I feel in the mood for a bit of a giggle. This is Eddie Izzard from his very funny show ‘Definite Article‘ and here he is talking about the famous experiment with Pavlov’s dogs, except this time applying it to cats. Eddie clearly knows a thing or two about our feline friends:
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Posted for Teasingly Diverse’s ‘Saturday Snapshots’ (‘1st folder, 1st photo’). It’s quite a coincidence, given Chere’s own photo, that mine too is of a young animal. This is our cat Bo, photographed at the start of last year when she was about 16 weeks old. She is ‘modelling’ a Fererro Rocher hat (as provided by my youngest daughter).
For the last couple of days I’ve been kind of fixated in putting my family tree back up on the web. I had it all on Ancestry.com, together with photos, and then in some kind of fit of pique one day I removed it all, meaning only to rely on my home ‘tree’ and not continue to fill the coffers of Ancestry. (Yeah, I know, I was being hasty and silly. I get like this once in a while). Well I’m paying for that decision now. My brother showed an interest in the tree on his recent visit and really by far the simplest way to show it all to him, together with pretty pics, is to load it all back onto Ancestry….not to mention the ability to both expand the tree and potentially connect with long lost relatives.
So that’s me. That’s where I’ve been and am likely to continue to be for a few days.
I just took a break from it all to post a Friday video. You know how some film and TV phrases seem to sink into the national psyche and get used over and over? This is a very short clip from the original ‘Italian Job’ (another all-time favourite of mine). I had been looking for the scene with Noel Coward where his character of Mr Bridges says: ‘someone’s broken into my toilet’ in that wonderful plummy, clipped voice of his. Instead I came across this much-loved and much-used phrase in our house when anything goes totally belly up:
This has to be a link because understandably embedding has been disabled – it’s a wedding video with a new and wonderful twist. If you haven’t seen this already, I urge you to click on the YouTube link. If you’re anything like me it’ll make your day …Definitely something to smile about.
I hope Jill and Kevin have a very long and happy future together.
Do you ever find yourself wondering whether your brain 100% matches the physical gender that Mother Nature gave you? Certainly in my mind I am not your quintessential ‘girly girl’ and so I find such thoughts occasionally crossing my mind.
For a start I’ve often found men easier to make friends with than women. Maybe this is because I find men more straightforward (sorry ladies but you do have to admit that we are often a complex and complicated lot).
I loathe and detest shopping with a vengeance, particularly window-shopping, even worse is window-shopping with a couple of girlfriends. If you pick up those ‘latest thing’ quilted purple culottes and I think that they’re totally hideous and make your bum look the size of an oil tanker, am I really supposed to smile sweetly and lie through my teeth about how great they are? If so, I’m at a distinct disadvantage here. My mother was such a stickler for instilling the importance of telling the truth and could smell a fib at fifty paces that it has left me virtually incapable of lying, for fear that I might self-combust in a great puff of acrid smoke.
I’m not a ‘shoe person…’ or a ‘clothes person’ for that matter. I like to think I dress neatly, and when necessary I can ‘scrub up well’ in smart gear, but I will always, ultimately, be dressed for comfort and it’s an absolute given that shoes must definitely be comfortable. If my feet are pinched, sore, blistered and aching it will be written all over my face in neon lights.
I’m totally useless at ‘small talk’, mainly because I don’t see the point in it. In fact I’m so useless at it that in small talk social situations (like parties) the metaphorical shutters go down, my brainwaves flatline and I am usually rendered entirely silent, making me appear (a) shy (which I am), (b) dull and boring (which I probably am) and/or (c) extremely rude (which I always try to avoid).
Finally, I’m a good map-reader, have excellent spatial awareness and can quickly get a sense of direction in a new location – all of which I have read are signs of a ‘male brain’.
SO… Today when I came across a ‘Sex I.D.’ quiz over at the BBC’s ‘Science and Nature’ pages (designed to assess whether you have a male or female brain …not some new perverse sexual game) I decided to partake. The result? Well blow me down, I’m a girl in both body and mind. Certain aspects came out as an equal male/female brain but I have to admit I was really quite chuffed at my ‘femaleness’. It was oddly… reassuring.
The test also picked out that I’m highly empathic….but then I knew that already. The one thing that I do know, and I’ve realised all along is a predominantly female trait, is that I’m scarily good at reading people, but also almost cripplingly in tune with how others are feeling. If you’re sad, I’m sad, if you cry, I cry, even if I’m not sure what you’re crying at! I haven’t, so far, come across any men who are so painfully afflicted, so maybe the test results were only as expected after all.
If you’d like to know whether you have a male, female (or whatever) brain, you can take the test here.
If you haven’t already reached there, trust me, there comes a time in your life when a simple thing like spelling, or more correctly mis-spelling and the corruption of the English language will suddenly bother you in a way you never thought possible. Someone who saw this sign had clearly reached that stage in life: