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Beau Peep Notice Board => Outpourings => Topic started by: Roger Kettle on January 04, 2010, 10:24:28 PM
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Look, I'm all for a wee bit of the white stuff at Christmas and that kind of thing but this is getting silly. We're now about to enter our third week of sub-zero temperatures and frozen snow with forecasts predicting at least another week of the same. Enough!
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Look, I'm all for a wee bit of the white stuff at Christmas and that kind of thing but this is getting silly. We're now about to enter our third week of sub-zero temperatures and frozen snow with forecasts predicting at least another week of the same. Enough!
You tell 'em, Rog!
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I'll see what I can do. Losing a manager, and then enduring subsequent defeats certainly can lead to grumpiness.
- A Doctor
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You sound surprised. It does get colder in the North and you do live in Dundee, which is prone to Northernness.
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I AM, surprised, Malc. I was used to this kind of weather in the Highlands but it's pretty unusual here, being pretty much on the coast. Normally, we get a couple of days of snow and/or frost and then it goes away. As I said earlier, we're now entering our third week of constant sub-zero temperatures (it barely scrapes above freezing during the day, if at all) and the snow has remained a constant six or so inches deep. As I write, it has started to snow heavily again so you can add a couple of inches to my previous estimate! But I'm a hardy sort and the cartooning will go on regardless.
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I AM, surprised, Malc. I was used to this kind of weather in the Highlands but it's pretty unusual here, being pretty much on the coast. Normally, we get a couple of days of snow and/or frost and then it goes away. As I said earlier, we're now entering our third week of constant sub-zero temperatures (it barely scrapes above freezing during the day, if at all) and the snow has remained a constant six or so inches deep. As I write, it has started to snow heavily again so you can add a couple of inches to my previous estimate! But I'm a hardy sort and the cartooning will go on regardless.
At least you're warm inside your little hut, scribbling your doodles, and watching the footy on telly. It's surely a comfort at the same time, knowing your dear wife is shoveling the path clear outside.
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Well, we've ground to a halt. Everyone was late for work this morning, and we were all sent home at 3. The roads are now very quiet, and seem to be freezing over. And it's snowing again. Considering we hardly get any snow in these parts we've certainly got it now. A snow-plough passed me on the road earlier (going the other way on the other side of the road - it didn't overtake me or anything!) ... there haven't been many gritters on the roads though, which explains the pandemonium this morning. Having said that though, there's not much point driving an empty gritter while we have a grit shortage, is there?!
Still, I'm still enjoying the snow as we don't get it often, and the little one's definitely are. One threw a snowball at me earlier. I pretended not to notice as it whacked me in the back. I was walking to the shop in the blizzard to get the lottery for tomorrow night. The lottery machine was out of order due to the weather.
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Actually, Nige, my dear wife was attempting to clear our steps with a RAKE the other day. As the old adage goes, if you want something done properly, do it yourself. I had to tap the inside of my office window and mime "shovel" to her.
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There is no point waiting for the snow to be gone here, because then it is the mud, then the drought then the mosquitos. May as well enjoy the season of no grass cutting.
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my dear wife was attempting to clear our steps with a RAKE the other day
I just looked up "rake" on Google. It describes it as "a man habituated to immoral conduct".
What was his name, and haven't you ever been suspicious?
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I was once a supermarket manager in Ayrshire, and one of the other branch managers was a legendary misogynist. His wife worked upstairs in admin and she told the story of when she was expecting their second child, she had to carry two buckets of coal up three flights of stairs to light the fire in their tenement.
On making the top of the first flight, she stopped for a rest, and he poked his head over the top banister, shouting: "Margaret, you're seven month's pregnant for god's sake! Bring them up one bucket at a time!"
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Talking of mosquitoes, I have discovered a sure-fire way to kill them - have a good dose of chemo - one sip of your blood and she's a goner! Bit drastic, but very effective and there's only a tiny little mark and no itch, which for me is amazing.
This is what my sister's garden in Balerno looked like yesterday afternoon.
(http://lh4.ggpht.com/_03GS3Izjqag/S0QqpNFv39I/AAAAAAAAISo/Nz8H8v1JGLM/s720/IMG_0296.JPG)
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Joan said:
Talking of mosquitoes, I have discovered a sure-fire way to kill them - have a good dose of chemo - one sip of your blood and she's a goner! Bit drastic, but very effective and there's only a tiny little mark and no itch, which for me is amazing.
Do you know, I would enjoy seeing that!
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It finally hit us with a vengeance last night, all five inches of it! Primary, secondary and college closures mean that instead of being on my own today, I have the warmth of my family around me. Bliss!
And it all looks very pretty too...
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Yes, Joan, a bit drastic, but maybe there's a little germ of a business idea there for when the chemo's over and you're back in the swim of things? There must be SOME way that experience can be put to good use!
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What I hate is having to scrape the ice on the inside of the car windscreen.
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What I hate is having to scrape the ice on the inside of the car windscreen.
That's why Roger doesn't have a car - so he doesn't have to phone anyone on his mobile if it goes wrong when he's out. He can't drive anyway.
Not that he's got a mobile phone. He doesn't need one you see, seeing as he doesn't drive. Also he wouldn't know how to work one.
No, he just sits in his shed, gets the bus to watch Dundee Utd., or stares inquisitively at his computer.
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Peeps, the shed was at my old house. I have a cosy indoor office these days, from where I can stare out and watch my wife fetching the coal.
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Have they still got pits in Dundee?
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Yes, but I refuse to let her work the night shift.
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Yes, but I refuse to let her work the night shift.
Obviously. She can't work the night shift and get your tea.
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Well, not unless you get her a job in a pit very close by, then she could get your tea in her tea breaks.
Roger, have these Roger-Is-Andy-Capp-style inferences only started since you took over Andy Capp?
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No
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I heard he had to audition for the job.
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At least he kindly shows her the right and wrong way of lifting heavy loads.
(You can have that one for your strip, Roger.)
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Sadly, my macho posturings are restricted to the virtual world and please don't tell my wife about the stuff I wrote earlier.
Back to the weather and I had to venture into Dundee to pick up the ingredients for the dinner I'm making tonight (see?). The sun was shining, it was 12.30 p.m. and the temperature was minus five degrees!
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Awesome! Did you walk across the Tay?
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Glad things have warmed up for you Roger.
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Actually, from where I'm sitting, you could just about walk across the Tay - awesome ice floes drifting down to the railway bridge. I'm not going to try though...
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I flew back into Exeter in the early hours of yesterday, and Bloody Hell it's cold. The average temp in Cyprus in the afternoons was 30c, but it fell to about 10 in the evenings -- I won't whinge anymore as to how chilly that felt.
Anyway, Happy New Year everyone - and roll on the Summer....
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What did you do in Cyprus? Sit on the beach? Join the mob?
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I think that's Sicily, Diane---the Cyprus Mob would make you an offer you can make your mind up about accepting.
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I think that's Sicily, Diane---the Cyprus Mob would make you an offer you can make your mind up about accepting.
;D ;D ;D
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I put a mob hit out on this character in the Mario game for Wii - it was a smirky bespectacled turtle on a cloud that was throwing fiery spiky things at my daughter and my characters and kept killing us off. I got one of my teenage sons to take him out for us.
It felt good. :)
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I never want to fall out with you, Diane.
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Are you looking at me?
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That picture in my avatar was taken on Cyprus. My dad was posted there and for the first seven or so years of my life I lived in the Med. I think that's partly the reason I adjusted to the sub tropics here. My wife used to freak out whenever she saw a lizard, but I could remember them on the ceiling of our house when I was a kid, (they must have been geckos because their local name was 'chit chat' and that's the sound geckos make) and somehow those days came back.
It's a balmy thirty degrees here and it's only just after nine in the morning. My son is playing football at 2pm today, it's a pre-season friendly, so the game will be played in thirds or quarters, with drink breaks.
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This is my family as it existed then (we subsequently gained four more kids). I'm next to my mum, the baby is Cathy and Liz is sitting on my dad's knee. I post this because one of my personal projects is called The Dark Side, i.e. exploring my dad's side of the family.
You can see he has dark colouring (as does Liz, who was his Mini-Me) and I never regarded this as unusual until later in life, when I realised that the only other people in the area he came from (Dalry and the Garnock Valley) who were as dark as him and my Gran were Italians.
On Cyprus and Malta (where we also lived) he was often taken for a local and Cypriots would stop him in the street to ask for directions.
(http://malcmcgookin.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/me-family-cyprus.gif?w=449&h=313)
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I’m not sure if you want us all to hazard a guess at your paternal grandmother’s faithfulness, or have me dig out that book of my Dad’s: “Genetics for Budgerigar Breeders”.
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Malc, you look like your Dad.
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There have been rumours regarding my paternal grandmother's faithfulness, to be quite honest.
Suffice to say my dad was one of three sons, one of whom looks very like him, the other is a gigantic blond chap who Gran insisted was a throwback to our Icelandic heritage. He was born during the trime Grandad was away on war service. He was a cabinet maker on the ships in Port Glasgow.
I'm not sure if I should go any further on this subject. I may have said too much already.
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Malc - my number one son is tall, skinny, blonde, pale skinned and has blue eyes - definitely Nordic. Number two son is tall, 'built', dark-haired, tanned and has hazel eyes - he could probably get lost in Hawaii. They definitely had the same father AND mother.
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Hmmm...but there are so many of these babies wrongly tagged in the delivery suites. You know, all these nurses in a rush, forms to fill in, holiday period, stress under fire, it's so easy for you to accidentally be allocated Mrs Velazquez's kid.
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Hmmm...but there are so many of these babies wrongly tagged in the delivery suites. You know, all these nurses in a rush, forms to fill in, holiday period, stress under fire, it's so easy for you to accidentally be allocated Mrs Velazquez's kid.
Have you ever been in a delivery room, Malc? It may be rushed now, as we're over populated. But in the olden days (40 years ago..), it was quiet and calm and you actually saw the baby as it popped out. You'd know if you got a different baby back. Besides, all my kids have a distinct Chinese flavour about them!
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Is that why as soon as you had one, you wanted another one?
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;D
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I never had those mother hormones "Oh, yes that is my baby that is crying in nursery" - I always had to check the wrist name tag first.
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Is that why as soon as you had one, you wanted another one?
No! I waited over five years between kids!
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I never had those mother hormones "Oh, yes that is my baby that is crying in nursery" - I always had to check the wrist name tag first.
Always the best option.
I'm experiencing déjà vu again...
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I never had those mother hormones "Oh, yes that is my baby that is crying in nursery" - I always had to check the wrist name tag first.
Always the best option.
I'm experiencing déjà vu again...
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...as in.... a happy event...? Should we all start knitting booties?
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Should we all start knitting booties?
Or condoms?
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Neither! I'd said 'always the best option' on another thread.
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Ah - okay. Crochet hooks on hold, everyone!
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It's actually sunny here in Dorset. The world stops if we see a snowflake. I am sitting here mourning the demise of our beloved water tower (should be spelled shower as it leaks like a sieve). Anyway they are demolishing it for a new one, so we won't have the beautiful ice sculptures anymore.
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Now it's wet, soggy and miserable in Dorset. The tower is surrounded by a fence and the water is drained. Sonn it shall be no more ...... ah, bless.
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Just to try and bring this thread back to Roger's initial complaint (and to record for posterity), here's the BBC websites confirmation that there was a little bit of snow in Scotland. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/8492333.stm
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We've had snow again today. That's the fourth time it's snowed now this year. And there were big snowflakes.
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Now it's wet, soggy and miserable in Dorset. The tower is surrounded by a fence and the water is drained. Soon it shall be no more ...... ah, bless.
The tower is finally down, may it rest in pieces.
p.s. lovely blue sky today (AND IT'S NOT RAINING).