Did you ever get your Enfield working, Abs?

Just had the best beef I have ever had in my life.

Not sexually, but to eat, truly yummy yummy yum yum

What cut was it, & how did you cook it?

The lady who runs the croft has her own herd, totally
organic and free-range, pure happy beasts. Not injected
with any shite either......

I had a stew, and all the veg was freshly dug up in front of me.

Real food

On the matter of food, I had the best Indian food I've ever had last night...... with a view of the Acropolis!

jhado wrote: You lucky fucking bugger!

Jane

oioioi wrote:
Lime pickle?

Space Bandit wrote:
Aye, proper home made. Best I've had!

And I was only 2 beers in so no exaggeration.

Gilly wrote:
No, unfortunately. I haven't had the money, despite now working well over 40hrs a week...bizarrely.

Thanks for asking though.

How come on days off work, i.e. weekend, when you've the house to scrub, the laundry to see to, grocery shopping & cooking to do, you end up spending your time doing the off-springs homework, because they get assigned stuff they've not been bloody taught in school!?!

Gilly wrote:
Surely if they haven't been taught the homework subject matter then they can't be punished for not doing it. Or am I being daft?

They're expected to learn from the internet, I presume, with parents doing the guiding.Don't get me wrong, it's not that I mind helping him learn things, but I just don't like the way the schools these days hand over the teaching side on stuff to the parents, and dictate what has to be done, and when it has to be done by.

Left to my own devices, I can help him more effectively, by getting him to do stuff that's fun, whereas he's resistant to doing 'homework', as a matter of principle.

It was exactly the same when my daughter was at secondary school. I complained to the head about it at the then, and he claimed to have had no idea it was going on = never stopped it happening though.

They should just go back to the o-level and drop the coursework bollox.

Discovering stuff for yourself is masters/doctorate level stuff. Trying to do it with kids at 15 years old is crazy. Throwing dice around hundreds of times in statistics for example or just coming up with pythagoras by themselves is just hilarious. Complete waste of time and lessons.

After all summer struggling with just dole money, I've just got my student grant.
Happy Monday here I come!

Oh yeh!

Nice one

andyh wrote:
Yeah, my 11 year old's 1st lot of homework was to design a list of circuit boards for different uses, but they hadn't even informed the class what a circuit board is .

Space Bandit wrote:
You mean you're going out to buy text books?

Gilly wrote:
Don't be silly Gilly....he'll have to get a job to pay for his text books!

Jane

I'm having a stressful day so far.

Just about to set off for work, when the gobbin son comes dashing in, having realised on arriving at the bus stop that he hadn't got his pass. Turned the house upside down - no pass to be found.

So I called work & said I wouldn't be in due to having a migraine (which is true, though I was going to go anyway, and it's affecting my vision more dramatically than ever - it looks like little sperm swimming in a wiggly way towards each pupil). If you take the day off sick, they're OK with that, but if you say you're going to be late due to some personal situation, such as having to drive son to school, they kick off & make a 5 act drama out of it!

So leaving my drive, I came nose to nose with a bin lorry as it spun round the corner, blocking the cul-de-sac, & had to reverse back into my drive. Realised I'd forgotten to put the 3 recycling bins out, and no room to drag them down the path with my car there, so had to lift them above the car & pass them to the lad to get them out, covering us both with dirty rain water in the process.

Only noticed a zebra crossing at the last minute & had to break sharply, but achieved this with 3 feet to spare - was only crawling to start with. There was an old git waiting to cross on the far pavement, who started shouting abuse, even though I was nowhere near him. Shouted some back, and a policeman appeared at the side of me, shouting that we'd no need to be shouting. So I shouted a query as to why, as it was unnecessary, he was joining in, then drove off, leaving him shouting.

Got out of the car in front of the school to explain to my boy where I'd collect him, and a bird crapped down my shoulder.

Got the number to call the local council re a replacement bus pass off the net - was on hold for at least 10 minutes before being provided with a different number because that was the wrong one. And that pisses me off, because like a lot of corporations, they have an outgoing recorded message telling you there's going to be a long wait because they're 'experiencing an unusually high volume of calls at the moment', which is a lie, coz whatever time of the any day you call, it's the same message. And it's £15 for a pass, which they'll get round to posting out 2nd class some time when they can be arsed!

I hope your day improves Gilly, it surely has to after that lot x