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Tori wrote: "Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Not wrong thread, Ian. You'll remember that a top bucket desire of Louise's was to be alone in th..."
Tori,
Actually, the Sarah Palin suggestion is quite good.
I consider myself to be fairly intelligent; but appearing on the same dais with that woman, would make others think I was absolutely brilliant. Come to think of it, anyone, or anything for that matter, would appear to be absolutely brilliant, when compared to Sarah Palin - a toddler, an insect, a block of wood...
Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Nope...on my bucket list to have cinema ALL to myself one day...without having to actually hire the whole place.
Louise wrote: "Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Nope...on my bucket list to have cinema ALL to myself one day...without having to actually hire t..."
I think it might creep me out a bit to have the whole cinema to myself. I could quite get used to having the whole bag of M&Ms or Revels to myself though.
Jim - lol! Her favourite line when she had absolutely no idea what people were asking her was, 'But I'm a hockey mom.' And amazingly, it would bring a wave of flags and huge applause. Dear me! Politics is just a huge pile of nonsense altogether, in my opinion. Banks run countries, not politicians. We're all puppets and slaves to a huge economic engine over which we have little sway in real terms. I know it's a cynical view, but I think we're conned into thinking that there's any real democracy.
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Once again, your show of support and offer to be of assistance are very much appreciated.
I believe that I am extremely qualified to enter the political arena in the U.S. (or any ot..."
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Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Nope...on my bucket list to have cinema ALL to myself one day...without having to ..."
Did you hear the latest on the Palins? I guess they got into a fist fight somewhere and the police were called. Can't remember the details but she allegedly said, "Do you know who I am?" Unfortunately we do!
Joy wrote: "Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Nope...on my bucket list to have cinema ALL to myself one day...witho..."
Hahahaha! Only too well! I think I'd have been wearing a mask if were her, and pretending to be someone else!
Tori wrote: "Joy wrote: "Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Ian wrote: "Obviously a cowboy film with so many rustlers about lol.....but wrong thread Louise??"Nope...on my bucket list to have cinema ALL to myself one..."
She is entertaining, I'll give her that! Can't believe anyone would take her seriously...:)
Top of my bucket list at the moment is finishing my sequel. I've written 100,000 words or so and it's got a way to go. I'm getting the horrible sinking feeling that I'll never make it to the end. I'm finding it so hard to fit everything in. My life is so full of people and things to do. Every day I set writing time and someone eats it or it doesn't happen. Every night I try to make amends and am too tired to manage much more than a few dozen words. How did I become so old and knackered? How did my life become so busy and demanding? Like a cluttered cupboard, it needs a clear out. Trouble is, everything and everyone in it is important. I'm whining. I'll shut up.
Tori wrote: "Top of my bucket list at the moment is finishing my sequel. I've written 100,000 words or so and it's got a way to go. I'm getting the horrible sinking feeling that I'll never make it to the end. I..."You can do it Tori and it'll be brilliant!!
I wish I had as much faith in myself as you have in me, Joy.But thanks ;-)
Tori wrote: "I wish I had as much faith in myself as you have in me, Joy.But thanks ;-)"
I know what you mean, it's easier for me to cheer on others than to believe in myself. But you should! :)
Well, I was torn between putting this post on the 'bucket list' thread and the grumpy thread or even the happy thread. For the last three days, contrary to my can't-be-bothered-with-exercise-because-it-flippin-hurts attitude, I've been doing a half hour workout a day. I suppose it's on the bucket list to have a killer figure, so I've set about the job. With a bit of daily toning and no weight loss needed, it can be done. It's disgusting really that I can't be bothered. So I'm trying to be bothered.
For the last three mornings, I've gone on Youtube and dragged up a 30 minute workout, which I'm both happy and grumpy about. I'm not enjoying it. I'll never enjoy it, but I'm pleased with myself.
Also, last night, I had my first Spanish lesson. We know a family who lived in Spain for 8 years. Their kids grew up there and are now bilingual. They had us over for dinner recently and my OH decided he'd like to take lessons off their 17-yr-old son. So he fixed them up, and at the last minute, I decided to go with him. I was the scribe. I wrote everything down and took none of it in. Have some homework to do before our next lesson next Wednesday.
Daughter from uni rang last night. When I told her we'd taken up Spanish and that I'd been doing some exercise, she was well impressed. But she doesn't expect it to last for long. Oh she of little faith. Or maybe she knows me too well ;-)
Tori wrote: "Well, I was torn between putting this post on the 'bucket list' thread and the grumpy thread or even the happy thread. For the last three days, contrary to my can't-be-bothered-with-exercise-beca..."
Tori,
Fantastic goals and attitude! Anyone can do something that's easy, they enjoy, and really want to do. It takes a special kind of person to do something that's difficult, they don't like, and really don't want to be doing it.
Since you're exercising and learning Spanish, perhaps the next goal should be that you and your other half (note: I didn't say better) learn to dance the Tango.
Inform that daughter of yours that I have faith in you even if she doesn't. Perhaps because I don't know you at all.
Jim wrote: "Tori wrote: "Well, I was torn between putting this post on the 'bucket list' thread and the grumpy thread or even the happy thread. For the last three days, contrary to my can't-be-bothered-with-..."
Ha ha! Thanks Jim. I'm glad someone has faith in me. I'm not known for my staying power if I'm not enjoying something. On the other hand, I'm a great 'stayer' if I'm committed to something. Hey-ho.
As for dancing the tango - I learned that long ago. When I was a kid, all your parent's friends were your aunties and uncles, as were the friendly neighbours. So I had many of these adopted aunties and uncles. 'Aunty Rose' was a ballroom dancing teacher and was a good friend of my mum's and had no children, to her great disappointment. She ran a free class of ballroom lessons in a church hall and left an open invitation for the local kids to come along. My mum sent me.
Aunty Rose took a particular shine to me because I was very good at dancing without trying. I was the right build and I was rhythmic and musical, not to mention I was a lovely, polite kid who was sensitive to her needs and wouldn't admit that I hated ballroom dancing. All the other kids dropped out one by one, but I kept going out of respect for her and loyalty to my mum. I did every medal there was to do in ballroom dancing - 11 in all. Ballroom dancing wasn't fashionable in the 70s and 80s, so I didn't admit to the kids at school that I was really cool by day (in my dreams) and did ruddy waltzes and quicksteps in a ballroom by night (only one night a week, but it felt like a sacrifice at the time).
So, don't need to tango, Jim, and in any case, my OH has two left feet.
As for the bucket list, despite my MILD apprehension about flying (!) I'd love to go in a helicopter at some point in my existence. I don't want to induce the need by getting stuck in snow on some remote mountainside or other, I'd just like to drive to an airbase and be taken up in a helicopter for an hour. Is it possible to buy that experience, should I come into a silly sum of money? (dreaming again)
Have you heard of the 30 day shred Tori?? It's pretty hard-core, but it's half hour exercise that allegedly produces amazing toning results.I've done it twice pre holiday and works a treat.
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No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that thought. Haven't done my workout yet today. Just eaten a bag of liquorice allsorts and had a pile of choc though following a lamb casserole! *Sighs*
Naughty but very nice.
Tori wrote: "Jim wrote: "Tori wrote: "Well, I was torn between putting this post on the 'bucket list' thread and the grumpy thread or even the happy thread. For the last three days, contrary to my can't-be-bo..."
Tori,
I can't speak for the UK, but in the U.S. helicopter rides are often included among sight-seeing options at famous tourist destinations. My late wife and I enjoyed a helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon in 2003. It was not exorbatantly expensive and was absolutely worth the amount charged.
The Grand Canyon tour was my wife's one and only experience in a helicopter. However, as a 19 year-old Marine in Vietnam in 1967, I got to ride in a helicopter many, many times and even got paid $175 a month to do so. How's that for a great deal!
We took a helicopter ride in Hawaii years ago. It was okay but noisy, if I remember right. I'd love to see you do the tango, Tori! I'm not a dancer as I have foot issues and can't wear dancing shoes. Oh well.. Have a nice weekend everyone! :)
You lucky things - Joy and Jim. I'm feeling all deprived hearing about these helicopter rides. I'd love to take OH up in one. His bucket list ambition is to have flying lessons. Never gonna happen. Too expensive. I don't think you'd love watching me do the tango, Joy. It's been almost 30 years since I put my dancing shoes away. It's like riding a bike though, I imagine. You never forget.
The medal tests (as they were called) were terrifying. We'd go to the ballroom on the exam day, and the whole dance school would be crowding around the ballroom, and when your name was called, you went! You had to do four dances for every exam: waltz, quickstep, foxtrot, tango. I suppose they got harder, but they never felt harder to me really. What was horrible was that everyone crowded round the floor while you did your dance routines for an examiner. Also scary was that I did my routines with the guy who owned the ballroom. I was used to dancing with my dance teacher who was a woman. Dancing with Frank - that was his name - felt really weird and put me off. I only got one rehearsal with him before this scary exam. I hated doing them. I used to stand there in crowds of people and be unable to remember a single step - until the music started. Then it just happened. Compare that to music exams - one piano. One examiner. A quiet room. Sheet music to take in as a crutch, so no problem if the old mind (which was a young mind back then) went blank. Music exams were scary too. Shaky hands were the enemy and ruined what had been a lovely piece at home. Plus, as a pianist, I couldn't take my instrument into the exam room and was doomed to whatever was sitting there when I got in the room. Scary memories all of these. I survived though. When it came to my driving test when I was 17, it was a doddle after that lot. Passed first time after ten lessons.
If all that lot wasn't enough, I did five flute exams and several in speech and drama (yes, unbelievably, I had another 'Aunty' who was a speech and drama teacher). Pete's sake!! Looking back, I must have been either completely mad or completely submissive. Probably a combination of the two. At the time, I didn't question it. Is it any wonder I now give up on things that I don't enjoy? I spent my childhood pushing myself to do things I didn't want to do, with the exception of the piano. My mum had hopes for me and I fulfilled them without a murmur. Kids today wouldn't do it. I'm sometimes asked if I deal with kids who don't want to learn piano but are being pushed by their parents. I almost laugh when I hear that. Kids nowadays don't do anything they don't want to do, which makes for lovely pupils I have to say. On the whole, the kids I teach are focussed and committed. Gone are the days of dictatorial teachers. I make friends of all the kids I teach, so that they know I'm on their side. I don't push them or make them feel small. And then I find they'll pretty much do anything I ask, and happily too, because it's all for their benefit ;-)
Tori wrote: "No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that thought. Haven't done my workout yet today. Just eat..."You should prob check it out now, and report back...purely for my own amusement though. :)
Louise wrote: "Tori wrote: "No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that thought. Haven't done my workout yet to..."I'm chuckling here Louise. You want me to do a hard-core 30 day 'shred', possibly die as a result, but at least I'll have banished the bingo wings and can be buried with honour and with firm buttocks - all for your amusement?
Yeah alright then. I'll have a butcher's and get back to you. If I don't, ring round the East Riding cemeteries until you find me. And if my OH forgets (though I've mentioned it a hundred times), I want to be buried with a lip balm. Can't stand dry lips.
I was explaining what a bucket list is to my seven year-old granddaughter; when she came up with a brilliant suggestion.She said that, since I have always done everything that I said I would do, I should add that I would never die to my list. Now why didn't I think of that?
Lol! That's a great idea. I think I'll join you, Jim. I'm not keen on worms or fires, so the alternatives aren't great. How lovely that you've done everything you set out to do. I've got such a long way to go.
1. See my four kids into marriage and/or their own homes. No sign.
This is number 1. This would be wonderful - to see my kids happy and settled in careers and in their own homes with a view to having their own families. I can't imagine anything more comforting than this. Those poor kids who've lost parents to Ebola or any other disease/hardship, and are alone in the world. Terrible. I will be very happy to see my kids break free and 'make it' in life, which need only be achieving happiness and security.
Once that feat is achieved, then I'll start looking at less important ambitions like globe trotting and possibly moving house and area. We live in a beautiful place, but we're not closed to the idea of moving somewhere new. It will depend on circumstances I suppose.
But, yeah - let's live for ever. Why not? Death sounds rubbish.
Tori wrote: "Lol! That's a great idea. I think I'll join you, Jim. I'm not keen on worms or fires, so the alternatives aren't great. How lovely that you've done everything you set out to do. I've got such a l..."
Tori,
My granddaughter was referring to things I've said I would do and then eventually did. There are still things to be done and places to go; and I ain't dead yet!
Sure Tori, ideally the whole world would work for my amusement,you can be the first step forward :)The thought of never dying is horrific....I find life hard work, not in a bad way as such, but it's tough going at times.
I'll be happy to have led a good life and peg out when the time comes.
Mod
And Jim....never spoken to or met a Vietnam vet B4. Just cannot imagine what that would be like, to be drafted at 19 into the US Marines and sent out to fight. I'm a generation younger than you and a Brit, so it's not as immediate a feeling as for an American, but the thought of having to do that just sends shivers down my spine. It's a conflict that fascinates me but despite reading countless novels, memoirs, a few histories and seen many documentaries plus the various Hollywood films about the war and the protests and the aftermath both in the US and in SE Asia, I strongly suspect I will never have but an inkling of what it was really like. Respect to you Jim.
Ian wrote: "Firm buttocks Tori.....now that's brightened up my Sunday lol.And Jim....never spoken to or met a Vietnam vet B4. Just cannot imagine what that would be like, to be drafted at 19 into the US Mari..."
Ian,
Thank you for the kind words. You probably know as much as, if not more, than I about that war. I actually was only aware of what was going on within a hundred meters around me at the time.
I was not drafted. Seven friends, with whom I grew up, and I voluntarily enlisted in the Marine Corps in 1966. I can only attribute our eagerness to go to war at the time to being extremely naieve or having watched far too many John Wayne movies while growing up.
That particular period was just one small part of my life. It taught me to appreciate and be grateful for many things that I had, until then, taken for granted. I have been very fortunate to have enjoyed far more good experiences than bad ones.
Ian wrote: "Firm buttocks Tori.....now that's brightened up my Sunday lol.And Jim....never spoken to or met a Vietnam vet B4. Just cannot imagine what that would be like, to be drafted at 19 into the US Mari..."
Indeed - to your comments about Jim that is, not the potential of my muscle tone. I don't trust myself to have any staying power at all, but if my behind ever evolves into something to be truly proud of, then I will be publishing the glad tidings on this thread. Pictures are a step too far perhaps!
Yes Jim - respect! I am utterly opposed to war except when it is genuinely necessary and I am far from convinced that many of the recent wars have been necessary, but that doesn't detract from the respect I have for those who are sent into battle.
My general feeling is (and I'm not trying to raise a controversial issue here - I'm just sharing a view which may or may not be shared by others) that I'm full of scepticism about the political influence/agenda of starting or engaging in conflicts in certain parts of the world. There is so much suffering in the world. It's hard enough just to find happiness and fulfilment in a peaceful land. Why the heck do we bomb each other and mete out violence for violence? I don't understand it.
In all seriousness, I wish we lived in a peaceful world where people respected each other and had no desire to harm each other. Why is it so hard to do that? All we can do is have our 'ideals' in our own little worlds - make no enemies; treat everyone with whom we rub shoulders, the way that we would like to be treated, and be patient and tolerant when people fall short.
Sunday sermon over, you can all wake up now.
As for Louise's comment, I actually agree. Much as I dipped in the pond of silliness with my previous comments, of course I wouldn't like to live for ever. I actually don't want to live until I'm too old. I've mentioned before that my gran died when she was 100 and it was pitiful to see her out (as I did). She'd wanted to be off for a couple of decades before she went. It had come to the point where we daren't tell her when someone had died because she was really annoyed that it wasn't her! Poor thing. I don't want to reach that stage.
Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Tori wrote: "No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that thought. Haven't done my..."Me too, I always have lip balm on me! :)
Joy wrote: "Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Tori wrote: "No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that thought. Ha..."I actually panic if I have no lip equipment on me. Glossy lip colours are my preference and must be with me at all times for reapplication. Dry lips are the worst.
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Ian wrote: "As Pete Townsend wrote.....Hope I die before I get old....but I bet he'd now add the additional line...Having done everything on my bucket list."Ha ha! Indeed. So in the spirit of that comment, I'll happily report that I resumed the workout regime this morning at 7 am, after and during which I downed 2 glasses of water. 6 hours later, I've just had first food of the day.
Been dashing off food shopping for the last few hours. Oldest is heading north in my car on Wednesday for a badminton match and is visiting his sister - new at uni - while he's there. She never misses an opportunity to pound my purse (if you'll pardon the pun) and sent me a shopping list as soon as she knew that he was visiting. She was exceptionally excited about the visit. Not because she was seeing her brother, but in anticipation of me sending her a ton of food, so she'd be able to save the money we sent her for food!!! Also on the list - banana bread, homemade. Will have to set about that tomorrow.
Trawled through her list as cheaply as I could and £35 later, I could start my own shopping. Cadbury's hot chocolate highlights - tub of, purple, (very specific this list was) £3.95!!! The price was a surprise. She'd missed that detail off the list. Still not over that one.
Kids!
Mod
Tori wrote: "Joy wrote: "Tori wrote: "Louise wrote: "Tori wrote: "No I haven't. Sounds like I need to check it out. Are you saying I can put my feet up until next June for my hol in July? I'm excited about that..."I agree, I loathe dry lips! Never leave the house within some sort of lip balm. Thought I was the only one! Lol
Ian wrote: "Now that I'm settled into my new "penthouse" flat with glorious views out towards the gleaming towers of Whiston Hospital - not quite Siena or even Miller for that matter - I have realised that I a..."Lol! Go for it, Ian. Nude sunbathing is not on my bucket list. Topless bathing is completely offensive to me. Hubster doesn't seem to mind it quite so much. No idea why. Happily, it seems to be less fashionable these days. Either there are fewer women with no tops on, or I'm going to places which attract old farts like me who are less likely to whip their tops off. Not sure which. Ms Aniston may get off with minging guys in Friends, but let's not forget that she was once the other half of Mr Pitt. I'm sure she could cope with the odd minger if she was going home to better things! He once appeared in Friends didn't he? Not that I watch it, but there was a time when my girls never had it off the box. Not a fan personally.
Joy, you're absolutely not the only lip-balm worshiper. I would be insane without the stuff. Vaseline is the best. I can't go to bed without a good coating on the lips. Makes for very restful nights!
Is lip balm addiction common in the UK? If so, why? I am just curious, since I have never found the need to use it myself and, although I have never had a reason to ask friends and acquaintances if they did, I only recall actually seeing one apply it in my presence. She then applied it to me via direct physical contact; but that's another story.
Topless or nude sunbathing, lip balm and vaseline - what's going on? Have I entered the wrong forum? No I'm in the right place there is Jennifer Aniston mentioned (not on mine) and Brad Pitt (Definitely not on mine)Living forever, no not an ambition. Especially if I keep running - it will kill me very soon. I work on the total number of heartbeats theory.
Done helicopters - still love them - space maybe Branson can make it cheap enough in my lifetime - see heartbeats
I'm now adding learning to Dance - Strictly has finally one me over but more to surprise my wife who can dance properly - I Want to Learn to Dance
Philip wrote: "Topless or nude sunbathing, lip balm and vaseline - what's going on? Have I entered the wrong forum? No I'm in the right place there is Jennifer Aniston mentioned (not on mine) and Brad Pitt (Defin..."Lol! Nude sunbathing! Hmm. Ian started that one, which just provoked a reaction from me. I was once on a pedalo (spelling? - anyway, you know what I mean) in Spain when OH and I happened upon a nudist area. I can still see the old guy standing on a rock overlooking the bay, watching us intently as we approached. He was completely starkers. We switched course and madly tried to pedal the other way. Scarred me for life it has!
So, there's another person who's done the helicopter thing. I'm feeling deprived here!
Jim, I think lip balm is a woman thing. Joy, my friend who also can't be without it, is American, so it's definitely not a Brit thing. My OH can't understand why I have to keep my lips moist at all times. I sometimes pause films or TV to nip to my handbag for some lip service! It drives him nuts. I once went to the cinema and found that I had no lip treatment in my bag. My lips started to feel dry. I was licking them every few seconds, which only made them worse (like supping salt water), and in the end could concentrate on nothing but my lips. It ruined the film for me. That's how dependent I am! I'm just as unhappy with dry skin. As soon as I've had a shower, and before I go to bed every night, I have to plaster moisturiser all over my face and neck. I hate that 'tight skin' feeling you get in your face when you get out of water. Urgh!! If anyone wanted to torture me, they need only keep me in a room without skin cream and lip balm and play 50s and 60s music to me - or just about anything after that - and give me olives for my dinner.
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Seem to be the odd one out here. Hate lipstick or lip balm. It always seems unnatural to have some sort of chemical on one's mouth. Haven't a lot of faith in the chemical industry and always wonder what is in the product.As for dying, birth and death are the only two certainties in life, as they say. Dying seems to be very much a part of life.
Always feel very privileged to have been born just after the war, as although wars have been fought since, that was the last one to have affected actual British soil. Wonder what the future holds for children and grandchildren. Weapons have become even more terrible and more people have them.
Ian wrote: "Not sure I qualify as a minger Tori......bit harsh lol. Lip balm Jim??.....only once in my life when skiing as had burnt lips."I'm sure you don't qualify as a minger, Ian. Where do you get that idea from? The guys in Friends tend to have the mental age of a ten year old at best. Joey - probably about 5. Not sexy at all. I'd fancy Del and Rodney (and possibly even Uncle Albert) sooner than fancy the Friends guys. Why? Because the Trotters make me laugh. No, I think you have an excellent chance with Ms Aniston. No hint from me of putting you in the minger category. That English humour of yours could win her over.
Carol - if you can show me a death certificate which says death by Vaseline, I might give it up. Otherwise, I'll take my chances. Who knows what they put in any product we use? Even food is sprayed. In the spirit of us all agreeing that we're not fussed about sticking around for ever, I'll keep colouring my lips and keeping them soft and moist and beautiful and lose a few hours/days of my life because of it if I must. I'm sure my kids will be ready for their inheritance a few decades from now anyway, so I might as well look and feel good for as long as pos until I kick it ;-)
Don't know how you manage without. I've mentioned before that I want to be buried with a lip balm, and possibly a bag of liquorice allsorts. To be discussed.
On a reflective final note, I always get a strange feeling when I look at old black-and-white photos. Not long ago, I saw a picture of Blackpool in the summer. The picture was taken in the 20s I think. The promenade was packed and the beach was littered with hundreds of bodies. It was so weird to think that all those people had gone and that we'd replaced them and that someone would look at pics of our time and reflect upon the same things years from now. Have I depressed you all enough now, or shall I keep going?
No, not depressed. It's interesting how ephemeral everything really is. When you are a child time seems to go very slowly. Then it seems to speed up the older you get. Very strange.On the Ilfracombe History Forum the other day someone posted a photo of my school class in 1956. It seemed weird to see myself looking very small in the back row, and it was in black and white, like your Blackpool photo.
I think it makes you want to use every minute, not to waste life.
Joey! Not sexy! He very definitely is!
Regarding death: I have experienced enough close calls to know that I'm not afraid to die; however, I am in no hurry to die, at least not at this stage of my life.I do not believe in any type of after-life existence, other than the molecules being scattered and recycled. The only thing that bothers me is the fact that, if I am wrong, I - and everyone else - will know that I was wrong. If I am right, no one - including me - will ever know that I was right. That possibility is a definite ego bruiser.
Tori wrote: "Ian wrote: "Now that I'm settled into my new "penthouse" flat with glorious views out towards the gleaming towers of Whiston Hospital - not quite Siena or even Miller for that matter - I have reali..."Tori, I too, put Vaseline on before going to bed! I never leave the house without some kind of lip stuff. My husband knows about this even though he doesn't understand. I like to use baby powder after a shower and I have tons of lotions for my legs and arms. My OH always tells me to use up what I have before buying more but I can't help myself! Well, it's a relatively cheap addiction! ;-)
Joy wrote: "Tori wrote: "Ian wrote: "Now that I'm settled into my new "penthouse" flat with glorious views out towards the gleaming towers of Whiston Hospital - not quite Siena or even Miller for that matter -..."I'm the same, joy. But I prefer baby oil to baby powder. Powder dries doesn't it? and oil does what it says on the tin. It's a fantastic moisturiser.
As for the life-after-death question. Jim, I hardly think you'll be suffering from bruised ego syndrome if you suddenly discover that you're not really dead and will be existing for eternity. I'm sure people will be kind enough not to say, Ha, I told you so, and I'm sure you'll be chuffed enough to manage a huge slice of humble pie before proceeding on with your eternal happily-ever-after.
"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough."Mae West (Actress) 1893 - 1980
"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever."
Mahatma Gandhi (Leader of Indian Nationalism) 1869 - 1948
Jim wrote: ""You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough."Mae West (Actress) 1893 - 1980
"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever."
Mahatma Gandhi (Leader of ..."
Ah, but if there is one long happily ever after (or not, as the case may be), we don't live once, but it is all one long continuum and this is just a fragment of it.
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Not wrong thread, Ian. You'll remember that a top bucket desire of Louise's was to be alone in the cinema - preferable, even, to being on the back row with me! Can you imagine that?
Ian, just pack a brown bag? That doesn't sound very dignified or practical for me. What am I going to wear around the pool? You're absolutely right though - Richard Branson might make me want to puke. I have a solution: if he seats me next to his wallet, (which will need a whole seat to itself, obviously) I think the sight of it might help the nausea a little. Then if I'm sick in my brown bag, I can clean myself up with a tenner and there'll still be plenty left to spend around the Virgin Cosmos Hotel.
Jim, all you need to run for President is to be decent looking, have a great tie and a model wife and a couple of kids to lug around for show, as well as me writing your speeches etc and I can't foresee any problems really. Wana see if we can drag Sarah Palin back into the arena as your sidekick, just for a laugh? We don't want to look too competent or people might start to trust us.