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The end of the world starts with flesh eating rodents

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I am reliably informed that it is Throwback Thursday today, where you can just post old shit on FB or your blog or Twitter or whatever.   Interestingly it is also my youngest daughter’s birthday today.  She is 9 now and not a throwback at all – actually she is pretty damn intelligent and brilliantly bonkers. Xxx

If I had any photos or CCTV footage of mine and Bman’s comedy wheelchair chase through the corridors of Leeds General Infirmary at 3am, 9 years ago today, then I would happily share them with the Information Superhighway.  Sadly, or perhaps fortunately (it depends on your sense of humour and sensitive nature) I don’t.




In other news:-  This happened…

It hurt like a tiny machete slicing into my flesh

It hurt like a tiny machete slicing into my flesh

One of them has the taste of blood now.
I can’t find much online about zombie degus but I am pretty sure that this is how the zombie Chilean ground squirrel apocalypse will (probably) start.

The rain keeps coming, the floods haven’t abated, family pets are eating babies and there was a 4:1 quake in the SW of England today.  I am just waiting for the fire and brimstone and 4 horsemen to show up.

Let’s hope my Mum and Dad  have got some tinned peaches in for our visit this weekend.  (The closest I could find online at Forman’s Mum was this:-  I’ll pop into Aldi in Manc en-route and see what they have in the way of apocalyptic  end of days food staples eh?


Ooh, and go and see the LegoMovie.  It really is awesome.

Supersize Me

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It’s half-term.  And not before time!

There’s a certain sense of – well, I don’t know if it’s irony or the fates laughing in my face – that on Monday evening, a gigantic asteroid will hurtle dangerously close to Earth:- (Huge asteroid due to fly past Earth)  and I shall be holed-up in a Quality Inn in Birmingham with my MiL and the childerbeast!

We shall be stuffed to the gills by then on chocolate after our day out at Cadbury World so perhaps it’s just as well.  The world may end before the fat can reach my hips, face and buttocks.
Not that I thought I’d meet my demise in a budget hotel in the Black Country with my head down the toilet from pigging out on Chocolate Buttons and Curly Wurlys.

Before then though,  I am spending an evening away with the Bman for Valentines.



#tinnedpeaches  #bottledwater

When worlds collide

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I was about to order 7 pallets of tinned peaches and bottled water until I realised that chances are…. I am unlikely to be around to see how this pans out.


I will however (hopefully) be around for next week’s Transit of Venus for which I will be early rising to watch at 5am.  Cue a decent quip from the Bman along the lines of, “When was I going to wake up early to see the rising of his penis across Uranus?”  Nice!


Jubolympic shizzle Part 1 seemed to go OK today.  Part 2 on Sunday, with less coconuts and more people I actually like 🙂  Also broken up for 12 days, which hasn’t come soon enough for me.  I’ve more than had enough of this week!

BTW. 10 years ago I got married (officially) to the Bmiester at Bradford Registry office – photos courtesy of the photo booth at the Interchange – the 3 week precursor to the big ‘Hello!’ magazine number in a marquee at The Moss.(Insert any gag you like here about serving less time for murder etc etc)


PS: 10 year wedding anniversary gift is tin.  Tin?  WTF?  Tin?  I await my can of beans with eager anticipation.


Brrrrrrring on the new ice age

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Cheerful predictions from the Department of Health: –

Cold Snap Could Kill Thousands

If I were you I’d make sure your Boiler cover is up to date, bust out the slanket and then get yourself online and stock up on you know what….




BTW – is this not the best slanket design ever?


Da da da di di di di... Elmo's World


If only they had them in a Bagpuss design – or even better… an electric Bagpuss slanket!  That would be freakin awesome!

(FYI.  I do not own a slanket (or a wolf fleece) but I will own up to Bman & I owning matching leopard-print fleece dressing gowns.)


pictures  courtesy of google images