It does seem a strange way of expressing it.
And for some reason I have taken agin Barry Robinson in a big way.
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Ah the English language has so many many ways of expressing thoughts that even native speakers/writers can be mutually incomprehensible hasn’t it?
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I didn’t take in that particular nonsense when I read it, but you are right, that is what it says. Even accepting that a person could once have been an old, black vehicle (I suppose it is sort of possible, if you think about it), I still struggle with the idea of belonging to your own child. In a chicken & egg sort of a way.
I don’t know whether to think the journalist should be sacked, or the editor. (Actually, I sort of know the editor, and I’d opt for the latter.)
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Evening All
Strange weather today, although I did get the washing done & dried
Very ‘close’ this afternoon with thunder in the distance, & now we have rain
For some strange reason,I haven’t yet had a Drink today,so think that I should remedy that ASAP…
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia.xx
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< snaffles pitcher at speed of light > [gluggity]
Thank you, Dahlink. I needed that!
G xxx
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Sunny ‘n’ coolish here. Not much rain forecast for the next week; oh well.
[sippity]
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Shamefully, I am enjoying a gin and soda on my own.
I have made veggie sambar and it smells rather good.
Soo xx
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Fixed that for you.
Also you’re not on your own, you’re in Cellary Company.
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Have just poured a glass of ‘Gelber Muskateller’ which is going down rather nicely
I have a Bottle of White Port in the 'fridge, & a selection of English cheeses.I have invited the Noo Director to come & try them. I hope he comes soon, as the temptation to make a start is very great…
Soo, just Bluddy well enjoy it
Carinthia.xx
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Ingesting a pleasant budget Côtes de Gascogne as part of my pre-med routine for The Archers; also waiting for the bloody phone to ring.
Multitasking, in fact.
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I’m not enjoying anything. Thinking of reasons to be cheerful isn’t working and I’m being a miserable old cow. Would someone please give me a kick up the bum and tell me I do still have things to be cheerful about?
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A Cellar to come to and request emergency arse-kicking on a Sunday evening? Although I am not sure any application of boots to your backside is entirely appropriate. You are allowed to feel that way at times, you know; and it’s a rotten, miserable bloody feeling more deserving of sympathy than pedal proctology.
But, if you insist… [biffity-thump]
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[peckity] Tseep!
Not that I am exactly a bundle of fevvery sweetness and light myself at the moment (one of the things about depression is that sometimes it’s an entirely logical reaction to an external situation) but even when I’m feeling grim I reckon might as well plug on until I have a reason to stop.
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Severial Hugs coming your way, TFM
I’m falling over very good memories here, & some horrendous ones,& I can’t think straight in either English or Austrian ATM, so I ain’t going to Effing well think at all
Liberates another Pitcher
Carinthia.xx
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That’ll be yer exogenous type of wing-drooping. I know it well. I always seem to proffer kind thorts, but it’s all I can do, azza bee.
I certainly don’t intend to give you one of those (or a sting, TFM). Just a fuzzy hug.
Soo xx
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Post-lurgy blues are the absolute pits. You have my sympathy, TFM.
My only suggestion as slightly cheering in spite of it all would be something like a chocolate mousse or a really special cheese or something out of your ordinary and totally self-indulgent, just because.
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Thanks all, I went and had a cry, then washed it all way with a hot shower. Then listened to TA, which was probably a mistake. Coping a little better now all the same.
So, so true. And I’m sorry you’re suffering too, I suppose ‘plugging on’ is all one can do, really.
Oh yes! Me too. I hate this time of year now, September and November are full of reminders of happy memories that make me sad, and October is just full of the saddest memories imaginable.
Bloody good idea.
Even better idea. Let’s all drink and not think together.
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Ah. Now I positively detest this time of year and put that down to noxious ‘back to skool’ miasmas borne on the autumn air. I mostly hated school. And I loathe the shortening days and the prospect of fallen leaves, which are a positive menace. All that keeps me going is stockpiling razor blades, apples for the stuffing into of. But apart from the mister’s birthday falling in September it holds no particular poignancy for me. Months that do can be Hard Work, TFM, and for what it is worth, you have my sympathy.
That Fish’s suggestion of Lovely Cheese is one with which I heartily concur.
G xxx
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Used to love it, but, when Mr C was possibly dying every second of 2010, I now hate it.
The life is sapped out of me from August to November & I can’t help it.I know that this year will be 9 years, but these few weeks seem as though they were yesterday.
I am now supposed to avoid Stress
Mega Snork & Mega Pitchers…
Carinthia.xx
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Have a hug Carinthia, and if I can have one back I’d be grateful. Only two years for me so far but the feelings are the same., and the ‘yesterday’ bit.
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