Peggy's Mundane Thread

I'll be honest Jon that's not going to make a great speech.

Chingers wrote:

In 39 days I'll be 40. How did that happen?

Because 39 years 326 days ago you where born.......simple really.

By the way I was born 26.898 days ago......I think it upset Herr Hitler a little...tried to invade us.......I don't know why I was very little at the time....not really a threat to his Third Reich

Blimey Zyph I have only managed 23,989 days, I missed the Hitler gig but well remember the damage it did.

18,115, funny it felt like more.

22,110 for me.


We can count up to ten, we can count to a hundred
and these are two numbers that we understand
And we can take one, multiply by the other,
and in this way get ourselves up to a grand

But much more than that and it starts to lose meaning
the mind just can't feel the big numbers it knows
I guess it's just that we get too far away from
our trusty friend old Mister Fingers and Toes

And so we use years when we count up our birthdays
but then there's the problem of having so few
and really it's days we have, that's what we're spending
and every day we get one brand spanking new

So don't let too many days spin off uncounted
This year thing is nonsense, a terrible trap
We hope that each one of your days will be happy
except that there's bound to be some filled with crap

Grumpy wrote:

Blimey Zyph I have only managed 23,989 days, I missed the Hitler gig but well remember the damage it did.

Just a mere kid.

Iggy wrote:

18,115, funny it felt like more.

In time for the World Cup then ?

knecht wrote:

22,110 for me.


We can count up to ten, we can count to a hundred
and these are two numbers that we understand
And we can take one, multiply by the other,
and in this way get ourselves up to a grand

But much more than that and it starts to lose meaning
the mind just can't feel the big numbers it knows
I guess it's just that we get too far away from
our trusty friend old Mister Fingers and Toes

And so we use years when we count up our birthdays
but then there's the problem of having so few
and really it's days we have, that's what we're spending
and every day we get one brand spanking new

So don't let too many days spin off uncounted
This year thing is nonsense, a terrible trap
We hope that each one of your days will be happy
except that there's bound to be some filled with crap

Ah....that last line is where Argyle come in then.

I'm not doing that numbers thing. Feminine mystique, innit.

Bumped into the Doc off of pasoti today. We're sort of colleagues nowadays. Apart from two bus drivers and several random strangers who held doors open for me (or for whom I held doors open), he's the only person I've had a conversation with all day. Which is just how I like it.

I'm having a lovely party in a grade 1 Jacobean manor house in Hampshire. (I think)

But we've just run out of cider.

And my speech went down very well, even if I say so myself...

(I didn't reference Top Dumps)

I still have a heavy cold and ear infection. The amoxicillin isn't working yet, but has made me quite 'loose' (is that too much information?)

We're partying somewhere else now.

& I might be quite old.

Oh dear.

Pour me.

If you can't do the time, don't do the ... Oh.

A friend of mine thinks there are two main camps of people ... thinkers and doers .... the latter, those with dirty hands, tend to congregate in High St pubs, and the former, with manicured habits, in listed Jacobean luxury.
Done both in my time, got rather fed up with both. As Blair accidentally said, there is a third way, but talking of it would spoil the fun of life's discoveries for the younger travellers.
Jon, sounds like you need to invent a cider hip flask.

Peggy wrote:

I'm not doing that numbers thing. Feminine mystique, innit.

Bumped into the Doc off of pasoti today. We're sort of colleagues nowadays. Apart from two bus drivers and several random strangers who held doors open for me (or for whom I held doors open), he's the only person I've had a conversation with all day. Which is just how I like it.

About 7670 days in 21

Both can be entertaining, particularly when still a novelty...

Last night's was a touch bittersweet - it marked the demise of the rather excellent organisation I'm currently working for.

It's being closed down in order to 'declutter the landscape', according to ma'am May.

Four successor bodies (3 brand new) are picking up its work.

Hmmmmm

On reflection, my last couple of posts have been neither interesting nor truly mundane.

Peggy (who's thread this is), I apologise & will do better.

I had roast beef at home tonight. My wife bought it from Lidl & it was quite poor. Very chewy.

I'm listening to a regurgitated piece on the radio about Morrisey - you can't get much more mundane than that.

Hey ho, Jon. I can be almost interesting sometimes too. When I try really, really hard.

REALLY looking forward to BBC4 at 9pm ... I'll report back.

It's raining.
I'm cold.
I'm off to light the fire. (Good job I've got one).

Had to go out for milk and bananas, although I changed my mind and bought grapes, but I didn't go up to a man on a lemonade stand and ask him if he had any grapes and then waddled off, if you know what I mean bomp bomp bomp, and it's bleddy windy and grey and cold and miserable.

I'm warming up with the heating on, nice cup of Douwe Egberts, piece of cake and watching back to back Bargain Hunt's I missed.

On a puddingy theme, Sainsbury's are doing GU puddings half price at the moment. They are so nice but I wouldn't normally buy them unless they're on offer. I had Key Lime Pie yesterday and Morello cherry cheesecakes on Saturday. If the offer is still on later in the week I shall have to re-stock

When we ate our Cod on Saturday, which was yummy, we had home made key lime pie for afters, did you know that key limes are a type of lime and not an area of Florida as I thought.

I've just seen a man dressed as a woman, on a train.

Heels and stockings/tights, the full works. Sadly, hands like Pat Jennings.