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Post by mlu035rsc on Jan 14, 2020 13:04:17 GMT
Afternoon people. Football last night was horrendous. Despite the rain easing off to a spit, and the wind dropping, the pitch had standing water, and it made controlling the ball nigh on impossible. To boot, one player now has a grade two calf tear. So tempted to stop playing until it warms up sufficiently.
Ganes: None.
OTTM: None.
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 13:34:41 GMT
This morning I had a delivery of 4 (yes, FOUR) book parcels from my sister-in-law. All of these were Christmas presents for the Preferred Mammal who spent the festive season at her place. It was decided that there were too many books for us to schlep from Edinburgh to Brum in our luggage and that she would mail them. And now they have arrived.
Why are there so many books? It always goes like this: S.i.L. asks what Pref. Mam. would like for Birthday/Christmas. Pref. Mam. states that he doesn't want anything. I step in and give S.i.L. some helpful hints and tips to choose from. S.i.L. buys everything plus whatever she intended to get him anyway. I need to find space for more books in a house full of books.
So I mentioned that Pref. Mam. likes the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency novels by Alexander McCall Smith. Result: 2 books in that series (In the Company of Cheerful Ladies and Tea Time for the Traditionally Built) plus The Akimbo Adventures by the same author, which is probably more aimed at the grandchildren.
So I mentioned that Pref. Mam. had shown interest in the Astrid Lindgren biography by Jens Andersen. Result: that one (when it first came out I wanted to wait for the paperback, but that never materialised. Instead the hbk. got severely reduced. Did it not catch on?)
So I mentioned that Pref. Mam. is interested in books on Scottish history (what with S.i.L. living in Scotland and all). Result: The Scottish Clearances by T.M. Devine and historical novel Now We Shall be Entirely Free by Andrew Miller.
So I mention that Pref. Mam. enjoys John le Carré novels. Result: spy thriller Slow Horses by Mick Herron. When I first saw the title I was wondering whether this was a guide to who to avoid betting on in the Grand National.
And the Wild Card: Brilliant Maps: An Atlas for Curious Minds by Ian Wright which has such informative maps as the one that illustrates the number of heavy metal bands per 100,000 people. No prizes for correctly guessing the leader: Finland, of course, with 65.9 bands. More surprising is that Botswana leads with 0.4 in the metal heads department as opposed to its neighbours South Africa and Namibia, both 0.07 (Zimbabwe: 0).
I won't lie; I've taken advantage of S.i.L.'s generosity to get books and games for myself. Where else would I get my huge backlog from? But I feel bad that every time I'm giving her a choice she instead gets everything.
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 13:40:42 GMT
Afternoon people. Football last night was horrendous. Despite the rain easing off to a spit, and the wind dropping, the pitch had standing water, and it made controlling the ball nigh on impossible. To boot, one player now has a grade two calf tear. So tempted to stop playing until it warms up sufficiently. Ganes: None. OTTM: None. YOU PLAYED FOOTBALL IN THAT WEATHER??! Just being outside would have killed me. |
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Post by Pyjakson on Jan 14, 2020 13:43:57 GMT
I won't lie; I've taken advantage of S.i.L.'s generosity to get books and games for myself. And not cut us in on the action? Disgusting. |
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 13:49:23 GMT
I won't lie; I've taken advantage of S.i.L.'s generosity to get books and games for myself. And not cut us in on the action? Disgusting. Now I feel even worse. |
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Post by mlu035rsc on Jan 14, 2020 14:32:53 GMT
Afternoon people. Football last night was horrendous. Despite the rain easing off to a spit, and the wind dropping, the pitch had standing water, and it made controlling the ball nigh on impossible. To boot, one player now has a grade two calf tear. So tempted to stop playing until it warms up sufficiently. Ganes: None. OTTM: None. YOU PLAYED FOOTBALL IN THAT WEATHER??! Just being outside would have killed me. I think by 7pm it was mostly ok, depends which part of Brum you're in I guess. Didn't realise you were part of the Peaky Blinder contingent like myself and a few others. |
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Post by RollingEscargot on Jan 14, 2020 14:37:34 GMT
I'll be honest, I'm surprised to hear that Ian Wright is an expert in geography. Always knew the way to the onion bag, granted.
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 14:50:13 GMT
Weather: shite. Lunch: cheese sandwich! But not any old cheese sandwich. One of several packets of sliced cheese that I brought from Germany (Rügener, Sylter, Küstenkäse and Leerdamer with *looks up " Bärlauch" in dictionary* wild garlic). en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allium_ursinumI carried this cheese from the shop to my mum's fridge to my brother's fridge to my sister-in-law's fridge and then home. There might be easier ways to shop for cheese but it's been worth the effort. I also had a sandwich with Saint Agur Blue which I might as well at this point admit I'm thoroughly addicted to. |
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Jan 14, 2020 15:09:37 GMT
I'll be honest, I'm surprised to hear that Ian Wright is an expert in geography. Always knew the way to the onion bag, granted. You expect Wrighty struggles with rough terrain and reading maps? You daft racist. |
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Post by RollingEscargot on Jan 14, 2020 15:29:05 GMT
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Post by mlu035rsc on Jan 14, 2020 15:37:55 GMT
Not quite, currently 43.5, although have definitely hit the menoporsche. 996 911 turbos can be reasonably had, now, how to get my grandad to shuffle off his mortal coil. |
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Post by Destry on Jan 14, 2020 15:40:11 GMT
MrTiddlesRe the recliner. It was a nightmare. It turned up at the same time as the Tesco delivery. I had to sign for it in the street in the pouring rain and then unpack the box to get it through the hallway into the house. A five minute assembly when I get home and I am good to go. I also need to dispose of the old one. I'll post a pic when I'm back from the pub. My current recliner is worse for wear and the PE 'leather' liberally covered in duct tape after 3 years of the cats using it to sharpen their claws.
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Post by Faceless on Jan 14, 2020 15:42:46 GMT
Who's going to break it to Shenguin that his life is going to get even more miserable? |
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Post by Chumbles on Jan 14, 2020 15:44:16 GMT
Weather: shite. Lunch: ... I also had a sandwich with Saint Agur Blue which I might as well at this point admit I'm thoroughly addicted to. For sandwiches or best of all on a sliced baguette with a bottle of a punchy red... The ridiculously high price is a scandal though. |
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Post by Pyjakson on Jan 14, 2020 15:55:48 GMT
After the festive period I must be roughly 50% Aldi Roquefort by weight.
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Post by Pyjakson on Jan 14, 2020 17:04:53 GMT
Killed it. Was probably my cheese breath.
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 17:13:56 GMT
Killed it. Was probably my cheese breath. The combined cheese breath of the Chatterbox is probably a major, previously underestimated contributor to global warming. Can't look Greta in the eye. Somebody open a window. Please. |
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Post by Destry on Jan 14, 2020 17:28:41 GMT
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Post by Destry on Jan 14, 2020 17:39:26 GMT
The two small ones are for the cats.
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Jan 14, 2020 18:08:48 GMT
Think of all the years of absorbing post ‘Spoons real ale farts that those cushions have in store. |
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Post by Faceless on Jan 14, 2020 18:38:23 GMT
Looks like a good spot to sit and watch your team win a penalty shootout after a goalless draw with Spurs reserves.
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Post by Destry on Jan 14, 2020 18:41:58 GMT
Looks like a good spot to sit and watch your team win a penalty shootout after a goalless draw with Spurs reserves. One can dream. |
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Post by Tuffers on Jan 14, 2020 19:09:50 GMT
Recline on THIS.
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Post by tenthenemy on Jan 14, 2020 19:48:34 GMT
Not even the cat will fit on it. |
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Post by Felice Landry on Jan 14, 2020 20:00:03 GMT
Toad in the Hole, Mash and Beans for dinner tonight.
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