Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
Another lovely day
We are really being spoiled with all these days of beautiful weather. Part of me is pleased that I am not working, as I can enjoy these summer days rather than being in a hot, sweaty classroom (but then there is also the fact that if I'm not working, no money is going into the bank account either.)
The honeysuckle blossoms are out! Yes I know I am in great danger of becoming boring on the subject, but this is a cheapo plant from Poundland, bought two years ago and thrown in to appalling soil to take its chances, sink or swim. And believe me, with all the rain we had last month, it's a miracle that the whole garden didn't sink! Anyway, there it is, in all its glory. Even the local squirrels are coming to take a look. Word must have got round......
Another blonde joke
Another 'interesting' offering from TK. I take no responsibility for anti-blonde content!
A man entered the bus with both of his front pockets full of golf balls, and sat down next to a beautiful - you guessed it - blonde. The blonde kept looking quizzically at him and his bulging pockets. Finally, after many such glances from her, he said, "It's golf balls". Nevertheless, the blonde continued to look at him thoughtfully and finally, not being able to contain her curiosity any longer, asked "Does it hurt as much as tennis elbow?"
A man entered the bus with both of his front pockets full of golf balls, and sat down next to a beautiful - you guessed it - blonde. The blonde kept looking quizzically at him and his bulging pockets. Finally, after many such glances from her, he said, "It's golf balls". Nevertheless, the blonde continued to look at him thoughtfully and finally, not being able to contain her curiosity any longer, asked "Does it hurt as much as tennis elbow?"
Lady of leisure
My spell of supply with the lovely Reception class in finished, half term was last week, although some schools are off this week as well, and I am ready for action.
Up at the crack of dawn, showered, dressed, hair-brushed, made up, breakfasted, sitting to attention on the sofa waiting for a phone call to say,
"Can you go to ....................School, a Y? class?"
Nine o'clock, and the phone has stayed resolutely silent.........
No excuse not to clean the car then. :(
Up at the crack of dawn, showered, dressed, hair-brushed, made up, breakfasted, sitting to attention on the sofa waiting for a phone call to say,
"Can you go to ....................School, a Y? class?"
Nine o'clock, and the phone has stayed resolutely silent.........
No excuse not to clean the car then. :(
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