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Lesley wrote:
I didn't find them objectionable I just found it amusing they seemed to expect there would be cheerful Cockney's like Dick Van Dyke in the East End and we didn't go round saying "Lorr luvaduc" or have a pearly king and queen on every street corner. I was just saying how after I;d told them all the stories about how the match girls lived. the suffragette connection etc the thing that really grabbed their attention was the connection to a celebrity Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furball Would you Adam and Eve it? -- Adrian |
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On Jul 3, 6:05*am, Adrian wrote:
Would you Adam and Eve it? I would have never believed you were a cockney me old china Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furball |
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On Jul 2, 5:16*pm, hopitus wrote:
.. Am I the last remaining reader of newspapers? Would like to think not. Far from it- I read the 2 free papers every working day then I also buy a couple of national papers (depending on what gets my attention) most working days and also buy my local paper and sometimes weekend papers (although I loathe those supplements and the fact I have to pay extra for them I always hand them to the newsagent and say "Got a bin behind there? If I wanted a glossy magazine I would have brought one") Dave reads them online Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furball |
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"J J Levin" wrote in
: I live in Northern NJ. There are organized fireworks on the 4th, but the NY Police Commissioner was just on the radio, warning NY residents not to drive to Pennsylvania to buy fireworks. Private fireworks are illegal in NY, and he specifically said that people who cross the border to buy illegal fireworks will be arrested and their cars will confiscated (as they do in drug cases). Jay How are they going to do that, have road blocks at the border? would love to see someone try that |
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"Yowie" wrote in message
... On 3/07/2011 8:47 AM, CatNipped wrote: I can't imagine what it must be like to live in a place of such history - any longer than a couple of centuries' worth. You, like I, live in a country with many thousands of years of human history. Its just not Western history. Yowie Got me there! ; And it's more an oral history than a written one. And seeing that I'm part native American I shouldn't have made that gaff to being with! shame faced -- Hugs, CatNipped See all our masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped See the RPCA FAQ site, created by "Yowie", maintained by Mark Edwards, at: http://www.professional-geek.net/rpcablog/ Email: L(dot)T(dot)Crews(at)comcast(dot)net |
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On 2011-07-02, Lesley wrote:
On Jul 2, 11:01*am, hopitus wrote: You did forget "Special K". That must be American over here "Special K" is a diet breakfast cereal! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furball A little rpca content sneaked in because Special K is the veterinary drug Ketamine. Bud |
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Ketamine is actually a treatment for RSD - they put you into a coma to
administer it. I never had the nerve (much less know any doctors) to do it. -- Hugs, CatNipped See all our masters at: http://www.PossiblePlaces.com/CatNipped See the RPCA FAQ site, created by "Yowie", maintained by Mark Edwards, at: http://www.professional-geek.net/rpcablog/ Email: L(dot)T(dot)Crews(at)comcast(dot)net wrote in message ... On 2011-07-02, Lesley wrote: On Jul 2, 11:01 am, hopitus wrote: You did forget "Special K". That must be American over here "Special K" is a diet breakfast cereal! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furball A little rpca content sneaked in because Special K is the veterinary drug Ketamine. Bud |
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Yowie wrote: On 3/07/2011 3:32 AM, CatNipped wrote: LOL! Your post sent me back to a childhood of playgrounds set in concrete. Bones had to be sticking out of skin before anyone was sissy enough to go home crying to mom when we fell off the top of the monkey bars or "tightrope walking" on the top of the extra tall swing set - not to mention trying to get the swing to go completely around in a circle and more often than not banging into the steel posts instead. Then there was the ever popular child's game of "Lawn Darts" where children stood on opposite sides of the lawn and threw very large steel spikes at the target at one child's feet - can't tell you how many times I had to pull a dart out of my leg. There were public pools that kids could attend alone at any age, dive off the high dive 25 - 30 feet above the deep end of the pool, and drown if the lone "lifeguard" happened to be flirting with a pretty girl at the time. Not to mention being basically kicked out of the front door with a backpack of sandwiches at first light and not allowed to come back (even had we wanted) until after dark. I lived next to a large copse of wild woods with many wild animals, such as nutria (think rats on steroids - they could take on a large dog and win). there were streams to cross on a fallen log, trees to climb to serious heights, ropes strung across the trees to swing on like Tarzan or make a rope bridge. To build tree houses we had to "borrow" from our garages machetes, axes, hammers, ten-penny nails. saws, etc. - all of which we were never taught how to safely use - we either figured it out or lost a piece of finger. Any less serious injury was treated with spit and a mud pack (it's amazing how few infections we had - I guess we built immunities pretty quickly). I sometimes think that we were still practicing "evolution in action" in those times. Anyone smart enough to live through a childhood like that had the privilege to grow up to marry and contribute to the gene pool. I walk past the playgrounds of today, with their moss and wood chip ground cover - nothing high, nothing steel, everything a very light plastic, no monkey bars, no see-saws and more often than not totally deserted (how could kids possibly have fun on those unthrilling, vanilla "toys"). And children have to be accompanied by parents, they're not allowed to venture anywhere on their own now-a-days (even if they should desire a few minutes away from their Nintendos and WIIs). It's all pretty sad really. And I'm sure it's why so *MANY* of our children in the US are seriously overweight and having *HEART ATTACKS* in their *TEENS*!!! That was unheard of when I was young. There was maybe one poor child in the whole school whose single mother coddled into overweight and that poor child was teased and hounded to misery (there weren't any awareness programs about the damage this did). I can say, righteously, that I was not a teaser - having lost my dad at age 4 and being brighter than my peers caused me enough teasing and grief from my peers that I could empathize all too well. Most of that is due to the culture of suing if a child gets hurt. If local councils choose to put in play areas for children, they have to be as safe as possible and have signs all around saying that children have to be supervised at all times and that any use is solely at the user's risk. Combined with the general culture that sees 'outside' as a big scary place and that 'unsupervised' children are 'neglected', and you have an indoor culture. According to current wisdom over here, children should not be left unsupervised for any length of time until they are at least 12. I was walking to and from school which was just under a mile each way by the time I was 7. Sometimes I walked with friends, but often I walked alone. I knew how to cross a road, and not to talk to strangers /unless it was an emergency/. I knew how to dial emergency on a public phone, and knew my next door neighbour's phone number (we didn't have a phone) if something happened and needed to contact my parents. I fell over and grazed verious bits of me more times than I could coung, got sunburnt, got beat up by a boy I liked once, and was even approached by a stranger once (I don't know if he was dangerous or just 'not right in the head' - I ran home). I went to the shops for Mum to pick up milk and bread and like you had the kicked-out-in-the-morning, be-home-by-dusk curfew. WOuldn't, and couldn't, happen now though - that would be considered neglect. Unless crime in Australia has lagged behind the U.S., it's not a question of "neglect", it just isn't SAFE! (When I was a kid, little boys were never seen in the ladies' lav in department stores, either, but nowadays it's not really safe to let them use the mens' with no attendant parent or companion.) |
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