to have told my sister in law to return to her wind tunnel?

[judyjudyjones]

She does have lips the size of Georgia and a look of permanent shock, but that is not really my beef with her. It was a low shot and, actually very unreasonable, but rather pleasant.

Maybe you could do a computer animation of SIL shaking her rake.

It's not some kind of euphemism I'm not getting is it?

Hope that water and paracetamol worked op

. We're too late I think Honey. I was going to shak-a-lak but I fear the moment has passed.

not sure how Christmas will go this year....

a rake, once shook, cannot been unshook.
The rake is vair much shaken.

See, now I want a like button

Have recommended this for classics, you drunken rake-shaker, you.

How's the head?

What make
was the rake
she dared to shake?
Or was it a fake?
Was it the snake
in the lake
that really did shake
the rake?
What is your take?

Yeah, I openly mocked her shaking of the rake. I also offered my phone when she threatened to call the police. (How completely silly, why should the poor ol' police attend a random rake shaking? The country would be on its knees.) I have been Mrs Mouse McMouse for eleven years and I am not sure what came over me. I don't even know where I got the wind tunnel phrase from. And it was very unkind, indeed.

And then we went out to dinner and didn't even mention her.

We discussed european politics. We shook no rakes, but had a lovely post-rake shaking snogathon. Which is me continuing my newly discovered inner bitch, but I do imagine that she would have imagined that we spent the evening in post rake-shaking angst.

(re european politics; its all going to be fine. Aging populations don't go to war; it's going to be nice long walks and baked potatoes for a decade).

(just in case anyone had been anxious, as I had, that the Greeks and Italians might have been digging out their rakes to have a shake at the Germans. Aging populations do not shake rakes)

I dont think i even have a rake to shake even if the situation warranted it. Off to Homebase now rake shopping.

I have two types of rake: the pingy one I use for leaves and the rigid one that I use for soil. A Pinger, shaken, would have more of an impact, I can picture the tines reverberating even after the shake. They may even hum a little.
But the Rigid-y one would do more damage if you followed through on the shake and clouted someone.

I share this to help those who have no rake and are feeling the need to get one.

Loving your work jjj

OP called me an old cow

she should be deleted off the face of the planet, her and her random rakery

Please tell me she is really horrible.

I mean horrible as in eating kittens alive or something.

Because then I can justify laughing at this thread. Otherwise I will have to feel guilty.

I think you are the worm the turned OP. and I once googled SarahStratton, because the name is known to me in RL. She's got a lovely blog about her lovely but very busy life.

That turned, not the turned.

SuePerb, thank you for putting it so clearly, wrt shapes and makes of rakes. Her rake was of the raking soil variety. I have a 'pinger', which, pictorally, would have been more photogenically authentic, wrt to the mood, but not as good a pitchfork.

(Not sure if this is related but I think that I might just be turning into a serial suer. I cannot recommend this course of action highly enough to any Mrs Mouseys. I had thought that the phrase, 'the worm has turned', meant that the worm ran away. But I think that it means that the worm turned around and fought back.

My finest hour yesterday, in my own view, was not the, 'shake not your rake', but a question that I have longed to ask. SIL apparently works as a 'therapist' (on the telephone; very unsure of qualifications, but curious.)

What I have longed for a decade to ask is (on the basis of other therapists that I know, and I have been led to believe that this is part of the job)

Do you have a clinical supervisor?

A therapist on the telephone? She's not Mandy in Bolton, guaranteed full relief in under a minute, is she?

I didn't ask that question, although it has been on my mind for years. Don't know why I didn't. Given that I had already stuck a pinger of a rake into Christmases future.

If anyone ever shakes a rake at me again, I must remember to ask whether or not they have a clinical supervisor.

(AF has covertly taught me to shake a rake back so I not appreciate her oopsy-moopsy act)

I live in the Cotswolds. Do I know you OP? You seem like the rest of the inbreds nutter around here.

Do you shout 'willy willy willy' at builders and other manual labourers?