tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post8371475005311676057..comments2023-10-11T13:36:40.615+01:00Comments on menopausaloldbag (MOB): There's none so blind as those that cannot see.....menopausaloldbag (MOB)http://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-51772749032063100792008-06-04T02:30:00.000+01:002008-06-04T02:30:00.000+01:00Debs - You warmed up a horse turd in the bottom of...Debs - You warmed up a horse turd in the bottom of your aga, a what, dear god?! Just so you could identify a fecking worm?! I knew my comment about eating at your place was a bit like eating at a bush tucker trial! And you hand me the evidence just like that! Hah!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-5417518478461064662008-06-03T10:22:00.000+01:002008-06-03T10:22:00.000+01:00Tread carefully MOB. There's nowt wrong with warm...Tread carefully MOB. There's nowt wrong with warmed up horse shit! When we first bought this house it had an AGA, the only tme we used the bottom warming oven was to warm up a dollop of horse turd. We found a worm in it and Bob wanted to get it a bit more active so he could identify it. It's about the only thing AGA's are good for! Bebs xGeorginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11974050596783678940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-38969647883757791632008-06-03T03:50:00.000+01:002008-06-03T03:50:00.000+01:00Aims - well it was a bit of poetic license there! ...Aims - well it was a bit of poetic license there! He never really expected a three course meal, just the one! And I wouldn't let him have pizza or any other takeaway's at the time because we were, besides the booze, on a health kick! <BR/><BR/>He's a generous and kind soul who has let me take the mickey out of him big time in the post! And all for the sake of art! Bless him.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-69255884227587218472008-06-03T01:32:00.000+01:002008-06-03T01:32:00.000+01:00And why can't himself get a bite to eat at a pizza...And why can't himself get a bite to eat at a pizza joint or something like that? Why does a three course meal need to be out on the table?<BR/><BR/>And honey - if you're looking like Hortense now - Oh...sob....aimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-37578948184357434422008-06-02T22:52:00.000+01:002008-06-02T22:52:00.000+01:00Sy - horse dung on my coat? Hose dung is practica...Sy - horse dung on my coat? Hose dung is practically a cologne and aphrodisiac around these parts what with the horsey ex hunting lot liking a good bit of horse shit warmed up for breakfast.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-66080270766196297252008-06-02T20:45:00.000+01:002008-06-02T20:45:00.000+01:00FA - let's start smaller how about a session on th...FA - let's start smaller how about a session on the couch with Phil and Fern! Que music - da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da dobbie doo doo bie doo! Que me pooping myself with nerves big time! At least we can dream eh?!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-60516028593453636722008-06-02T20:03:00.000+01:002008-06-02T20:03:00.000+01:00Do you think we should buy our outfits for when th...Do you think we should buy our outfits for when they invite us to go on Oprah?family affairshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17896692261265817869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-75902335334205275162008-06-02T18:41:00.000+01:002008-06-02T18:41:00.000+01:00I thought I'd drop in to congratulate you on comin...I thought I'd drop in to congratulate you on coming second in the competition. I too came second in my "Mommy blog" category...I think for brits we did pretty well! Lxfamily affairshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17896692261265817869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-88850003095675768572008-06-02T17:12:00.000+01:002008-06-02T17:12:00.000+01:00Yeah sorry about that. I had been drinking a few ...Yeah sorry about that. I had been drinking a few that night on a raucous Old Mans Rambling trip. They were most fetching boots though!! Sorry if I got any horse dung on your coat.Kevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06255906764540903051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-68720680712985086352008-06-02T11:59:00.000+01:002008-06-02T11:59:00.000+01:00OMG this was hilarious, loved the image of you get...OMG this was hilarious, loved the image of you getting home fine until someone stood on your fingers, haven't laughed so much for ages. Hope you're OK! xxShe's like the windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10075810201419237816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-86973012535186754722008-06-02T09:10:00.000+01:002008-06-02T09:10:00.000+01:00Carolyn - ta hen. I was sorry to see you throw th...Carolyn - ta hen. I was sorry to see you throw the towel in and not campaign for your great blog no matter how good you thought the compeition is. You deserve to be up there as you are so talented.<BR/><BR/>Eileen, kids are so grounding but just wait until the get older and leave the nest - you'll be back!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-18896433743078996902008-06-02T06:13:00.000+01:002008-06-02T06:13:00.000+01:00You always make me smile, this time I was laughing...You always make me smile, this time I was laughing out loud. So funny, I can just see the whole thing being played out in my mind. I have a few stories like that, back before the kids came. Great times.<BR/>I hope you are feeling better. I would play this up, for at least a week. <BR/>I also hope you win. Good luck! My fingers are crossed, you so deserve this.<BR/>XOXOAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-42566886514063173432008-06-02T06:04:00.000+01:002008-06-02T06:04:00.000+01:00You are too funny. LOL at the vision of you with y...You are too funny. LOL at the vision of you with your legs sticking out of the hedge after you fell into it. Great writing...Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04340061182737906221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-75525974865738162082008-06-01T21:58:00.000+01:002008-06-01T21:58:00.000+01:00Auntiegwen - I so wanted to call it a scabby dug -...Auntiegwen - I so wanted to call it a scabby dug - it's genetic isn't it?! But I knew the English and the rest of the world wouldn't know whit a scabby dug was! Thanks fur the vote hen, ahm rrrreallly grrrrateful! Och aye the noooooooo!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-75479194477431636262008-06-01T21:18:00.000+01:002008-06-01T21:18:00.000+01:00Mob, why so posh ? You know it's a scabby dug !!St...Mob, why so posh ? You know it's a scabby dug !!<BR/><BR/>Still voting, still votingauntiegwenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03605486752049211743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-27391160859270469462008-06-01T20:59:00.000+01:002008-06-01T20:59:00.000+01:00Sy, knew I'd met you before! Bet you were wearing...Sy, knew I'd met you before! Bet you were wearing climbing shoes with spikes in them - I wondered what the holes in my hand were! <BR/><BR/>Dusty - as of two weeks ago our inn was bought over by some fantastic new chef's and the new menu is superb so it will be nosh up there before we lurch home pished as farts. <BR/><BR/>CJ - I am really chuffed that you read my post - you are a spectacular writer. The fringe will take weeks to recover but my God am I going to get some mileage out of it! Bless himself he helped me prise my eyelashes apart the next morning!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-89873518558906358212008-06-01T18:55:00.000+01:002008-06-01T18:55:00.000+01:00You have a fabulous sense of humour, I thoroughly ...You have a fabulous sense of humour, I thoroughly enjoyed reading this post. Hope the fringe isn't too bad!<BR/><BR/>CJ xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-13525542097018529582008-06-01T18:22:00.000+01:002008-06-01T18:22:00.000+01:00Good heavens, you sound like us of a Thursday! We'...Good heavens, you sound like us of a Thursday! We're lucky though, our local serves food! Flick xxDusty Spiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06422088766499401074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-79753346931349700302008-06-01T15:57:00.000+01:002008-06-01T15:57:00.000+01:00A big guy wearing hiking boots huh? Ummm...you we...A big guy wearing hiking boots huh? Ummm...you werent wearing a black top were you? Ohhhhh dear...Kevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06255906764540903051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-41210018283818856302008-06-01T14:22:00.000+01:002008-06-01T14:22:00.000+01:00Bebs - what a story - absolutely brilliant. I cou...Bebs - what a story - absolutely brilliant. I could see the pair of you bruised and battered and dragging youselves out of ditches! <BR/><BR/>Our pals are as just as bad as us at times and we are all professionals who should know better. Good to hear you have the same outlook in life!<BR/><BR/>We have the most brilliant fun with them and we are really lucky to live where we do as it is the most beautiful village with stunning surrounding scenery for great long walks. <BR/><BR/>Luckily our miseeds happen under dark so we get away with it - so far!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-7605216053302228192008-06-01T14:14:00.000+01:002008-06-01T14:14:00.000+01:00Ciara - himself now has written instructions on ho...Ciara - himself now has written instructions on how to remove food from the freezer through to each step being documented in the smallest detail. There is a Fatwa out against him. He has written a hundred lines saying 'I must not torch the house when pissed and I must not maim or injure my wife in any way whilst trying to feed mself when bladdered'. <BR/><BR/>I have installed an emergency glass covered button that he can smash that automatically goes through to the pizza delivery place in town. He is to use this in times of emergency when he meets the criteria that is set for such a time i.e. he's so mashed he can't stand let alone co-ordinate thought and limbs to heat up food without having the fire brigade turn up. I made him sign a contract when he sobered up.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-19320695350325740152008-06-01T14:06:00.000+01:002008-06-01T14:06:00.000+01:00Sy - Wish I kndw who stepped on my fingers - all I...Sy - Wish I kndw who stepped on my fingers - all I know is that they were mightilly swollen the next day but it was defnitely some big b'stard judging by the size of his hiking boot imprint on the back of hands. Fecker.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-12117620811829764682008-06-01T12:18:00.000+01:002008-06-01T12:18:00.000+01:00MOB, Can't you put the oven on a timer? (I know my...MOB, Can't you put the oven on a timer? (I know my cooker does it, but I can't be arsed to read the instructions) Your journey home reminds me of Bastille day here when Bob and I cycled into town. There was a heatwave and by the time we got there we were sweating golf balls. We ordered a couple of jugs of sangria/cider to quench our thirst. Then cycled home, no lights on the bikes or in the lanes. We ended up falling into ditches we were so p*ssed. We arrive home covered in cuts and bruises, stripped off and jumped in the pool at midnight. What a night. Bebs xGeorginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11974050596783678940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-20286098162787291792008-06-01T04:56:00.000+01:002008-06-01T04:56:00.000+01:00omgoodness...hope you're ok, mob. guess you'll hav...omgoodness...hope you're ok, mob. guess you'll have to make his munchies whilst three sheets to the wind again, eh? men!Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12365631315923740004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-2316197596470718022008-05-31T23:36:00.000+01:002008-05-31T23:36:00.000+01:00Ah yes. Being a younger man, I am always a sensib...Ah yes. Being a younger man, I am always a sensible chap and would never partake in these kind of shenanigans. OR, lets just say I wont be airing them here until I know you a little better.<BR/><BR/>So I need to know who stepped on your fingers, and the 29 seconds actions preceeding the event! And Why is Devonshire Dave called Maltese Mick?Kevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06255906764540903051noreply@blogger.com