pippychick

I haven’t been here in years… time to come back and spread a little….cheer..

So yesterday I knitted a bobble hat for the dog. You can’t tell, but she’s really impressed.

So yesterday I knitted a bobble hat for the dog. You can’t tell, but she’s really impressed.

So yesterday I knitted a bobble hat for the dog. You can’t tell, but she’s really impressed.

So yesterday I knitted a bobble hat for the dog. You can’t tell, but she’s really impressed.

Is anyone really surprised that Trump doesn’t like (or even understand) intelligence? After all, they’ve got nothing in common. It’s like a bad match up on a dating website. This is the guy who probably still thinks he can “turn off” the internet. The guy who’d have more money now if he’d just saved the loan his father gave him, instead of fannying about with it, making as many people miserable as possible.
Much as I dislike certain aspects of US Intelligence services, if I was about to be President, I’m still damn sure I’d trust them over Putin. What a complete and utter wazzock… I wonder if he’ll be able to bring himself to trust the intelligence services the first time they say: “Get down!”
I must stop watching the lunchtime news.

Is anyone really surprised that Trump doesn’t like (or even understand) intelligence? After all, they’ve got nothing in common. It’s like a bad match up on a dating website. This is the guy who probably still thinks he can “turn off” the internet. The guy who’d have more money now if he’d just saved the loan his father gave him, instead of fannying about with it, making as many people miserable as possible.
Much as I dislike certain aspects of US Intelligence services, if I was about to be President, I’m still damn sure I’d trust them over Putin. What a complete and utter wazzock… I wonder if he’ll be able to bring himself to trust the intelligence services the first time they say: “Get down!”
I must stop watching the lunchtime news.

Over Christmas (as we do every year), we watched the entirety of ‘Pride and Prejudice’ while engaging in our own particular hobbies. Mostly, the quiet ones, like sewing, although every now and again it does precipitate one to cry out in a most alarmed fashion upon discovering an earlier miscount of stitches.
Be that as it may, I came upon a sudden startling conclusion whilst watching this year, which has to do with my dislike of our modern-day “celebrity culture”- and it is this:
Almost everyone on the entire planet has turned into Mr. Collins!
It’s true. Think about it for one moment. Remember the ugliness of his infatuation, and how well he considers himself for enjoying the “condescension” and “patronage” of Lady Catherine de Bourgh. You could easily replace that woman’s name with any featured in the celebrity section of our news outlets today and lose little meaning. And, just as in ‘Pride and Prejudice’ Lady Catherine has little claim to our (or Lizzie’s) adulation, our admiration or even our respect, except for that which society bestows upon her.
In light of the above, it is possible that we can draw a straight comparison here between Lady Catherine and any of the Kardashians, or Kanye West, or Donald Trump. As for Mr. Collins… I respectfully and humbly suggest that if you’re in the habit of grovelling to people with no claim to your consideration besides their excessive wealth and status – please stop. The rest of us are Lizzie. We are not Charlotte Lucas. It’s unseemly.
 
My apologies. I haven’t been writing anything. And now I have a piano lesson. And actually, I think I might be Lydia. Oh, well.

Over Christmas (as we do every year), we watched the entirety of ‘Pride and Prejudice’ while engaging in our own particular hobbies. Mostly, the quiet ones, like sewing, although every now and again it does precipitate one to cry out in a most alarmed fashion upon discovering an earlier miscount of stitches.
Be that as it may, I came upon a sudden startling conclusion whilst watching this year, which has to do with my dislike of our modern-day “celebrity culture”- and it is this:
Almost everyone on the entire planet has turned into Mr. Collins!
It’s true. Think about it for one moment. Remember the ugliness of his infatuation, and how well he considers himself for enjoying the “condescension” and “patronage” of Lady Catherine de Bourgh. You could easily replace that woman’s name with any featured in the celebrity section of our news outlets today and lose little meaning. And, just as in ‘Pride and Prejudice’ Lady Catherine has little claim to our (or Lizzie’s) adulation, our admiration or even our respect, except for that which society bestows upon her.
In light of the above, it is possible that we can draw a straight comparison here between Lady Catherine and any of the Kardashians, or Kanye West, or Donald Trump. As for Mr. Collins… I respectfully and humbly suggest that if you’re in the habit of grovelling to people with no claim to your consideration besides their excessive wealth and status – please stop. The rest of us are Lizzie. We are not Charlotte Lucas. It’s unseemly.
 
My apologies. I haven’t been writing anything. And now I have a piano lesson. And actually, I think I might be Lydia. Oh, well.

I am building a small solar-powered toy robot. 
At this point, I’m assuming the “educational” aspect of this toy for children is the eighty page assembly booklet, in Chinese.
 

I am building a small solar-powered toy robot. 
At this point, I’m assuming the “educational” aspect of this toy for children is the eighty page assembly booklet, in Chinese.
 

I am building a small solar-powered toy robot. 
At this point, I’m assuming the “educational” aspect of this toy for children is the eighty page assembly booklet, in Chinese.
 

Happy new year, guys  

2016, how I hate you. Several days ago, we were watching a modern take on A Christmas Carol, and checked to make sure Liz Smith was still alive as she has been in three versions of that story. Today, when I was showing my mother how to use the voice activated google search on her phone, she asked it first about Liz Smith, since we already knew she was all right (or so we thought).
RIP Liz Smith, who died on Christmas Eve.
Seriously, I can’t even… *sighs*

2016, how I hate you. Several days ago, we were watching a modern take on A Christmas Carol, and checked to make sure Liz Smith was still alive as she has been in three versions of that story. Today, when I was showing my mother how to use the voice activated google search on her phone, she asked it first about Liz Smith, since we already knew she was all right (or so we thought).
RIP Liz Smith, who died on Christmas Eve.
Seriously, I can’t even… *sighs*

And RIP Richard Adams, author of Watership Down.

COUPLE OF KIDS LAST WEEK AT WORK: We’ve never heard of BlackAdder. What is it?

KID AT WORK TODAY: I didn’t know who George Michael was until I saw the news this morning.

Clearly, these kids live on a different planet to the one I inhabit.

COUPLE OF KIDS LAST WEEK AT WORK: We’ve never heard of BlackAdder. What is it?

KID AT WORK TODAY: I didn’t know who George Michael was until I saw the news this morning.

Clearly, these kids live on a different planet to the one I inhabit.

From my family to your, the brightest blessings of this holiday season, and all the best in 2017!
 

Food shopping commenced at 0700 hours. Food shopping completed at 0900 hours.
A dog ate my mince pies while I was putting the shopping away.
*tries to wrap things*
*fails*
*panics*
Status at 1100 hours: Panic.

Food shopping commenced at 0700 hours. Food shopping completed at 0900 hours.
A dog ate my mince pies while I was putting the shopping away.
*tries to wrap things*
*fails*
*panics*
Status at 1100 hours: Panic.

Food shopping commenced at 0700 hours. Food shopping completed at 0900 hours.
A dog ate my mince pies while I was putting the shopping away.
*tries to wrap things*
*fails*
*panics*
Status at 1100 hours: Panic.

Happy birthday Bronxie!  My friend who is such a great help to me, especially here!

It’s definitely Christmas now…
*sings along to ‘A Spaceman Came Travelling’*
You can sing this even if you’re an atheist.

It’s definitely Christmas now…
*sings along to ‘A Spaceman Came Travelling’*
You can sing this even if you’re an atheist.