The Befouled Weakly News
8 February 2009 Well, they got one part of the weather forecast correct – it did indeed snow and, for those of us who are less accustomed to this sort of thing, it was a significant quantity. The part they got somewhat incorrect is the prediction of its arrival on Monday. We did, to be fair, have snow on Monday but only about an inch and certainly not enough to trouble anyone. Apart, that is, from just about everyone in every part of the UK. I gather it made the news in the States largely, I would imagine, for its entertainment value of how the British cannot cope with an inch of snow and how the whole infrastructure grinds to a halt whenever the word “snow” appears in the weather forecast.
So, that part of the forecast was correct; the part they missed was its subsequent re-arrival on Wednesday night/Thursday morning and then again on Thursday evening/Friday morning. The forecast for those two days was, “light rain” which instead translated into about 12 inches of fresh snow. And, if the inch on Monday was enough to bring the UK shuddering to a halt, the 12 inches on Thursday and Friday ensured that just about everyone had a four day weekend. Fortunately for me, the schools I was supposed to be visiting on Thursday were closed and Friday is normally a “work from home” day so no problem. The key will be tomorrow when I am due to be leading a course at our centre in the middle of Oxford. No problems my getting there, I wouldn’t imagine – the road just in front of the house is a main one which gets gritted and the traffic makes it passable in a matter of moments. The problem, in fact, will be whether any of the participants will get there (or, will even bother to try, for that matter). We’ll see what happens.
So, apart from that excitement, not much else. We had a number of walks with Molly across the countryside and both Ms Playchute and I ventured out with our respective cameras to capture the scenes. Pen, I think, wanted to let her folks in Australia know what they were missing, sweltering as they are in 40 degree temperatures (that’s Celsius, of course – 104 degrees Fahrenheit).
Thoroughly enjoyed the Superbowl on Sunday night and did indeed stop up until the wee hours to watch it. As a neutral, I wasn’t particularly bothered who won but I suppose I was rather quietly hoping that the Cardinals would manage to pull it off. No matter, it was a great match with some great plays.
And then, just when Penelope was thinking it was safe to come into the lounge, this weekend marks the opening matches in the Six Nations rugby competition. Yesterday we had England at home to the Italians and France visiting the Irish and then later today Scotland is at home to Wales. Naturally all this requires vigorous and unrelenting training – I’d best go lie down on the couch to get ready.
Love to you all, Greg A man walked into the ladies department of Myer's and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said, “I'd like to buy a bra for my wife.” “What type of bra?” asked the clerk. “Type?” inquires the man, “There's more than one type?” “Look around,” said the saleslady, as she showed the man a sea of bras in every shape, size, colour and material imaginable. “Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from.” Relieved, the man asked about the types. The saleslady replied: “There are the Catholic, the Salvation Army, the Presbyterian, and the Baptist types. Which one would you prefer?” Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them. The Saleslady responded, “It is all really quite simple.... The Catholic type supports the masses; Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters used to define bra sizes? If you have wondered why, but couldn't figure out what the letters stood for, it is about time you became informed! {A} Almost Boobs... Two convicts are working on a chain gang. "I heard the warden's daughter up and married a guy down on cellblock D," the first con says to the other. "The warden's mighty upset about it too." "Why?" asks the second prisoner. "Because she married a con?" "No. Because they eloped." A husband and wife are shopping in their local Wal-Mart. The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart. "What do you think you're doing?" asks the wife. "They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans," he replies. "Put them back, we can't afford them," demands the wife, and so they carry on shopping. A few aisles further on along the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket. "What do you think you're doing?" asks the husband. "Its my face cream. It makes me look beautiful," replies the wife. Her husband retorts: "So does 24 cans of Budweiser and its half the price!"
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