Or at least it is between the months of August through to May. The rest of the time I may feel able to write about something other than a not especially successful football team.
hehehe. If it was not for the fact that lots of poor people were suffering from the amount of rain we've had, I'd say that this is my sort of Summer. I'm loving it!
Yes...but little sun, lots of rain, little sun...repeat ad nauseam, is very good for re-seeded non league football pitches. (unless you're Gloucester Shitty, Abingdon town et al who've had a little toom uch rain)
Have you ever noticed that when forecasters get it wrong, they very rarely backtrack and explain why their predictions were inaccurate. They just press on as if it didn't matter. Oi! You bastards! I planned to cut the lawn today because you promised a dry afternoon!
Formerly known as Just Jane, but with a blog move carried out in haste I managed to end up with a blog nickname I hate..J bloody J. Oh well, too late to do anything about it now. Call me what you will. So apart from a stupid title I have three off spring, one very special bloke, lots of friends, a great family, a job I love and a rubbish football team who I love too. I also have a tendency to go on abit.....you have been warned.
Leftovers
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This evening we ate roasted chicken with suitable accompaniments. Two hours
later, I stripped as much remaining chicken meat from the carcass as I
could....
Pride turned up after the fall
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The temperature has dropped considerably since the weekend. Warm and
sunny, now cold enough for me to consider an extra jumper - which I'll go
upstairs...
The One Where Ricky Gervais Got a 2.2
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I noticed that Wikipedia still lists Ricky Gervais as having a 2.1. Since
I sat next to him at the ceremony and received, like every other graduate
pre...
Bus passes
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One of the good things about being sixty plus is that you are entitled to a
bus pass, which means that, within Wales, your bus journeys are free of
charge ...
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Poems l Me Mam's going gently into that good night She's not raging against
the dying of the light She's lost the power of speech She's lost the will
to fi...
and yes I said yes I will Yes.
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OK, so my good intentions didn't get many posts written, eh? Of course,
like everyone registered to vote in Scotland, I've been a bit preoccupied
just rece...
Broccoli and the art of skiving
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"Do you like broccoli?"
Nine times out of ten it's not a question any of us would struggle with. In
my case it's: "Fresh purple sprouting yes, big green lu...
Hotting up
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Back in the land of the living!!!! Well it's all hotting up nicely at the
end of the season.Some teams already know their fate, whether good or bad,
but so...
oh hello!
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I can write things on my blog again. The little pencil icon vanished and I
couldn't be arsed to faff around trying to post stuff by going into my
dashboar...
No Bad Bein a Scot
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Ah've just come doon fae the Isle o Skye....It's late May and i didnae
expect closed bridges, broken trees and a big fat lorry lyin on its side
but shit l...
Twat *
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So we head off in ex's car to take the boy and his mate to the Big Chill
festival. I stayed for the weekend last year and had a great time, but I
have deci...
Cheap video time again!
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walking down the main Sydenham high street I saw one of the charidee shops
with videos at a bargain 50p each, and an even bigger bargain of four for a
quid...
6 comments:
hahahaha! I had a rainy picnic only yesterday!
Golly, the Grauniad lives up to its former typo and error-strewn reputation.
I mean, that prediction was just SOOO accurate!
hehehe. If it was not for the fact that lots of poor people were suffering from the amount of rain we've had, I'd say that this is my sort of Summer. I'm loving it!
Yes...but little sun, lots of rain, little sun...repeat ad nauseam, is very good for re-seeded non league football pitches. (unless you're Gloucester Shitty, Abingdon town et al who've had a little toom uch rain)
Have you ever noticed that when forecasters get it wrong, they very rarely backtrack and explain why their predictions were inaccurate. They just press on as if it didn't matter. Oi! You bastards! I planned to cut the lawn today because you promised a dry afternoon!
Gill, at least you can still laugh about it.
Lisa, not even the Grauniad's fault - This was as accurate from the Met Office as Michael Fish promising us in 1987 that there was no hurricane on the way. Do you notice I am not quick to forget weather forecasts that get it totally wrong? :-)
Brom - at least there is no need to worry our heads with hose pipe bans. And that is absolutely as positive as I can get about it!
Fatalist - the weeds in my garden seem to be thriving too.
YP - to look on the bright side (Again! Twice managed in 5 responses) at least you did get out of mowing the lawn.
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