Peggy's Mundane Thread

I'm getting really really twatted tonight so that when I speak with alannotivvy at some point tomorrow to talk about buying some of his paintings I shall be too hungover to either remember to call him or to recall the conversation.

Some exciting golf news - Mrs PP got her first hole in one yesterday - which is one more than I've had.

Also my handicap has been cut.

That is the end of the golf news.

Just watched the 3 episodes of 'the secrets of Crickley hall.' Great story.

Run out of cottage cheese again. Also down to my last banana.

This isn't mundane, it's critical.

Giving up smoking. Got the patches and inhalator so no excuses.

I do have a banana though Peggy, but I haven't got an envelope that shaped that I could post to you sorry.

Thanks Jock - it's always good to know your friends are there in your hours of need

First time I typed this, I went and hit the wrong button and wiped it. Must be bedtime.

Greenjock wrote:

Giving up smoking. Got the patches and inhalator so no excuses.

I do have a banana though Peggy, but I haven't got an envelope that shaped that I could post to you sorry.

Jocko. Take it from me, you need a past participle, not a present participle.... mean it, or don't bother. No room for wimps or excuses when it goes belly up.
I gave up being the best smoker the world has ever seen nearly ten years ago ... I was the Gareth Bale of nicotine.. nobody could beat me in a smoke off.
A friend of mine has used champix through the NHS recently with some success but she hasn't cracked it yet, just relying on the reduced receptors... the real enemy is structure and behaviour traits deep down. To quote Keegan, you'll love it when you've cracked it .... love it.

eating digestives in bed.
found 2 choc chip cookies under the duvet earlier

Gert Loinz wrote:

I'm getting really really twatted tonight so that when I speak with alannotivvy at some point tomorrow to talk about buying some of his paintings I shall be too hungover to either remember to call him or to recall the conversation.

you must still be twatted, coz you aint rung me

worried of penzance wrote:

Greenjock wrote:

Giving up smoking. Got the patches and inhalator so no excuses.

I do have a banana though Peggy, but I haven't got an envelope that shaped that I could post to you sorry.

Jocko. Take it from me, you need a past participle, not a present participle.... mean it, or don't bother. No room for wimps or excuses when it goes belly up.
I gave up being the best smoker the world has ever seen nearly ten years ago ... I was the Gareth Bale of nicotine.. nobody could beat me in a smoke off.
A friend of mine has used champix through the NHS recently with some success but she hasn't cracked it yet, just relying on the reduced receptors... the real enemy is structure and behaviour traits deep down. To quote Keegan, you'll love it when you've cracked it .... love it.

I know Penz it's just strange saying it!

The good thing this time is my partners also given up so we have each other to spur on.

Jock, the best way to stop someone smoking is to threaten them.

Tell her if she has a smoke, its bedroom time and not to sleep!

She will soon stop.

Some time ago a bloke at work was trying to give up smoking and I offered to help him, every time I saw him with a fag I doused him with a mug of water by the end of the week he had given up.

pepsipete wrote:

Some time ago a bloke at work was trying to give up smoking and I offered to help him, every time I saw him with a fag I doused him with a mug of water by the end of the week he had given up.

I like this method

Vacuumed (Dysoned) the carpets this morning.

Greenjock wrote:

pepsipete wrote:

Some time ago a bloke at work was trying to give up smoking and I offered to help him, every time I saw him with a fag I doused him with a mug of water by the end of the week he had given up.

I like this method

You may be the one being doused

pepsipete wrote:

Greenjock wrote:

pepsipete wrote:

Some time ago a bloke at work was trying to give up smoking and I offered to help him, every time I saw him with a fag I doused him with a mug of water by the end of the week he had given up.

I like this method

You may be the one being doused

24 hours achieved

I had a good friend who had tried endless times to give up smoking. Every time he 'failed'. Then he decided on the "easy on yourself" method....

1. He didn't say, "I AM giving up smoking!" He said, "I will TRY to give up smoking."

2. He started by saying he would only smoke after, say, 6:00pm and then made it progressively later until eventually it was time for bed before he smoked.

3. Whereas previously if he lapsed and had a fag he would say to himself, "Bugger it! Failed again!" he went back to being a smoker. He decided to simply say instead, "Oh well, I've had a fag but I'm still trying to stop and I'm still not a smoker." That way he didn't see it as failure.

He did lapse from time to time and had the odd day but always he carried on trying. He had virtually stopped completely the last thing I heard.

This was a successful, gentle approach. It's horses for courses, I guess.

We had letter delivered today the 29th posted in Plymouth on the 23rd with a first class stamp on it, how crap is that.

Happy Daze wrote:

We had letter delivered today the 29th posted in Plymouth on the 23rd with a first class stamp on it, how crap is that.

Indeed. Sort it out Webb.

Czarcasm wrote:

Happy Daze wrote:

We had letter delivered today the 29th posted in Plymouth on the 23rd with a first class stamp on it, how crap is that.

Indeed. Sort it out Webb.

Despatches tonight on C4 is about the way parcels are slung around and the contents get ruined, and how somany parcels go missing.

I was watching a programme abait bears the other day, I believe it was called the Great Bear Stake-ait or summink imaginative like that, it was pretty ace. They humanised (there be a word for it but I aint remembering things like that for the mome) the bears giving them stories an that. Anyway, one bear (Van) was particularly massive, and was following this particularly aggressive female bear (Alice) raind for weeks trying to copulate and create petit-bears, presumably to raise as loving parents until time eternal. Alice however wasn't overall keen, in fact she was really quite the slut bag and would tease the humoungous Van (he was at least a 1/3 bigger than any other bear the bear-expert (bearxpert) had ever seen) and would be humping away at other bears not given names by the bearxperts, and when Van would notice she would pretend to not be enjoying the sweet, passionate love-making and proceed to aggressively chase the other males away. This caused much merriment amongst the bearxperts who commented jovially that it was almost like a soap opera! One peaceful day at the meadow, another female casually approached Alice and for some reason Alice took offence and chase the other female. They had a bit of a tiff and the bearxperts snickered to each other about how lucky they were to witness such behaviour as it was really rather rare. The other female was just slinking off with her proverbial tail between her legs when Van ran over and absolutely clubbed her to death in about 5 seconds, a bloody heaving half tonne of ravaged female bear lying prone on the meadow floor. As the bearxperts were practically in tears, Van and Alice proceeded to make love for the very first time, next to the dead body.

Oh. I was going to report that I've eaten that last banana, and that I haven't bought any more (nor, indeed, any cottage cheese).

In light of Mock's post, however, I won't.

There's a lesson for us all there.

Mock Cuncher wrote:

I was watching a programme abait bears the other day, I believe it was called the Great Bear Stake-ait or summink imaginative like that, it was pretty ace. They humanised (there be a word for it but I aint remembering things like that for the mome) the bears giving them stories an that. Anyway, one bear (Van) was particularly massive, and was following this particularly aggressive female bear (Alice) raind for weeks trying to copulate and create petit-bears, presumably to raise as loving parents until time eternal. Alice however wasn't overall keen, in fact she was really quite the slut bag and would tease the humoungous Van (he was at least a 1/3 bigger than any other bear the bear-expert (bearxpert) had ever seen) and would be humping away at other bears not given names by the bearxperts, and when Van would notice she would pretend to not be enjoying the sweet, passionate love-making and proceed to aggressively chase the other males away. This caused much merriment amongst the bearxperts who commented jovially that it was almost like a soap opera! One peaceful day at the meadow, another female casually approached Alice and for some reason Alice took offence and chase the other female. They had a bit of a tiff and the bearxperts snickered to each other about how lucky they were to witness such behaviour as it was really rather rare. The other female was just slinking off with her proverbial tail between her legs when Van ran over and absolutely clubbed her to death in about 5 seconds, a bloody heaving half tonne of ravaged female bear lying prone on the meadow floor. As the bearxperts were practically in tears, Van and Alice proceeded to make love for the very first time, next to the dead body.

Nuff said!

painting my mums guttering today