Or folk who are themselves abroad on holiday bumping their gums about how busy and touristy such as such a place is as if their holiday is operating on some elevated celestial plane soaring above the riff raff
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Winning an argument without your spouse.
I have just won one over white dog poo. I asked “why do you never see white dog poo like you did in the 80s/90s. My wife was adamant that I was making this up. A quick google both answered my question and provides written and photographic proof that white dog did indeed exist.
(The answer for anyone wondering was dogs’ diet consisted more of more calcium in it back then (usually in the form of crushed up bones which wasn’t fully digested and would come out in the poo and turn it white)
Coming home from work last night and seeing my laddie and about ten of his pals playing football in the local park, was great to see that there is life outside ipads and PlayStation, apparently they had been there all day.
:agree: The only time my now 14 year old would leave the house was for football training 3 times a week, a game at the weekend and to go to school. I tried to encourage him to take up golf (we've got a golf course 200m from our house) but the more I tried to encourage him the more he rebelled against the idea and eventually I just gave up. About 3 months ago he just woke up one morning and decided he wanted to be good at golf and every free moment he now has he's either on the driving range or out on the course. I barely see him nowadays but like you it gave me great pleasure to know he's outside in the fresh air.
Tonight I saw someone say that the Isle of Wight looks like Englands scrotum, the fact that I absolutely see what they meant has made my evening. I’ll never be able to look at a map of the UK again without seeing Englands dangling plooms.
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Golden Brown, the Stranglers song. Every time I hear it played I need to stop doing what I'm doing. It just takes me away to another time and place. Better times!
Some songs are just so good that they give you a euphoric feeling better than any drug I’ve sampled. For me, Bohemian Rhapsody, Hey Jude, There Is A Light That Never Goes Out, Live Forever, 505 and American Pie are the examples that immediately spring to mind. Unbelievable.
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Yeah Im the same when the Commodores “ Easy Like Sunday Morning” comes on, just feel I want to chill the **** out with a nice coffee, send the Wife out all day so I can get peace
However in reality its more like “Dead Cities” from the Exploited with my Wife clunking and clanking around the living room with the hoover and then dusting whilst at the same time moaning her tits off
Ah well 😆
Not a little thing when you add all the costs up but.... ac/dc tickets bought for Croke Park Dublin. Flights and hotel booked as well. Excited to see them again, probably last time.
Full time whistle when hibs are leading :scarf:
Stopping the petrol pump bang on the money and not on .99p or .01p
Walking my wee dog Bernie up the braids
Before the golfers
The views are spectacular and
And you can see ER
A pint in the pub before midday. Same setting, same pint, same price but it just hits different. Will be enjoying such a pleasure in about 90 minutes time.
Also, and I'm certain I will have said this before, a pint alone. I've often timed my arrival when meeting someone so I am 20-30 minutes early and can get a pint on my own first.
A few years ago I was working at Pollock Halls doing maintenance and it was pretty much 9-430 Monday to Friday with the odd on call if there was an urgent job, there was something very relaxing about finishing work after the week and having your first pint. Difficult to describe but probably a similar feeling to having your first pint in the airport when ready for 10 days of wall to wall sunshine
Pub busy with likeminded folk having a beer, reading a newspaper or a book
Heated car seats on a cold morning.
I have literally no idea what’s happened to me, but I love getting up at half past five and going for a jog with the dog before the majority of the city has awoken. It’s so nice and quiet and by the time we’re home, it’s time for breakfast and all feels good with the world.
I’d like to say “I used to be cool” but that would be a lie.
I do the same but without the dog and I just walk. There’s something beautiful about it, complete silence as I wander about wearing shorts regardless of the weather (I do have a jacket and beanie hat on as well to balance it out 😂). I then come home, have a coffee, write in my journal and then drive to the gym to do a 5k on the treadmill. Perfect start to my day.
I like to have the expected fuel range and the trip meter displayed on my car dash, and take pleasure (because I’m sad 🤣) in beating the fuel range. I keep a mental track of the mileage I’ve done vs what the range drops as I’m out and about.
I know it’s only an estimated range, but it makes me feel like I’m winning a bit hahaha