SirJamesTalbotAndHisSpeculum
If your posting about the most horrendous situation you must check, double check and have it proof read by an Oxbridge Don for any grammar errors
This is true. You must not confuse "your" with "you're" or say "grammar" when you should have said "grammatical".
Some people only read posts with the intention of correcting them.
On a thread which has many, many excellent quotes, the above is among my favourites.
That occurred to me when the CF next door asked for a lift to the hospital. Well, I may have been driving past it but slowing down the car to kick her out might have woken the Ddddddddc.
Have I mentioned the umpteen times D Cs?
The spirited and lively (in no way brattish) ones? I breastfed one until they were 22 and FF the other and spat: "Fed is best!" at anyone eyeing up the bottle.
Anyway, I was thinking about how to LTB...
Have I mentioned TB?
He worked full time at the same job that I worked part time at. And expected me to do anything other than gazing at the DDDC adoringly.
Me! A new mother! (Not very new now, but still! Tut!).
Right, so...
I'd kicked 92 year old CF NDN out of the car (otherwise I'd have had to park somewhere. Which would have caused problems. And required a diagram) and went off to buy a chicken from Waitrose/Aldi/Lidl.
No other supermarkets are available.
I made sure not to buy a Daily Mail (which I never read but somehow absorb all the content).
I did notice the headline about the royal family (who I hate. Except for Meghan - and now Harry - who can do no wrong. Only racists don't like them).
I bought lots of gin and Prosecco. But won't drink them because that would mean I'm an alcoholic.
Unfortunately, I lost my list so have a nasty feeling that the ham I bought wasn't naice.
Balonz won't eat it. I'll have to stuff him full of Pom Bears instead.
Luckily, he's 7 foot 8 and weighs 2 stone. And inhales food.
I do worry about his lungs..
Unlike the other one who's 13 stone and is 8 inches tall. And people have been unkind enough to call her fat!
Ah, yes. I use stones, feet and inches.
Just to show I'm not a whining remainder (I liked that typo too).
But I'm not a Brexiteer either. I will be when I turn 60.
So, while I was driving past the local school (ooh! Must remember to pop in to complain that the teachers won't look after Balonz and the other Dc during the summer because they're not educators but childcare; however, mustn't ask which other job has that many holidays. Because they're not "holidays". For some reason) I thought: Must post on MN.
No particular reason. Just wanted to call on any doctors/lawyers/people with "line eyes"...
I feel I've settled in here.