AND ANOTHER THING! A place to post a moan about lifes minor irritations!

Sorry, I thought I was on the last page when I posted. Never mind the cat being senile, I think I am on the way.

I don't think Bags was suggesting you locked puss outside, just exclude her from the hall

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Ruthdpl you might like this!

http://stuffucanuse.com/airport/airport-announcement.htm

(That is of course if someone can make the link work!)

She'll pee everywhere. Well she does that anyway, poor old dear, but usually on the horrible, but washable laminate floor in the utility room which will be replaced once we have finished decorating. Most other rooms have carpet, some of which I intend to keep.

Dear train companies & airlines,
Please can you train your staff to make proper public announcements? I can't bear it when crew members make announcements and they clearly aren't paying any attention to what they're actually saying. They pause mid-sentence, laugh with their mates, adopt the sing song voice - and then put the wrong emphasis on - etc etc.
If you need passengers to know anything, please give crew members a script and ask them to read it out in a normal voice. Should take 2 minutes. Thanks.

Shut her in a room?

She's very old Bags and it was pouring with rain and blowing a gale.

Are you tempted to lock the cats out while you're painting yet, absent?

Oooooooh Absent! I'm sure cats do it deliberately

Never mind your sweetcorn phoenix. I have been painting the dado in the hall a deep shade of red. Twice Fishpaste (senile cat) has paddled through the roller tray and trailed red paw prints the length of the hall, before being placed in a sink of warm water. She nearly made it a hat trick yesterday when she came out of the sitting room and clambered over my legs – I was kneeling on the floor – heading straight for to paint tray again. I just managed to scoop her up in time. However, this caused me to drop the roller which splashed red paint everywhere.

.....or Jenny Eclair!

Isn't it nice that we are all so thoroughly in touch with our inner Victor Meldrew?

phoenix

Beautiful, yes, but, has all the intellectual capacity of an amoeba. Last year I spent a happy hour thinking about the events that they each might choose for their Olympic entries.

Maurice was torn between Poncing About and the Intermediate Moulting, Clucky (now sadly gone) was considering the Senior Yowling and the Hurtling Between the Legs (Staircase) speciality event, and Lily was down for the "Neither Use nor Ornament" category. This is not a field or track event, more a windowsill one.

Back to the moans about little things, about 10 minutes ago I managed to cover an impressive amount of the kitchen in frozen sweetcorn.

However, Lilygran, you probably have less anti-social toilet habits than your namesake...

Sounds beautiful! Definitely not me, then.

Oh dear, Lilygran ! I did not mean to cast nasturtiums on your toilet habits ! The Lily referred to is feline, with long white fur, huge green eyes, and incredibly long whiskers!

I'm glad of that Lily.

If you say so, Lily...

That was some other Lily. With fur.

Heavens! What a lot of posts!

I now have a couple more to add, namely shirts/blouses with insufficient length to tuck into your jeans properly (that cold draft one feels when bending down is most disconcerting!)

Postmen or brochure deliverers who don't put the items right through the letter box, leaving it slightly open, thereby letting out some of my expensive, oil fuelled heating!

(Mind you, the other week I had a moan when it was pushed right through and landed in a pile of cat poo that Lily had so carefully deposited on the mat. Of course I didn't discover this until I was opening the door from the outside , having returned from shopping, and in the process spreading the offending substance

I can't Lily. As I said its local speculation when we have been discussing this phenomenon.

How can you tell that any of the nose-to-tail 24/7 heavy lorries on the M62 are deliberately being menacing.

Lily