256In this blogposting…
*Local Dialect Words
*The Parking Ticket
*The Human Clock
*Spooky or What
*And Finally...Forsythe and Hatter
Onward and upward…
Our next AGM will take place at 1100 this upcoming Wednesday, 23 February at Oliver’s Cafe in Newcastle’s Grainger Market.
It will be restrained, sedate and genteel. A splendid time is guaranteed for all.
And while we’re on the subject….
LOCAL DIALECT WORDS
Hildie sent me an interesting email whose subject should be just up our collective street (as it were). In it, she says that Newcastle Library is attempting to make a list of as many local dialect words as possible, presumably for posterity.
As examples, the Library mentions sneck and hoy. Hildie suggests that everyone who attends the AGM should bring with them a suggested local word for the Library’s list.
I think that’s a brilliant idea. So please come armed with a dialect word for the AGM on Wednesday. Come to think of it, we could conduct our entire business in Northumbrian.
If you can’t or won’t attend the AGM, please send me your suggestions. You can do this by leaving a comment on the blog or by emailing firstname.lastname@example.org.
THE PARKING TICKET
Here’s a little story sent to me by Eric and Jean, who run The Commercial in Tantobie. I really like this story because it says so much about the way my own mind works.
‘Working people frequently ask retired people what they do to make their days interesting. Well, for example, the other day, Mary my wife and I went into town and visited a shop.
When we came out, there was a traffic warden writing out a parking ticket. We went up to him and I said, 'Come on, man, how about giving an OAP a break?'
He ignored us and continued writing the ticket.
I called him a ‘stupid git’. He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn-out tyres.
So Mary called him a ‘stinking pile of rats‘ manure’. He finished the second ticket and put it on the windscreen with the first.
Then he started writing more tickets. This went on for about 20 minutes. The more we abused him, the more tickets he wrote.
Just then our bus arrived, and we got on it and went home.
We try to have a little fun each day now that we're retired. It's important at our age.’
THE HUMAN CLOCK
Dave Shannon (whom God preserve) sent me this link in an email. Cut and paste it into your web browser. I hope you like it as much as I do.
When the clock appears, click on it. Analogue will turn to digital.
This, I’m thinking, is what the internet was made for.
SPOOKY OR WHAT
Not satisfied with amusements and diversions like The Human Clock, Dave also took it upon himself to send me something even spookier...
This is freaky!
This year we will experience 4 unusual dates...
Now take the last 2 digits of the year you were born and add the age you will be this year. It will equal 111.... Crazy, right?
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