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Friday, 29 June 2018

THE GHOST OF MRS PEPPERPOT BY FIONA CUMMINGS


One of our Bloggets did make me laugh yesterday as she wrote something that totally amused me.

“asking your child to go and get their sibling for their dinner is just asking them to stand next to you and scream their siblings name.”

 Haha, it’s funny to me as it does happen. My Mum used to tell me to get my Dad for his dinner and I used to do just that. Shout Dad. Like my Mum could have done something similar like shout his name but I did it for her and the oddest thing, she never questioned it or said I said go not shout?

 

I find myself saying things my Mum used to say, things/phrases I used to dislike immensely. Words that really used to get on my goat. See, there’s one of those sayings. To get on one’s goat, what is the origin?

Well it means to be annoyed or to be annoyed with someone. I heard it came from America. I also read that it has something to do with racehorses. Apparently, they kept goats with horses to keep them calm. When a goat was removed, the horse became angry.  Now that to me sounds like a little story but it could be true.

 

Take a gander is another one. It means to take a look. So, what is a gander? Well from what I know, and that could be considered limited so if I am wrong let me know? A gander is a mail goose…. Geese have long rubbery necks and they can stretch and bend anywhere to have a look at something. I read somewhere that one kind of goose can fly as high as 30,000 feet! Wow, that’s crazy. I think it’s the Bar headed goose. I wonder why they need to fly that high?

 

We have loads of geese on the nearby lake. When they fly over they are amazing, easy targets for the sick individuals who kill them. Cowards. I believe in Carma. That’s all.

 

We went to the pub quiz last night. And guess what? We won. Oh, my goodness you may say. Those who have been following our disastrous results in or local ish, pub quiz will know we don’t do winning. Every week we used to come last. Then a new group started and we came second last, then for the past six weeks, we have come middle for diddle. (Another Saying) so, first?

 

You may ask yourself why and how? Good question and a easy answer. We haven’t eaten high quantities of fish and other brain foods; the answer is simple. There were hardly any groups as the England football game was on TV. Hahaha. So, there were only three groups. But, the team we beat were the team that used to win every single week. That was until, a teachers group came and beat them. And they came second. Then they started coming near the bottom. And last night, they came last again. Something very odd has gone on there. Every single week for a year they won. And not just by a few, but they almost got 100 per cent. Like 77 out of 80.

I did say almost. Smile!

 

And then to go from that to coming near last every week or like last night, last? Basically, I used to say quite loudly too, they must be cheating I mean the questions that were asked were so difficult and obscurer. Well every week they won and got the money which was, is, a small amount. £10.

 Every week they kept the money. Since they haven’t been winning, another group have won once and put the money in the charity box and the teachers when they win, keep it. Hahaha. That’s fine, that’s what it’s for, so last night, we win, and guess what? Wait for this, not that it would have made a difference, but it was for fun. I kind of wish it was every week. As people can get quite serious. Hub has always said if we win we will put in the charity box but having said that, the couple we go with haven’t agreed to that… I guess they think it’s a pointless conversation because we have no chance of winning, until last night because there were only three teams. The group that always used to win, there are about four or five of them in that group then there is a table with three an then us four.

 

So, at least eleven of us, it’s a pound each player but last night was free. I wasn’t sure why, as we could have all still paid £1 even if the winning prize was for £5, the pub still would have made a profit. There was no supper either because of the small turnout. Haha. So, oh, my, we decided to go to Taco Bell! Well Hub wasn’t impressed. He hates that kind of food.  

  I adore it.

Now I had to fight last week for him to get his burger knowing there wouldn’t be veg food, so this week I was less likely to agree for another burger place.

 

Well our neighbour had a few drinks so couldn’t drive leaving his wife to do so. Oddly they don’t ask us. Smile.

 

It’s a drive through place but there is also a restaurant. So, our neighbour said he will go to the restaurant as he didn’t know what he wanted as has never had food from such a place before. I said he will have to do the drive through, but no one would listen. Out the car he got with Hub. Two minutes later, she said. “Oh. Their coming back already looking rather gloom. Turned out you couldn’t go to the restaurant and they were closing. But the drive through was still open. Well she drove right through it missing the speaker. So, she couldn’t reverse so had to try to get him to do it. He did ish. But he realised that you have to use your car to activate the speaker or something from the start not once missed the speaker. So, reversing didn’t help.

 

He got out to do it manually. Then all panicky. He realised he’d lost something. I was worried for him thinking wallet? I was about to suggest calling his mobile as we would hear where it was if that was what he lost? No, it was his plastic cigarette thing. Well I couldn’t help but laugh when he asked his wife was she sitting on it? I replied if she’s smiling she is…. No one laughed but me and I realised it was getting rather tense. Hub was nudging me. I can’t help it I found it so funny my poor neighbour was in such a state as lost his vaporiser…. He was out the car even asking the girl behind the drive through as if she would have it? Well that just tickled me a bit more. I guess it was a hot night and a full moon not only that but a blood moon. At least I didn’t start to howl.

 

Thank goodness he found it…. I enjoyed mine but hub ordered just cheese fries. Well he tasted them I tried one as he was disgusted by the flavour. I said they are not yours but our neighbours… no one would listen. Long and short of it, five minutes later, “Oh, there’s some chips in a plastic tub…. Oh, they have some kind of cheese on!””

Oh. Hubs fries…. Well our neighbour ate them. Sadly, he didn’t enjoy his supper she did as did I. for the next two weeks there is no pub quiz. Just think of all the fun we will miss out on. I guess it was a situation where you had to be there. and, have my sense of humour, as no one else found the event funny. That was after our neighbour announced to the pub.

“what is the record for getting the anagram?”” as his wife got it in about one minute. The quiz master replied. Four and a half seconds. Bahahaha. Who counted the half? So, then he the neighbour replied.

“Well we haven’t beaten the record then.”” The pub went quiet. I cringed. I said to his wife. Oh, my God. He’s mortifying.  But amusing and just him. I wouldn’t swap him. He is so funny though when it comes to the anagrams. He gets all positive he gets what the answer is… then he whispers the answer. And it’s totally unrelated to the correct answer. And it’s the way his wife replies to him.

“How the hell can it be that when there is no P in the anagram or L?”” Oh, he says now I know what it is, and he gives another answer equally as stupid. It’s her way of speaking to him. But he gets other answers and he is very clever he just doesn’t get anagrams. As I don’t have a clue of geography. I’m not even sure of which part of England I live in. Is it Scotland? Smile.

 

But we won how? Because there were only three other groups. Because there wasn’t a cash prize this week. And because we had our funny neighbour’s wife, she’s really good I would guess the best out of the four of us. Hub just doesn’t care. Me and her are really passionate about it. I guessed all the pop questions. She guesses the actors. Hub and our neighbour guesses the sporty ones and as for the general knowledge? Well there is nothing general about it.

 

Hub working at home today I’m sitting outside it’s beautiful the house is too hot. Where we have our table, it’s so lovely there is a breeze from the long corridor that goes along the side of our house.

 

My dogs are by my side chilling, how do they cope in this heat with that fur coat on?

 

Remember when you are walking your dogs to think of their poor pads on their feet? Imagine your souls of your feet on hot concrete and tarmac is worse as the tarmac melts and gets in between their pads on their feet and sets hard. Each time they put their feet on the ground they burn. A dog won’t complain they do to please us. It’s up to us to be responsible and caring. Also taking them for a walk in this heat? Please be careful they don’t always know when to stop. Our dogs are due to go out tomorrow. I am not sure if they will yet, depends on the weather. If it’s too hot, it’s so dangerous.

 

My baby is about to go to work. He’s hating his job. I’m telling him to stick to it. Until at least he knows what he wants to do in life. he wants to be a teacher but doesn’t want to do the study for the next three years. He wants to be a Personal Trainor but again it’s study that costs so much money and when you qualify, it’s rubbish pay. He would be brilliant at both. But right now, his boss wants to promote him to manager. Right now, he’s assistant manager.  His girlfriend keeps telling him of jobs that he would hate but pay well according to her. Now, firstly they are driving trucks. Secondly, I don’t believe the hours are correctly, I have never heard of a job that pays £15 for only four hours per day? And what a waist of a brain also in the future God forbid, he may have my eye condition. I pray every day not, but if he has experience in management, he will be able to go into a job that will be OK for someone who can’t see as well. If he drives a truck, what job will he do?

 

Sham came around last night, she’s so funny she couldn’t reach the cupboard to get a dish so BW got one for her. How do short people do this kitchen thing? Hub said that his ex-had a step to get to high cupboards, I guess I should get one for Sham. Bless her. Then we lost my pepper. She was laughing at BW and myself as I haven’t been able to find that for two days. Now this is where it did get crazy. BW. “Mum, you have 39 salt and pepper pots in your cupboard. All display, why the heck do we not have a pepper pot with pepper in it?”” I do I replied. I have just lost it. Well, Sham kept saying, it doesn’t matter. Hahaha. But it did matter. Where was my pepper pot? BW was looking all around the kitchen the work tops the kitchen table cupboards and no pepper pot. I was sad as it was a set my salt was is, on the table, but with no pepper… it’s the only working pepper pot I have in the house I use it for the table and cooking. It grinds the pepper I love it.

 

Well BW and I were like bee’s buzzing around the kitchen. It was nowhere. Sham looked for the first minute, then chilled. She’s not bothered about things like that, it does bother BW and myself. It’s not a case of it didn’t matter, it’s a case of I have it so where is it?

 

Well suddenly Shamrock said in a surprised voice. There it is… no way it wasn’t there before. And when she showed me where it was, I said no way, not a chance, I have cleaned that worktop twice today, BW said no Mum, it wasn’t there when I looked and Sham agreed as that was where she stood preparing her food. She said there’s a ghost in this house.  I think there is.

 

It’s the weekend. Enjoy your time off work if, you are off work. To Lucas and Magdalena, have a great holiday in Poland. Xxxx

   

 

 

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