Musings From The Chair

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Greetings Blogworld,

My giddy aunt, it's been a busy couple of weeks. Everyone has decided that they want their historic buildings/huge mill complexes knocked down in January and we simply HAVE to do all our work before Christmas. Bahhhhh...

I have noticed that I blog less when hubster is around. But at the moment he is killing vitual worms and chanting rebirth on his warrior hero, so I'll leave him be.

Speaking of leaving  - guess where I'll be on Christmas Day! Home alone that's where! Old man's off to bloody Bombay, isn't he! I may be being a sad blogger in the run up to Christmas. He's back on Boxing Day. I'll have to cope with staring at all the presents under the tree for a whole day before they can be opened. Torture. I'll have to stop myself from peeling back a small corner, lest I be surrounded by paper and opened presents in minutes, nay seconds.

My nephews came to visit me at the week-end with my sister and her hubbie. Much relaxation was done by all. We went to a Brewer's Fayre on Sunday in Livingstone and we all had a nice meal and decided to share a dessert. So hubster ordered a choclotae sundae sponge/ice cream thing - we were expecting a bowl with a huge spoon. What arrived was a huge dessert bowl the size of my head filled with hot sponge beneath vanilla ice cream beneath lashings of chocolate sauce benath cream topped with a generous portion of maltesers. We finished it all between us - diet be damned, it was gorgeous!

I'll leave you with a photo and a caption:

30 seconds into the playground!

I had some visitors last week-end of the 5 and 2 year-old variety. Once said 5 year old was strapped safely into Uncle ---'s car, on his best behaviour, we started talking about houses after he saw a big stone house that 'looked like a church'.

'What else do they make houses out of?'

'Wood' - Uncle ---? 'Metal'. Yes, very good.

Can anyone think of anything else? A moment's pause from 5 year old.  'Eyeballs.' Of course. 'But you'd needs lots of eyeballs, maybe a million.' Indeed you would.

The imagination of children.

You are considered to be a very calm person who takes things one at a time and does not worry too much about the consequences.

Whatever happens, happens, is your moto. You are the one people come to for advise on most topics, because you are filled with limitless knowledge. You can handle any situation.

Hmmm - not sure about this, but the quiz was the truth! Click here.

This the embryo a little later in its 'pre' existence to the outside world:

This the wee lad at one years old - still as a foetus. The more-wee lad I showed you in the previous post was a one month old embryo.

A mixture of 4D ultrasound scans, which provide clear, moving three-dimensional pictures, specially created models and computer graphics were used to create the stunning images.

Well done, Jevilish Jelly Beanz.

Here's a Thursday night question for you:

What is this?

I seem to be having blogger's block this week. No matter. My bro found this one for ya - you'll be singin' it all night folks!

I've given Gilraen the David Hockney treatment. Following on from the Andy Warhol experience. Press here to try. In fact there's loads of stuff to try. Click here for the link.

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Thank you!

1. Flip to page 18, paragraph 4 in the book closest to you right now, what does it say?
'Section 3 of this document offers guidance on the optimum timing of recording activity. The principal...' yawn.

2. If you stretch out your left arm - as far as possible, what are you touching?
My in-trays on my desk.

3. What’s the last program you watched on tv?
Top Gear. You can't leave a remote control in the hands of a man for 2 seconds.

4. Without looking, guess what time it is.
5.30pm. Nope, it's 5.43 pm.

5. Except the computer, what can you hear right now?
A cat's meow.

6. When was the last time you were outside and what did you do?
Nipped out to the front garden today to see if the plants were all dead so I could start clearing them. Noticed a section of fence had gone rotten and collapsed. Argghhh!

7. What are you wearing?
A sequin designer ballgown.*

8. Did you dream last night? If you did, what about?
Yes I did. Can' remember.

9. When was the last time you laughed?
Hmm. Watching Only Fools and Horses last night - the episide when Raquel does a duet with a guy who can't pronounce his Rs. I laughed when they did a version of 'Crying'.

10. What’s on the walls, in the room you’re in right now?
Lots of stuff. Photos mostly.

11. Have you seen anything strange lately?
Only me when I look in the mirror.

12. What do you think about this meme?
That's what they're called?

13. What’s the last film you saw?
A bit of the Ring Two last night. Not very scary.

14. If you became a multimillionaire, what would you do with the money?
Well, there are so many things. New house, cars, clothes, cheese...

15. Tell us something about yourself that most people don’t know.
OK - I am not allergic to anything.

16. If you could change ONE THING in this world, without regarding politics or bad guilt - what would it be?
Oh my gawd. So many ideas come to mind but are related to politics (ie, make sure that in every country the decision to go to war goes to a national vote). But - oh, I can't think now, the pressure's too much.

17. Do you like dancing?
Not really.

18. George Bush?
Has only 2 years left in power thank the Lord.

19. What do you want your children’s names to be, girl/boy?
Agamemnon (if it's a boy) and Tricky-Woo (if it's a girl).*

20. Would you ever consider living abroad?
Yes, definetely. France, Canada or the Caribbean. Preferably a holiday home on all three please. Canada is so big, though, I'll have to take two on each side.

21. What do you want God to tell you, when you come to heaven?
Don't think I'll be going there. The aliens will have beamed me up.

22. Who should do this meme?
Feel free to pinch and steal.............................

*I'm lying.

I have already said that my favourite songs were Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol and In Amercia by Razorlight, but this is up there too.

I have just finished two warm mince pies and am halfway through a small glass of sherry. I don't care what anyone says, my Christmas Tree is going up on the 1st December.

Work has been a pain of late and I have got nowhere with my diet over the last two weeks, so is time to reign everything in and start afresh. May even tidy up my desk at work tomorrow. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel with a huuuuuge report I've been doing. What a whopper it's been.

And guess who I will see next week-end? These two wee chaps, all the way from East Yorkshire. Looking forward to that.

And don't forget the new Season 3 of LOST starts tonight at 10pm! What will the Others do with Kate, Jack and Sawyer? Can Desmond see into the future? Who is the father of Sun's baby? Where do the polar bears fit in? Did Desmond really crash the plane? This is nothing but child's play for me - I used to watch Twin Peaks!

Just found this too, which should give all Lost fans a titter:

Hope you all have a nice Sunday evening!

Gil x

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AND...

Bring on Christmas.....

Well, the suspense was killing me, I had to find out who my North Amercian counterpart was. The Internet told me that she is in her 40s, came 117th in the 'Marathon by the Sea' in Saskatoon competition on 13th August, although this could be a Canadian counterpart as she is from Saskatoon. She's done loads of other marathons too. Also found out she's a Grade 4 School teacher in Saskatoon here:

She's also the manager of a figure skating team. (!)

This could be  my counterpart on the far left below, at a Sandy Springs High School Class of 1965 reunion party (I had to stand out in the rain for ages to get that photo through the window. Lucky the police arrived when they did or I would have got pnemonia).

I got all this from the Internet in about 5 minutes. No one is safe! Especially not 
from virtual stalkers like me. She's put me to shame now though doing all 
those damn marathons. Och well. 

Warning: Someone just commented on the following post:

thank you verry for spoiling the final eppessode prat, now we got to rewrite the whole thing
http://www.blog.co.uk/user/mad-poet/

So decide whether to read on or not Ha ha! What a sad t**t...

Guess what I found out today? My boss (the good boss, not the buffoon boss) was born at the same hospital as me. AND, he is an extra in the finale episode of Torchwood. He is a guy in a silly wig who falls through the 'rift', shoots a police van and then gets surrounded by policemen who point guns at him. That was all I was getting out of him! How cool is that?

Wow...

(Sorry, my brush with celebrity extends to seeing Brian Cant live when I was 4).