Tuesday, 26 March 2013
Thursday, 21 March 2013
Yet again the pub was packed! Only 6 booked in, all the rest just arrived ad hoc. I reckon they secretly collude with each other and then say, "right, let's hit him"!!
On other bits of drivel, does anyone know what we have to do to kickstart this global warming thing? We've got buckets of snow forecast this weekend!!
Posted by John Greenwood at Thursday, March 21, 2013
Tuesday, 19 March 2013
My Final Will !
I was sitting at the computer the other day , completing an on line will, & called out to my wife,
"WHEN I DIE, I'M GOING TO LEAVE EVERYTHING TO YOU, MY LOVE!"
SHE SHOUTED BACK "YOU ALREADY DO, YOU LAZY B *#": RD !! "
Posted by John Greenwood at Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Monday, 18 March 2013
Sunday, 17 March 2013
Sunday lunch. My favourite day of the week, as I get to scoff the delicious roasts that Kerry the chef cooks. That's not to say I don't enjoy what Dad cooks, but Sunday roasts have always been relished.
I arrived at the usual time and pre-ordered my lunch (not that I have to), and Kelly the landlady was putting up balloons and streamers for a 70th birthday party. There were 120+ having a hog roast buffet at 4pm onwards. They all arrived at 2pm and the place was rammed! When Dad arrived at 3pm I had to wait whilst he got the car from the top of the car park, (I can't walk that far uphill). Luckily it had stopped snowing!
There will be a few sore heads in the morning!
Posted by John Greenwood at Sunday, March 17, 2013
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
Posted by John Greenwood at Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Thursday, 7 March 2013
Mother's Day approaches.
Although my mother died 13 years ago, negating the need for gifts, etc, I was tickled to read this on one of my friends Facebook page.
"Don't forget to treat your mother to a bottle of wine on Mother's Day. After all, you're the reason she drinks!"
Paul has 150 booked in on Mother's Day for lunch!!
Posted by John Greenwood at Thursday, March 07, 2013
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
MANURE.. An interesting fact
Manure: In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be
transported by ship and it was also before the invention of commercial
fertilizers, so large shipments of manure were quite common.
It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when
wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, not only did it become heavier,
but the process of fermentation began again, of which a byproduct is
methane gas of course. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles
you can see what could (and did) happen.
Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came
below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined
just what was happening
After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the
instruction ' Stow high in transit ' on them, which meant for the
sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water
that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start
the production of methane.
Thus evolved the term ' S.H.I.T ' , (Stow High In Transit) which has
come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.
You probably did not know the true history of this word.
Neither did I.
I had always thought it was a golf term.
Posted by John Greenwood at Tuesday, March 05, 2013