Have you noticed how the current generation of Chinese (students) are a head and shoulder in height above their parents.

I agree with you Spitty about the dangers of joining an army, folks should be warned, being shot and blown up can be very bad for ones health, they don't mention that in the ads. Selling mountain climbing equipment is another one, why do people really climb mountains?

My mate Dinny is tall and handsome and considered to be smart
He courted a girl called Molly Dingle and almost broke her heart
But Mountains were his true passion along with all the latest fashion
Little did Molly know her beloved climber was also a sneaky two timer
Big Betty from the mountaineers club used to cuddle with him up in the pub, where she served the grub.
Now Betty was both pretty and smart knowing that food is the way to a mans heart
So she stuffed him with pies and rolls of the best hoping one day he would feather her nest
Alas all that food took it’s toll and poor Dinny got fat, no more mountains for him and that was that
He left Betty where he had found her, cos he could no longer get his arms around her
Now he sits alone by the fire, scoffing off pies to his hearts desire.

I think we are slowly being brainwashed to respond to sounds, more so the younger generation. Eventually the powers that be will have us all by the short and curlies, hopping through hoops at a given Buzz, bing, or bell, far easier to control the masses that way, much cheaper too and that’s a key factor for the multi national companies who run the show from behind the scenes but will be soon doing it in the open, we are all being “Tried out” at present. Another reason why they are not interested in how well our kids are educated, you don’t have to be clever to respond to a buzz, you can train a maggot to do it in a few seconds. (as seen on BBC4 not so long ago)
Yesterday the two grandsons were in the house and the sound of the smoke alarm batteries running out made them respond automatically, one says to the other “Is that your phone Sean?” “No it must be yours” “Not mine, is it yours granda?” “No I haven’t got one, thank God” Young Sean left a mobile phone beside me in the shed last year and suddenly it started jumpin around the bench, gave me quite a shock I can tell yeh. I have a battery operated walkie talkie for use when communicating with the wife from the shed which is down the bottom of the back garden, there I am working away when I hears this annoying noise buzzing sound, it stops then buzzes again, what the hell is that I ask meself, the batteries needing recharging, bells and buzzers are beginning to take over our lives.

The Box my Teabags come in states "Average contents 240", well two bags go in each pot I make, and when the stock was exhausted, there was an odd Teabag left over, I wonder if the box contained 239 or 241?

Whatever happened to the trash can?

Ode to the dumping ground

When a Topic becomes sour and People get ratty
When Folks become rude and not very chatty
When blood is boiling, and there’s tension in the sinews
There is a place where the fighting continues
Time to call in the Mod squad to handle the fussin’
Hide all the slaggin’ and stifle the cussin’



There you can shout ’til your hoarse in the vocal
Indeed to some it’s become their local
With scratching and screaming, biting and scheming
All hell is let loose egged on by a demon
Devised by a shrewd and cunning plan
It’s known to all as the dreaded Trash Can
Not a place for a softie to be found
Still it’s fun to have a poke around.

OMG you are not suggesting that Leisurely Scribbles has become a trash can R U? they might have called it "recycling can" might they not?

Agender, brave new word to me, & no need to define Arfur or Marfa.