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A real 'cutie' isn't he ??? one who can make you smile ......


I think I have an idea of what the bird is trying to say - do you ?? " ner ner ne ner ner " comes to mind ......

Whoaa there Charlie - WAIT ! there's just a wee crumb on yer lips .

Mama, Papa - is that You ? come back, I need you......

Bonnie and Clyde ...

Hi Folks,

We who have taught or been involved in the bringing up , know this is a typical funny! From the diary of a Pre- School Teacher :
Some five-year old students were learning to read. One of them pointed at a picture in a zoo book and said,
"Look at this! It's a frickin' elephant!"
I took a deep breath, then asked..."What did you call it?" "It's a frickin' elephant! It says so on the picture "...... and so it does !!


" A frican Elephant "
Hooked on phonics! Ain't it wonderful?
and how about this next one personally I think it's brilliant - see what you think !!
Just a Mom ......
A woman renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.... she hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself ....
"What I mean is, " explained the recorder,"do you have a job or are you just a ...?" "Of course I have a job," snapped the woman. "I'm a Mom." We don't list 'Mom' as an occupation, 'housewife' covers it,"Said the recorder emphatically. I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall.The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised,efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like,"Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar." "What is your occupation?" she probed..
What made me say it? I do not know. The words simply popped out.."I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations." The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in mid air and looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written,in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire. "Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest,"just what you do in your field?" Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn't) In the laboratory and in the field, (normally I would have said indoors and out). I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family)and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the human ties,(any mother care to disagree?)and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careersand the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money. " There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! and I had gone on the official records as someone moredistinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another Mom."Motherhood! What a glorious career!Especially when there's a title on the door. Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations" And great grandmothers "Executive Senior Research Associates?" I think so!!! I also think it makes Aunts"Associate Research Assistants."
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Oh how I wish I could have had enough brain cells in my noddle to give that sort of reply when some smartie pants asked me for information and my opinions on things like this......

Well folks, as you can see " I'm back " ! During the holiday my BIL sent about 70 emails a number of which are funny and a few of which can be seen above ! Rob and I had a great holiday and to add to the enjoyment we spent time on the drive back to the land of the Tartan by stopping off at the Gem Centre in Creetown - I spent a good couple of hours wandering about admiring the gorgeous gems and precious stones..... being a 'jewellery nut' and a bit of a 'magpie' who loves 'sparkly things' I just felt I had landed in Heaven.. This visitors attraction along with a beautiful meal in the local hotel put a fantastic finish to our holiday.

Our holiday in Blackpool was wonderful - great weather (including a big yellow ball in the sky), fantastic shopping and I thoroughly enjoyed myself indulging my 'buying' muscle... The only fly in the ointment was the fact that after the original 5 days booked at our usual furnished flat was finished we had to clear out and move elsewhere as someone had prebooked the following week .
We then had to hunt around for another available flat - as we subsequently found out it was hopeless - it had one of those folding/pull down 'wall-beds' ... I have the feeling that several hundred folk had used it before us and when you sat on the side of it you were lowered to within 4 inches of the floor and it sagged in the middle really badly - it served the purpose though ! for all the time that was spent in it. Next year we will be shopping around several self-catering flats before opting to stay, rather than just taking on the first one we visit...

The one other thing we did on the way back home was call at the village of Barr in Ayrshire - it's a very pretty village set right out in the wilds of the countryside, the reason for calling there was because I had been wanting and meaning to go and have a look at the place where I had heard in the dim and distant past was the area where my grandmother 'Kate Barr' and her ancestors had lived. Unfortunately now it is too late to find out much information - Oh how I wish that I had paid more attention to my old Nan about her family and asked more questions.

May your troubles be less - your blessings be more
and nothing but Happiness come through your door!


Cheers from the land of the Tartan and the Heather, Love Kate xxx.