Thread 5 - TalkExiles: "The Planet Goes On Being Round"

[Kucinghitam]

Continuation of previous lifeboat threads (thread 4).

Gather here all ye refugees from the JTT Flat Earth Society, welcome to the reassuringly oblate spheroid of MN! Ye all already know the answers to the questions "How the heck do I format my post?" "Why can't I edit my typos?" "What do those acronyms mean?" and most importantly, "Where is everybody that I used to know?"

So really we're all here just to chat randomly.

Lovely, Brit!

MiniPSB was heavily into animals when he was small, so we went to Whipsnade a lot when he was little. We loved it, and he was obsessed - I can remember once successfully distracting him from the M1 signs when we were driving North for some other reason. I especially liked the Greater One horned Rhinos with their fabulous folded skin. I hadn't realised that there were such creatures.horned rhino

What a beautiful pub! Glad to hear you had a lovely day.

We took the kids to Whipsnade last time I was over - lovely zoo. My daughter has a membership so they go often.

Evening all. I am now at the stage of being about 95% unpacked and put away. The main thing that's holding me back is the lack of storage in the kitchen but that will be sorted soon and everything will be wonderful and lovely. For the first time since I moved in I'm watching TV on my actual television set and the living area of my big long room looks pretty damn fine.

Currently enjoying the BAFTAS. Best actor was a bit of a surprise but my guess is that All Quiet on the Western Front will win best fillum.

And I was right. They gave The Banshees of Inisherin best British film so I guessed that they'd save the best picture for All Quiet on the Western Front as they were the films winning just about everything tonight. I've seen the very old version of the film and it's very powerful.

The Banshees of Inisherin was a brilliant movie. Superb acting.

@Tricyrtis2022 I wish you could get your hands on my RLBF's dad's quince tree! It now takes up about half of his tiny garden and, although it's extremely prolific every 2 years more or less, it hasn't been pruned for about 25 years, so the top of the tree, which is completely out of reach, is always full of the most beautiful, huge, ripe ones and we scuttle around trying to grab as much as possible from the lower branches.

I've yet to see it @Britinme but I'm hoping that they'll put it on again at my local art house type cinema. It was out when I wasn't close to a cinema. I was disappointed that the frankly lovely Colin Farrell didn't win best actor.

Internally, a mix of the exceedingly bland and the very, very shiny. But I mainly want to get my hands on the huge blank canvas of a garden: www.propertypal.com/69-station-road-holywood/803809

(Just need a Premium Bond to come up - with a bit more than £25.)

With some decent decorating, new kitchen and bathrooms that could be a stunning home. The view is to die for. Also, as you say, a lot of garden! I love looking at property, it's my ethical porn. I'd be a great/awful estate agent in that I'd enthuse over good properties, happily go into details about possibilities and slag off shiteholes to high heaven. In short I'd be sacked within minutes because money is the be all and end all and too much honesty is a very bad thing.

My friend and I saw it at a local cinema last month.

I love that house, but am slightly disturbed at the suggestion that the basement (which does not seem to have any windows) should be filled with elderly people and teenagers.

...as long as you can slide some toast under the door they'll be ok.

imagine if they ganged up together

Now that would be an interesting project!

That house could be amazing with the grandness removed; it’d be a bastard to heat though. The garden is big enough for a lovely garden and a decent sized vegetable garden.

Living on a steep hill as I do, I am always extra envious of nice level/flat gardens.

One of the annoying things about moving, even when you thought you were being sensible with where plugs and remotes were packed is the inability to find those plugs and remotes. Also finding some plugs that appear to not have a device but surely must.

I'm currently missing my DAB/CD/other things remote, can't find the plug for my recliner but have two mystery plugs. The DAB/CD player is okay because I can operate it from the device. The recliner is both hugely comfortable when reclined and hugely ugly. If the plug remains AWOL I'm left with a hugely ugly mahoosive arm chair that is less comfortable because it's the recline that makes its comfort so huge.

I have a missing boot as well and a pair of trousers that I love, which makes me wonder if there is a missing box that contains nothing but those mismatched missing things.

The habits and ways of things that decide to lose themselves is a constant mystery.

Last Monday I was putting on my earrings and dropped one. Searched high up, low down, removed clothes and shook them, moved furniture, nothing.

Put on other earrings. Undressing on Wednesday found one missing. It was a day I'd walked all round the garden and also round the town and in and out of the funeral home, so was not very hopeful. Ordered replacement earrings (rainbow moonstone and silver studs from evilAmazon, as were the others).

Saturday evening spotted the small earring lost on Wednesday on the step outside my bedroom door.

This morning patting down the gilet I was wearing last week I noticed a little lump in between the back of the pocket and the front of the garment. Yes, the first earring.

I'm not sure whether 'gah!' or 'hooray' is the correct response.

The art of losing isn't hard to master (Elizabeth Bishop)

Brings back a vague memory of a Twilight Zone episode I saw when I was a child.

The premise (IIRC) was that every passing moment, everything in the world was literally rebuilt by mysterious beings. Houses, everything in them, the works. Like a film set. People would basically experience each moment by somehow "appearing" in that new built environment, and then moving on to the next built environment when the moment passed.

The explanation of why sometimes you'd lose something, then go back and find it somewhere you'd searched before (or somewhere unexpected), was that the mysterious beings would occasionally err and forget to put the thing in the new environment - but would remember to add it back to the next one, or else pop it somewhere else entirely.

Missing wedding/engagement rings: check your Marigolds/outdoor gloves.

Missing earrings: invariably in the bed or occasionally underneath it.

Missing watch: probably up your sleeve.