tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.comments2023-07-18T00:50:10.993-07:00Scribbles from the MiddleAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comBlogger298125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-54034544741829633422020-08-12T00:06:33.415-07:002020-08-12T00:06:33.415-07:00Hi! This is my first comment here so I just wanted...Hi! This is my first comment here so I just wanted to give a quick shout out and say I genuinely enjoy reading your blog posts. Can you recommend any other blogs that go over the same topics? Thanks a ton!Fashion Write For Ushttps://sauvewomen.com/fashion-write-for-us/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-52264753995552382352013-04-28T09:25:43.778-07:002013-04-28T09:25:43.778-07:00I have never been..maybe I need a trip xI have never been..maybe I need a trip xShazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11268803398428682183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-35192168696397499602013-04-24T22:45:44.156-07:002013-04-24T22:45:44.156-07:00Oh thank you! Glad to have evoked some nice memori...Oh thank you! Glad to have evoked some nice memories! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-83650401450111187942013-04-24T04:11:51.882-07:002013-04-24T04:11:51.882-07:00Now I am from Leeds, and when I was a DJ I used to...Now I am from Leeds, and when I was a DJ I used to buy all my records from Eastern Bloc, which I think is now part of the Northern Quarter,. Lovely post - brought back memories!Older Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-91435783155609124612013-04-22T07:49:04.187-07:002013-04-22T07:49:04.187-07:00Aah the honeymoon! We're having ours in Cornwa...Aah the honeymoon! We're having ours in Cornwall with all our kids and all my family - mmm bot quite a romantic getaway but Hey Ho!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-28190767056759946592013-04-22T07:48:07.838-07:002013-04-22T07:48:07.838-07:00Your sister's wedding sounds fab! We've be...Your sister's wedding sounds fab! We've been together 10 years and are doing it more for the kids than anything else, but quite looking forward to being the Mrs FH! <br />Your sister's wedding sounds fab! Hope it all goes well!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-22022336635502643122013-04-13T03:23:19.797-07:002013-04-13T03:23:19.797-07:00I had a 'big' wedding - secretly wished I ...I had a 'big' wedding - secretly wished I didn't - it was more my Dad's big day than mine. I would have a preferred a reg office job and a party afterwards - followed by a fab holiday (of course). Older Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-14348364227186784582013-04-10T12:01:45.075-07:002013-04-10T12:01:45.075-07:00I'm not married, have always felt in some way ...I'm not married, have always felt in some way that I'd be (like Caitlin says) letting the side down if I did get married and giving in to the conventions and all that nonsense of society at large, BUT looks like after 13 years together we may actually bow down to the social order and get married at some point for sake of kids/house/taxes etc. Sados eh?<br />My sister's getting married in a muddy field in a couple of weeks. We all have to sit on hay bales and wear wellies. Anyway I'm sure you'll have a lovely time on your 'big day' even if you do turn into a wedding twat! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-13727949167887307142013-03-31T13:33:54.756-07:002013-03-31T13:33:54.756-07:00ha! You're brave! I wouldn't dare NOT smil...ha! You're brave! I wouldn't dare NOT smile at some of them The yhave voodoo dolls you know?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-50323415995592884792013-03-28T14:55:36.413-07:002013-03-28T14:55:36.413-07:00I definitely use the fake smile a lot....and some ...I definitely use the fake smile a lot....and some times, NOT!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14718975387489795957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-48723486035702730542013-03-23T11:40:44.388-07:002013-03-23T11:40:44.388-07:00Magic ear plus? I need a set!Magic ear plus? I need a set!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-55150661782877543692013-03-23T10:38:20.758-07:002013-03-23T10:38:20.758-07:00Fab post!!!! Oh yes, I definitely have the false s...Fab post!!!! Oh yes, I definitely have the false smile and tongue clipper rattling around in my pockets. I also have magical earplugs to silence the never ending demands. X. Older Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-6898055919249445652013-03-23T07:30:33.986-07:002013-03-23T07:30:33.986-07:00I'm not great! But practice makes perfect!And ...I'm not great! But practice makes perfect!And I get lots of practice... thanks for your comment and having a read!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-42517895631403266242013-03-23T07:29:00.737-07:002013-03-23T07:29:00.737-07:00Ha ha, great post and list of things.
Unfortunate...Ha ha, great post and list of things. <br />Unfortunately I am AWFUL at hiding my feelings either my face or tone betrays what I really feel!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-36445327831255826822013-01-29T10:06:30.597-08:002013-01-29T10:06:30.597-08:00I have no idea. I remember some party guest lookin...I have no idea. I remember some party guest looking at me stood up and saying "how are you still alive?". Brother said a drumkit falling downthe stairs would have made less noise!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-77967725164735789492013-01-29T07:11:40.317-08:002013-01-29T07:11:40.317-08:00Inspired tumbling - brilliant - you really are ver...Inspired tumbling - brilliant - you really are very seasoned at this. Particularly loved the New Years Eve fall - how did you not break any bones? That's the stuff of myth! X. Older Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-43230478072574942982013-01-29T01:59:30.449-08:002013-01-29T01:59:30.449-08:00Sounds torturous. There's something about fall...Sounds torturous. There's something about falling off a bike that takes it to a whole new humiliation level. Note to self: NEVER buy a bike!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-1722607910965018872013-01-28T10:08:58.662-08:002013-01-28T10:08:58.662-08:00Mine's more of a car crash. I fell of my bike ...Mine's more of a car crash. I fell of my bike on the way home in the dark. Crazy stunt, I was overtaking a PEDESTRIAN and hit the kerb, the kerb being all of an inch high, and went flying. Skinned my knee and bashed my shins ending up with the legs of a 5 year old. Two very nice young men helped me up and saw me on my way, wobbling off into the gloom, whimpering and wanting my Mum to come and get me. I am 55.<br />InvisibleWomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16405063925803245217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-61850277204653352202013-01-28T05:42:16.997-08:002013-01-28T05:42:16.997-08:00Hahahah! Fame for falling - you win!Hahahah! Fame for falling - you win!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-20158615149047146782013-01-27T14:06:50.738-08:002013-01-27T14:06:50.738-08:00Oh I also fell off a tram in San Francisco and was...Oh I also fell off a tram in San Francisco and was in the paper with an ice pack on my head... I have the clipping somewhere, so proud!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07341807632306402980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-36860731250421654422013-01-27T14:05:15.660-08:002013-01-27T14:05:15.660-08:00Oh wow you are really good at falling! I have just...Oh wow you are really good at falling! I have just walked into and fallen over several bollards in my time but think my best was walking into a low balcony in Italy and falling backwards and sitting crying. A friendly cafe owner brought me some ice while I sat on the street crying.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07341807632306402980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-49919282708891817142013-01-27T14:02:28.287-08:002013-01-27T14:02:28.287-08:00My favourite fall? HAS to be this one:
Drunk aft...My favourite fall? HAS to be this one: <br /><br />Drunk after work party. Husband starts smoking pipe in our flat (it was 2002, people), so I crawl to the balcony door on my knees and pull open the door. I lose my balance, you know, from being ON MY KNEES and drunk, and fall face down onto the balcony - taking a whole pile of plant canes with me, very, very noisily. My husband cannot see me and assumes from the noise that I have fallen OFF the balcony... and naturally screams and tears over, expecting to see my broken body on the pavement below. But all was well, people. He forgave me about a week later.<br /><br />I can confirm that falling over when you're on your knees still hurts a lot. rachelhttp://whenthebabysleeps.tumblr.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-87317007920012907232013-01-27T13:55:42.444-08:002013-01-27T13:55:42.444-08:00I love this! I have waitressed - had some major fr...I love this! I have waitressed - had some major fricking diasters whilst doing so! Thank you for sharing... you can join my gang!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-13406876722427913882013-01-27T13:53:53.306-08:002013-01-27T13:53:53.306-08:00Oh thank you! Glad you enjoyed and loved hearing ...Oh thank you! Glad you enjoyed and loved hearing your tale of woe - 2 bumps, one fall - that Lady is SKILLZ!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3231605500875490112.post-32712549184285167922013-01-27T05:38:02.284-08:002013-01-27T05:38:02.284-08:00Ok. So, picture the scene. I have arrived at a new...Ok. So, picture the scene. I have arrived at a newly opening restaurant to apply for a job as a waitress, along with a roomful of others. Take a moment to consider which skills are essential for such a position. The interview panel is located in the centre of the room. My name is called. I get up and make my way towards the table. As I approach, I manage to slip on perfectly smooth, unobstructed flooring and land flat on my back directly in front of the desk. I didn't get the job.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15105763061461232432noreply@blogger.com