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Some nicknames from the shipyard:-
"Sit Down Steve."
Stand Back Fred."
"Gorgeous George."
"Perfect Paul."
"The Fire God."
"Billy Pie And Peas."
"Billy Bacon Face."
"Semtex."
"Gunslinger."
"Left Handed Gun."
"Horrible Hill."
"Smiler."
"Tango."
"Oz."
"Corky."
"Dusty."
"Shaky."
"Trudger."
...... and many many more
"Sit Down Steve."
Stand Back Fred."
"Gorgeous George."
"Perfect Paul."
"The Fire God."
"Billy Pie And Peas."
"Billy Bacon Face."
"Semtex."
"Gunslinger."
"Left Handed Gun."
"Horrible Hill."
"Smiler."
"Tango."
"Oz."
"Corky."
"Dusty."
"Shaky."
"Trudger."
...... and many many more
So who are you, Theland?
I've got to say, you and your soppy sense of humour are very welcome back. You make me laugh so much - when you're not being paranoid! You really ought to try writing comedy sketches, you know. You're a natural - and it has to be far easier and far more pleasant than screwing ships bits together!
Night everyone - mwah - x - and China, I hope you sleep well tonight - unless of course you have something more interesting to keep you occupied. A killjoy I ain't. In the words of a famous wise old sage - aka me - never forget that busy hands are happy hands. ;o)
I've got to say, you and your soppy sense of humour are very welcome back. You make me laugh so much - when you're not being paranoid! You really ought to try writing comedy sketches, you know. You're a natural - and it has to be far easier and far more pleasant than screwing ships bits together!
Night everyone - mwah - x - and China, I hope you sleep well tonight - unless of course you have something more interesting to keep you occupied. A killjoy I ain't. In the words of a famous wise old sage - aka me - never forget that busy hands are happy hands. ;o)
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China, I would never have been so presumptuous as to suggest the anyone add a thread of mine to their �favorites� . . . Thanks!
As for the nick lynx I can�t imagine which one you might have had in mind. Obviously not one of these? Nor this one?
As for the nick lynx I can�t imagine which one you might have had in mind. Obviously not one of these? Nor this one?
It's a deodrant advert with the catchphrase The Lynx Effect... Like the Links Effect. Links/Lynx... Well I think I'm funny.
Ta Luna!
Today I had to climb out the kitchen window to get in my bedroom window as I left my keys in there... I live on the fifth floor! Worryingly I'm kind of proud of myself.
Ta Luna!
Today I had to climb out the kitchen window to get in my bedroom window as I left my keys in there... I live on the fifth floor! Worryingly I'm kind of proud of myself.
Oh woe, woe is me! I blame myself .... I do ..... really I do. It's that trapeze, isn't it? Why oh why didn't I let her try it out? I'll find it, honestly, I will. I know I've got it here somewhere. Just stay inside, China, till I call you. Watch TV, listen to music, chat on AB - anything - just stay inside. Now where on earth did I put it? It's wrapped up in a Tescos carrier bag. LUNA!! THELAND!! STARMAN!! All hands on deck. She's finally flipped! And it's freezing outside - and her in only her knitted swimsuit too, scaling the walls, five floors up! We need that trapeze NOW! Search everywhere! Search the wine cellar! Err .... no ..... hang on ....... perhaps I should do that. Search the Sanctuary! Search the other Santuary!! Leave no stone unturned! Rummage through every section of AB - even Chatterbank if anyone's brave enough to risk it! But of course you will, my valiant friends. Cry God (or not) for Chatterbank, England & St George!! China, we're coming!!
Mmm ... maybe it's a bit late. Shall we do it tomorrow?Night everyone. x
Mmm ... maybe it's a bit late. Shall we do it tomorrow?Night everyone. x
I've got just the thing for such an emergency right here. Just be sure to return it in time for the next bounce.
Now look here... As much as I loved the trapeez search it was a perfectly logical thing to do! See I went in to the kitchen, straight away realised my error so went downstairs to get help. There was no security guard adn lots of numbers. I dialed the numbers but there was no answer and when I finally got through to someone they said I needed to hire a locksmith but they didn't have a number. I pointed out that the internet I'd use to look up such a number was attached to my laptop which was on my bed in my room but the man was depriving a village idiot of oxygen.
THen I texted B and G who were respectively coming home from Loughborough and Wales. By this point I'd been downstairs 30 mins and had also discovered (joy of joys) that I couldn't access the lift or the door to get back up the stairs as my electric fob thingy which is attached to my keys.. I think you see the problem.
Finally another person came in so I was able to get up the fifth floor again but G was still half and hour away (and really what could he have done other than offer me his floor which would be entirely inappropriate) and B still hadn't answered (turned out her phone ran out of battery).
So then I realised I was on my own but I'd often joked with B that if I ever locked myself out there's a sort of guttering with a small wall outside my room that goes round to the kitchen that is just big enough to put one foot in front of the other... So erm... well it seemed an entirely logical and quick way to solve the problem. I don't advocate it as a way of livening up a dull Sunday evening and especially the bit by the drain where I realised there was no stable footing and that I'd also have to balance on one leg to get past it.
The entirely worrying thing is that other than being a nervous wreck after all this, I was also sort of proud of myself.
THen I texted B and G who were respectively coming home from Loughborough and Wales. By this point I'd been downstairs 30 mins and had also discovered (joy of joys) that I couldn't access the lift or the door to get back up the stairs as my electric fob thingy which is attached to my keys.. I think you see the problem.
Finally another person came in so I was able to get up the fifth floor again but G was still half and hour away (and really what could he have done other than offer me his floor which would be entirely inappropriate) and B still hadn't answered (turned out her phone ran out of battery).
So then I realised I was on my own but I'd often joked with B that if I ever locked myself out there's a sort of guttering with a small wall outside my room that goes round to the kitchen that is just big enough to put one foot in front of the other... So erm... well it seemed an entirely logical and quick way to solve the problem. I don't advocate it as a way of livening up a dull Sunday evening and especially the bit by the drain where I realised there was no stable footing and that I'd also have to balance on one leg to get past it.
The entirely worrying thing is that other than being a nervous wreck after all this, I was also sort of proud of myself.
Well! What can I say? No stable footing? One foot in front of the other? Balancing on one leg to negotiate the drain? Five floors up? And all this is logical? If you don't mind me saying, China dear, I do feel that could be just the weeniest bit of a contradiction in terms. No. I'll clarify that. You're completely and utterly potty!! Haaaaaaa!
I have a slight problem. I've lost my voice. I've looked under the pillows, and under the bed, but I can't find it anywhere. Maybe it's gone into hiding with the trapeze. Nah, maybe not. The strange thing is my husband looked really happy when he went off to the office this morning. Can't think why. It's not like him at all.
I have a slight problem. I've lost my voice. I've looked under the pillows, and under the bed, but I can't find it anywhere. Maybe it's gone into hiding with the trapeze. Nah, maybe not. The strange thing is my husband looked really happy when he went off to the office this morning. Can't think why. It's not like him at all.
China Doll, What you've just described is a recurring theme in my most frequently revisited nightmare, several variations of which include finding myself on an outside ledge attempting to gain access through a nearby window. Perhaps these dreams are an expression of my attempts to integrate into an incomprehensible society or over the fear of losing control over my destiny, or my own mind. Perhaps they are punishment for the many times I�ve found myself unsure that I would make it back to terra firma when looking straight down all I saw between the tips of my toes and it were too many seconds of freefall.
What ever the case may be, here�swhatchore gonna do:
Go get a copy made right now and hide it in a baked potato wrapped in foil in the freezer, anywhere but beyond the locked door so that you never have an excuse to ever feel proud about doing something that stupid (and I�m not talking about locking yourself out) ever again. Never let that key to eternity follow you into your bedroom. It doesn�t work in there anyway! You should never be able to lock yourself in with a key, and if you find that you can, then don�t. That�s a fire hazard with you in it.
I hope you slept well because odds are I�m gonna wake up screaming, thanks to you . . . that�s if I get to sleep at all thinking about that baked potato wrapped in foil chillin� in your freezer.
What ever the case may be, here�swhatchore gonna do:
Go get a copy made right now and hide it in a baked potato wrapped in foil in the freezer, anywhere but beyond the locked door so that you never have an excuse to ever feel proud about doing something that stupid (and I�m not talking about locking yourself out) ever again. Never let that key to eternity follow you into your bedroom. It doesn�t work in there anyway! You should never be able to lock yourself in with a key, and if you find that you can, then don�t. That�s a fire hazard with you in it.
I hope you slept well because odds are I�m gonna wake up screaming, thanks to you . . . that�s if I get to sleep at all thinking about that baked potato wrapped in foil chillin� in your freezer.
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Could I not just leave the key at work Mibs? See technically, you should have woken up happy because I disproved your nightmare, I showed it was possible to get in to the open window... Or is this still China Doll logic?
I don't like to live life on the edge at all, I like a nice quiet life but somehow it never quite turns out that way.... The concensus does seem to be along the less than logical thing to do though. B looked out the window over dinner today where I climbed and saw the corner I had to negotiate and then she hit me... for a scrawny blonde she packs quite a wallope!
Anyway, moving swiftly on from my spiderwoman antics... how are we all? Any gossip? I went to see Defiance with G last night. Was rather good but quite weighty for a Tuesday evening.
Naomi - When I had tonsilitis there were street parties held.
I don't like to live life on the edge at all, I like a nice quiet life but somehow it never quite turns out that way.... The concensus does seem to be along the less than logical thing to do though. B looked out the window over dinner today where I climbed and saw the corner I had to negotiate and then she hit me... for a scrawny blonde she packs quite a wallope!
Anyway, moving swiftly on from my spiderwoman antics... how are we all? Any gossip? I went to see Defiance with G last night. Was rather good but quite weighty for a Tuesday evening.
Naomi - When I had tonsilitis there were street parties held.
