Moos

Drat, I was completely fooled. Mr. Moos said he thought that the music stopped too quickly. And Moosling wasn't fooled at all, and into stunned silence a piercing little voice said 'Bye bye'. Cracked up several rows around us.

Did the high-wire guys fall off during the standing-on-each-other's-shoulders routine? They did with us - one was left clinging kneeling on the wire, and the other hanging from his hands. It was very dramatic - so much so that we wondered if it was rehearsed.

Went. Loved it.

Ha, that was a funny link, JoJo. Just looked up my postcode and apparently there are 'very few children' around here. How I snickered. Perhaps they were only looking around about waist height.

So EDF - a schoolyard fight over the correct use of the apostrophe. Where's PGC when you need her?

Oh, I'm sorry, was that an inappropriate post?

Oh well, if we're not even going to try to stay on topic.

That is so weird. Clockwise for ages, I even concluded it was a joke and asked Mr. Moos. "Anticlockwise", he said. And then suddenly I could make her go either way. Weird, weird, weird.

I see your peppermints, and raise you this nice cane. Ruff.

Well, that saves me a post. Or, almost.

Curses!

I don't think it's at all unreasonable that you might want to run a business that turns a profit, linkzg, it isn't a charity. From a pure business point of view keeping the children safe and happy and their parents satisfied that they are getting value for their money makes a lot of sense!

They have pockets? Mine just assumes I will carry everything he needs, it's like being a lady-in-waiting.

Cruel little buggers, ain't they.

Haven't seen the movie, but the book had its twists, in between creaking dialogue and unlikely turns of events. capt_birdseye Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Next you'll be saying you read Edwina Curry > novels! Ooh you meany.

Rosie, a laudable attempt but it would seem that Denial is a river. Don't waste your breath. And thanks for defending me honour but I didn't take it very seriously. xx

Be careful that they don't shrug and say 'my pocket money should have funded your pension' in a few years...

I suppose if you can have a vague definition then a definitive definition is also possible. True, bt the essence wild he true in all four. There's a sort of beauty to this sentence, one can imagine scholars stroking their beards and gently pondering possible meanings.

No idea what the first sentence means. Re: your 2nd - Yes. Definitely.

Mockers, comic guy could be put into a sausage machine and come out as 4 Mockerses.

Some people think I'm his long-lost sister, and I've been called a bitch only today...

Fuschia, I think you're a lucky woman, I salute you. Sillywoman, who is less and less well named with every post she writes, makes a really good point. But I'd take it even further and say that it's to a degree about perception. My (single) birth experience wasn't a textbook one, and was quite long and complicated but for me feeling well-looked-after and taking each decision one at a time meant that I was OK about it. So I'd say that even if you had a non-ideal experience it is possible to see it in a positive light rather than picking out the most negative parts or blowing it out of proportion with the general experience, which sometimes stories of births do. Even when labour is hard, it's very exciting to think that you're about to meet your son or daughter!

I've just used the word discombobulation without bothering to look it up first, and wonder whether it might mean becoming less like *Bob*.

HonaloochieB Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Although you can't see us Moos, the rest of the > EDF have become a living Bateman cartoon at > hearing this. > My monocle has caromed off the ceiling, my > tincture has splashed all over the founder's > portrait and I've bitten through the stem of my > favourite Meerschaum. > I wonder how anyone else reacted? Dear Hona, I sincerely apologise for having ruffled your equilibrium. Please imagine a cool, smooth Moosian hand on your fevered brow, stroking away your discombobulation. I'm sure no-one else so much as swirled their G&Ts at the news. I have confessed to C2 tastes before now.

*shocked*