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The weather girls

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It was as predicted cold & frosty this morning but it soon melted away when the sun came up. It's been sunny & almost warm. Sat on the terrace this afternoon in the sun felt like it was spring time.

At bloody last.
I'm fed up with the weather girl coming on in the morning telling you that there's been a months worth of rain in 24 hours or that there's so much snow you can ski to work. & the whole time she's wearing a mini skirt & a skimpy t-shirt. Don't get me wrong, theres nothing wrong with that. But not when she's telling you how bloody cold or wet it is outside. They should have Francis Wilson there in his suit with his tie all skewiff almost sober wearing a pair of ski's or big yellow mac. Then you might take it more seriously. Or you could move to France & sit on your terrace in February & wonder what all the fuss is about.






Wind, wind go away

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The sound of the wind rose & fell like a the rantings of a mad man. There was no rhythm to it, one moment it was silent the next battering the doors & the windows. Then. Then silence again. But for how long? The pause between each gust seemed like an eternity. Would the mad wind outside batter the house harder the next time, or would it now be passing & reducing in it's ferocity. Would it be starting to tire, & turn on it's heels. Leave us alone, in a once again silent house. After a few minutes we started to think it had. The pause became longer & longer. & then we would hear it in the distance, as if it was building it's energy for one last attack. Would the house stand it, would we stand it. The noises outside were changing from crashes into groaning. Could the house be crying. It has stood all these years, but was this was to be it's final battle.
No it was stronger than that & it was still standing in the morning. A little blood trickled from the corner of it's mouth. But it was still standing, triumphant, ready to do battle once more.
The house, guardian of our lives.






Marijuana Gives You Balls

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I read with interest today that scientists have discovered that people who have smoked marijuana have a higher risk of testicular cancer than those who have not smoked it.

They asked 369 men aged 18 to 44, who had been diagnosed with testicular cancer if they had ever smoked marijuana.
Their replies were compared to those from almost 1,000 apparently healthy control subjects.
Now I'm sure that when they were looking for their 1000 healthy control subjects, the question of illegal drugs must of come up, & I think to make sure that they received their payment they said they had never touched the stuff.
But on the flip side of the coin, the subjects with cancer who were asked the same question probably thought "what the hell, I've got cancer I might as well tell the truth". For that reason "smoking marijuana gives you balls".






All new pools & Gites

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I haven't blogged for a couple of days as I've been creating a new blog about building your own swimming pool from a kit that we bought online.


It's located at the moment on The Newbie Page , click that & it should take you there. When I've got some more time I want to do a blog about the creation of our Gite . I have hundreds of photos of all the work from start to finish but I need to get them in some sought of order before starting or I will just confuse myself & you.

By the way, it's a very popular time in France at the moment to buy moth balls. But I always wonder how they get their little legs apart?





Please paint my house

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OK this week I was going to paint the house, but the weather has been so bad that I haven't been able to get out there. It's been cold, cold, cold.

Anything below 10c is cold. So instead I have getting on with other things. But every time I drove up the drive I saw the house & my mind was drawn back to painting it. Next week house I promise. But for the time being.

A guy meets a hooker in a bar. She says "This is your lucky night. I've got a special game for you. I'll do absolutely anything you want for three hundred dollars, as long as you can say it in three words."
The guy replies "hey, why not?" He pulls his wallet out of his pocket, & one at a time lays three hundred dollar bills on the bar, & says slowly "Paint...............my....................house."




Snow is falling, still

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Snow is fallingkids in snow
all around me
children playing
having fun
it's the season
love and understanding
merry February everyone

 

Yes it’s February & it’s still snowing. The kids are off school, the teachers are off work & the UK has got a few days holiday, if they want it or not.

How long will it last for ? , will it be a repeat of 1963 ?.

Who knows.

The government doesn't that’s for sure. They’re running out of salt for the gritters, & you all know why, they tell us often enough. We all eat to much salt in our food. This is why they have run out. This is why they can’t grit the roads. This is why all the schools are shut. This is why there’s a recession. This is why we have ended up with Tony Brown or is it Gordon Blair, this is why we have Coronation Farm 3 times a week. We should all be cutting down on the Saxa.

So everyone please do as you're told or we will end up with the Easter bunny looking like this.

easter bunny

Thanx to Shaky for the little bit of poetic licence.





Overnight blog success

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Yes you all know what this sign is. It's all about airing your dirty laundry isn't it. Or is it about having your own anonymous diary on the net where you can make yourself sound like the best thing since sliced bread. Or maybe you are not Mr. or Mrs. ordinary & you want to tell the world all about yourself & how well your life is going. Which ever one of the above you are, you will be disappointed, well to start with anyway. When you first start your blog you will have very few people reading it except friends & family. But over time it will increase. But slowly. There is no such thing as an over night success. It takes a lot of work, well a lot of thinking to come up with the idea for a successful site. That's because the most successful sites are things that you would never of thought of or are so simple that you would never of thought of. But occasionally, just occasionally some blogger out there who has been tapping away for months or years types something that Mr. or Mrs. anonymous or ordinary likes & they send it to their friend & they send it to their friend, & all of a sudden, they have a very popular site. People are clicking their ads & they're making money from their online diary. They have become an overnight success. But has it really taken them just overnight?




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