Bluestocking! The Gerbical

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Welcome to the Bluestocking, where gerbils dance & quokkas - well, no-one's quite sure what they're up to.

Previous thread:
https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/womens_rights/5169893-les-bas-bleus-the-bluestocking?page=1

Much better! I'll feel even better once I've had a nice head massage. I'm trying to decide which would do a better one a cat or a quokka? Gerbils would require more than one So I'm discounting them

I wonder what kind of pawprints a chorus line of dancing gerbils would leave?

Cats have nasty claws, Boiled, though your carapace might protect you.

I'm imagining Alison watching the dashing Frenchmen with their magnetic nipples as the cats consider their options for when the concrete goes down.

Indeedy. We have 9 at the moment that live in the garden. 3 of them were left on the terrace by their mum so think of it as their home.

News just in - they need a 15 day curing time after the concrete arrives before the tiles can go down so I've now got 3 weeks of keeping concrete relatively dry and keeping cats up the top of the garden.

JOY OF JOYS!

I could still be here waiting in March if the weather doesn't sort itself out.

Are you not tempted to write or draw something on it? I don't think I could control myself.

I worked in construction for 14 long long years. That impulse went a long time ago!

I might pop TOP TERF in there somewhere though. Or TERFS RULE OK.

Definitely write something terfy, I imagine in years...centuries time someone coming across it and thinking 'wtf!?'.

I wonder what kind of pawprints a chorus line of dancing gerbils would leave?Taken out of context, that is a hilarious what-are-you-smoking kind of sentence! 😂
Not that the context is any more rational, mind you.

The foot prints of a mouse chorus line. Hilarious and disturbing.

I'm thinking 'The TERFS were right'

I have little alphabetti spaghetti that I stick into clay that gets burnt out in the firing...I will be able to wash it out after a fortnight the day before they return.

Cats - being dicks since Roman times.

Concrete has to be signed off by a cat or dog, it's an inviolable rule.

Bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger.

The results of my blood tests are back, and I have type 2 diabetes. No more Tunnock’s for me.

It was only a matter of time, given my obesity, and I know it is my own fault, but it is still a nasty blow.

Oh bugger

Oh Woley, I am sorry. Its a shock, isn't it? DH has recently been diagnosed and we're negotiating that road too. Hang on in there, DM me if you want you and huge hugs.

Lovely, lovely Bluestockings!

Ah, bugger indeed @SDTGisAnEvilWolefGenius .

Bugger it. Buggering bastarding fucking buggery.

What happens next, do you know yet or are they at the letting you know and you now have to go see someone?

<quietly opens SDTG's cupboard whilst she's filling the kettle and removes the Tunnocks>

<replaces the yummy stuff in the fridge with crispy salad stuff, Tofu (yuck), and a suicide helpline number>

<makes mental note to never leave Banned alone with my fridge!>

Not that stuff.
Have some home made soup, or a chicken curry.

@SDTGisAnEvilWolefGenius DAMMIT that's horrid. I shall join the queue to offer hugs.

Meanwhile, I believe swearing can help. Buggery bollocks and checks mumsnet Classics thread for inspiration wanky fuckflaps
www.mumsnet.com/talk/mumsnet_classics/2862005-Wanky-things-Wanky-things-everywhere?page=2

I have been glued to my phone all day, waiting for the rheumatologist to call.

I went to the loo and guess what? Yep. The bastards rang. It's one of those numbers you can't ring back. Waaah!