The Bluestocking, where Maud reigns supreme...

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... & Magpie regularly drains the hot chocolate bowser.

If you understand that, or you're just cool with it, come on in & bagsie a chair by the fire.

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Love those stories Android.

Impressed you held your nerve during the quarter ordering and weighing. Very wise too.

I hope I have some weird shop memories in me; I shall scoop around in earnest.

I felt turning tail & leaving was the more dangerous option, as it would show I knew something was up.

Quite. We’ve all done that, I imagine.

That's brilliant, thank you!

I'll say hello once I'm back from my thing.

I'm very allergic to cats, but I do love them. I recall saying so many times I couldn't possibly do X because the cat was on my lap.

Also of an age where £sd were in textbooks but we had new ones with decimals! And the three options for girls' jobs in the class survey (teaching graphs) were Nurse, Teacher, Shopkeeper. None of them appealed.

The convent had specially printed "modesty" editions of Shakespeare and we were studying Romeo and Juliet. The teacher was trying to demonstrate that Shakespeare used rhyming couplets to indicate the end of a scene until we came to the end of Act 3, Scene 2 which didn't rhyme.

Because the original said,
Come, cords. Come, Nurse, I'll to my wedding bed.
And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead.

The imperial units and £sd had pretty much gone by the time I started secondary school. But at the beginning of A levels the applied maths book used the CGS (centimetre/gram/second) system with units such as ergs and dynes - fortunately switched to SI fairly soon (I just looked it up… the EEC ratified the directive to use SI jan 1st 1978, I took my a levels in 1979 so that fits, they must have got the new text books out pretty sharpish).

G'night all, I'm tired after all that tribunalling and ultimately unnecessary house-tidying.
Dream gerbils - you know what to do

Good morning. The binmen seem to think the weather is going to be nasty later, they turned up at 5:10 to lift my bin - I am so glad I remembered to put it out yesterday.

Very quiet though wet overnight night here but my first job is going to be closing all the windows because the words explosive cyclogenesis are scary and I don't want any of that getting into the house.

It's completely still here at the moment, there is no movement in the trees at all but everything looks silverish purple. It's like the A&B coast, the sky and the Isle of Mull in the distance had a purple rinse overnight.
73 mph forecast for 6pm, dp is currently tucking everything in in the garden that can be tucked in.

The forecast here is for the gusts to reach a mere 60mph, we’re tucked in behind Ireland which takes the brunt. Looks like there will be a lot of rain - just been out to refill the bird feeder before it starts. We’ve loads of goldfinches around at the moment as well as various tits etc.

Ireland: The Umbrella of Northern Europe😀
That works on a micro-level too - I'm in the east of Ireland, and the poor unfortunates in the West, and especially the NW, bear the brunt of most of these bad storms, as they skim by the top of our island.
The last damaging storm was an exception- unusually, the eye of the storm situated itself right over the centre of Ireland so we all got a taste of it.

It was very windy yesterday but it's perfectly - suspiciously?😥- still at the moment.

I had to look up explosive cyclogenesis Deano, and I hope you closing your windows works to keep it out, it sounds like an infallible plan😃
The dramatic drop in atmospheric pressure is also a danger to us migraineuses, so Igneo & I have our drugs of choice at the ready - a warning to others who are prone to headaches, not just migraines.

Isn't it odd that the word 'migraineur' is the official medical term in English?
Maybe there was a lot of neuro research in France at some point and their terminology was adopted... now there's a lovely topic for Pedantry Corner one of these evenings

In the days when I worked in neuro research, the organisation I worked for brought a novel and radical treatment for Parkinsons over from France to the UK. Developed by a French woman. So maybe the French are good at neuro stuff!

Closing windows is definitely a good idea. Roofs can be damaged by wind due to uplift caused by low pressure above it (like aircraft wings I think); this is exacerbated if higher pressure wind comes howling in from underneath.

My weather umbrella is county Clare. When it's been breezy I get Atlantic salt on the windows. Damaging gusts to 120kph are forecast, but mainly on the coast. I hope. One of my pals from craft group set off yesterday with two older (80ish) friends for a restful mini holiday on the coast of Connemara. Possibly not the best timing.

Still fairly calm here, I have found some beef in the fridge that I can give to UNGRATEFUL cats who have decided that they don't like the mince which I was trying as an experiment.

So I'd better cook up a Bolognese ragu with the stuff there's no point giving to them and I have no intention of throwing out perfectly good food. Except what was actually sitting on their plates overnight. My own dinner tonight will be cauliflower cheese if the electricity keeps going.

Well I'm off to the Tribunal thread to deputise for Myrtle, see yiz later!

The French take their health very seriously. Hypochondria is a national sport.

Who else could call indigestion a "liver crisis"?

(I've lived in France. And the UK has approx. 20 pharmacies per 100,000 people, whereas France has 34.

And a practice nurse once told me, having found that my blood pressure was lowish, "If you lived in France, you'd get medication. Here, we just go 'Oh, it's fine'." )

I think our local town and its hinterland has about 20,000 people. it has 8 pharmacies. PP has just been granted for a 9th.

Apparently the Republic has around 100 community pharmacies per 100,000 inhabitants.

Eat your heart out, France!

The Dean's area is doing sterling work towards that average, too.

Have any of youse bought wool / yarn from Ali Express?

smug

not even slightly hypochondriac

🙂

Our homily at Mass last week included an observation on the superiority of pharmacies in Sardinia, still selling an Irish-made medicine no longer licensed here. And on the Sardinian pharmacist's dog, carrying on the tradition of those mentioned in that week's gospel reading.

Bit expensive to go to Sardinia for a medicine.

Cracking place, though.

He was there on his holidays, but he did a cracking job of encouraging up all to go there too.

I feel we need to know more about this dog and which chapter and verse you're alluding to.

We have sufficient pharmacies here though not a superabundance, and out of hours ones are few and far between nowadays in the U.K. ; however we conveniently have one attached to our GPs surgery, they started doing deliveries during Covid and have continued. We should get a consignment of drugs this morning (little bag for me, big bag for DH. He’s a tribute to the pharmaceutical industry.)