still, I expect they all got to know each other really really well.

Toilets were my thoughts too! :rotfl:

Hope you don't mind if I put link to my petition for Toilets for Claimants in Jobcentres again. I'm never going to make it to the 10,000 sigs by 1st October when it closes. Currently 2667 signatures.

Pyxis

I'm quite enjoying the prog on ITV at the moment. "Go For It".

It's a talent show for people with strange talents. At the moment it's a man who can tell what type of vacuum it is just from the motor noise.

Before we had a man who could tell whom a smile belonged to from the shape of their teeth.n:D

Then there was a guy who was racing to fill a tube with liquid from giant cocktail glasses on a table up three steps, while on a Pogostick.

It's delightfully oddball! :rotfl:




Edit...now a guy is going to try to open a bottle of champagne and pour it into 6 glasses, with a digger!........



He's popped the cork!



Aaaargh he dropped the bottle, so he's got to pick up another bottle, and pour from that.



Edit...he's filled 2.....3......


4....5...... Last one..............DONE IT! Yey!!




Phew! That was good! He's won £1000!

PasturesNew

Pyxis wrote: »

I'm quite enjoying the prog on ITV at the moment. "Go For It".

It's a talent show for people with strange talents.


Phew! That was good! He's won £1000!

Sounds good, shame I missed it! Remind me next week!

Pyxis

SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, 5
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease; 10
For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; 15
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook; 20
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barrèd clouds bloom the soft-dying day 25
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river-sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; 30
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
................................................(KEATS)




(Gosh! That brought back memories of English 'O'level! )


Well folks, we may yet get an Indian summer, but Autumn is deffo here! I woke up this morning to find some condensation on the windows! First lot since the Spring.
And next door's ghastly sycamore tree had shed one of its giant leaves onto my front garden, so I'd better get the broom a-ready!

Pyxis

Another nice prog on at the moment, never seen it before.
Christine Walkden looking at the landscape and gardens from the viewpoint of a hot-air balloon.

I had a lovely hot-air balloon ride once, for a landmark birthday. The weather in the days before had been horrendous, wind and rain. Then on the (very early!) morning of the ride, it suddenly cleared and stilled, and so the ride went ahead in early morning sunshine! It was wonderful! Quite noisy when the burner was going, but when he turned it off, it was lovely. And he swooped down quite low at one point and then soared up again.

(Now I know what chicken in a basket feels like! :rotfl:)

We landed in a deeply-rutted field and had a glass of bubbly. I've got a lovely photo of us all in t'basket, a few hundred feet up!

I was soooo lucky, because later that day, the weather turned foul again!

PasturesNew wrote: »

It'd be a bit of a "quick read" if I were just looking, but I have to add everybody onto the tree with dates and check them on each census, then document that in my tree.... which now has 463 bodies in it.

Good job it's not your patio.

ivyleaf

Pyxis wrote: »

Are you calling me a grump?

Of course not, you're a sweetie It just really tickled me
I know what you mean about catalogues full of carp. I'm trying desperately to get extraneous "stuff" out of the house, but it's hard going because OH gets a bit panicky when I suggest getting rid of anything.

DGS sat the Kent 11+ yesterday. His opinion is that it was "mediumly hard" Just the Bexley one to go now.

PasturesNew

Pyxis wrote: »

And next door's ghastly sycamore tree had shed one of its giant leaves onto my front garden, so I'd better get the broom a-ready!

You're doing it wrong.

Pick up the leaf and gently dry it - today's warmth should dry the rest of the tree.

Late this afternoon, set fire to the leaf you have and lob it over the fence into the dry tree.

I'd go out shopping then ....

Doozergirl

ivyleaf wrote: »

Of course not, you're a sweetie It just really tickled me
I know what you mean about catalogues full of carp. I'm trying desperately to get extraneous "stuff" out of the house, but it's hard going because OH gets a bit panicky when I suggest getting rid of anything.

DGS sat the Kent 11+ yesterday. His opinion is that it was "mediumly hard" Just the Bexley one to go now.

Nail biting wait for results! Does he get them in October?

Pyxis

PasturesNew wrote: »

You're doing it wrong.

Pick up the leaf and gently dry it - today's warmth should dry the rest of the tree.

Late this afternoon, set fire to the leaf you have and lob it over the fence into the dry tree.

I'd go out shopping then ....

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

You know, that is sooooooooo tempting!

It is a WEED! A HUMUNGOUS WEED!

It wasn't even planted; it self-seeded from a monster that used to be in the other neighbour's garden (also self-seeded) but which was felled a few years ago. It has grown and squashed a perfectly acceptable lilac bush.
The neighbour does keep it pruned to an acceptable, relatively small size, but won't get rid if it, as she says it gives her bedroom some privacy from the houses opposite. (Yet there are also net curtains and wooden blinds!)

It drops sap all over my car, fills the garden with non-compostable giant leaves, and when she has it pruned, it's usually the day after I've had my car cleaned and/or given the front garden a good sweeping, and then the car and garden get covered with dust and wood slivers because she never thinks to warn me it's going to be done!







Here it is! The perfect gift for the person who has everything, including a garden!

(There are only about three types of slugs that harm your plants/veg. The others don't. The giant black slug, which comes in other colours as it matures, mostly eats rotting vegetation)..

http://www.slugoff.co.uk/slug-facts/bad-slugs


The Little Book of Slugs


"Want to learn more about the slugs in your garden?
Then I think you’ll like The Little Book of Slugs by Allan Shepherd & Suzanne Galant, with its mix of zany humour and sound practical advice.

Know your enemy; even the slug has its Achilles Heel.
Tired of fighting? Grow plants that slugs won’t eat.
Over 70 ways to combat slugs without using chemical pellets."


https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1902175131/ref=nosim?!!!!!psychologysol-21






"Even the slug has its Achilles' heel".


I don't like that metaphor.


Doesn't quite fit the term 'slug'.




Although.............it does have a foot, I suppose.
And a sole.



Hmmmm.