Do NOT wash your hair in the shower!! It’s so good to finally get a health warning that is useful! The problem is that the shampoo runs down your body when you use it in the shower. I don’t know WHY I didn’t figure this out sooner! I use shampoo in the shower! When I wash my […]
Most people phone their local council about bin collections, potholes and housing - but it appears many also think they have the answer to every question under the sun. The Local Government Association (LGA), which deals with about 50 million calls across England and Wales every year has released some of the calls that have […]
A student got the following text from his mother:- Mom: Your great-aunt just passed away. LOL. He texted back:- Son: Mom! Why is that funny? Mom: It’s not funny! What do you mean? Son: Mom, LOL means Laughing Out Loud. Mom: I thought it meant Lots of Love. OMG! I have to call everyone back. […]
For everyone who was in the G+ session today, this is just one of many spoofs of the promotional advert from Redrow. PS - feasible (not feesable - but that might be a pun.)
This fits in nicely with our current theme in Kitely:- They can sleep anywhere, They suffer from random bouts of crying. They will try to eat almost anything. They enjoy throwing food around. They enjoy watching cartoons. They are easily distracted. They are very messy. Their brains are in a constant state of absorbing knowledge. […]
When I finally made it to the city of Wilming, I had only spoken to two other people. There was the border guard, who asked a few questions (very impolitely), and the taxi driver, who I couldn't get to stop talking, even though I couldn’t understand a word he said. Was he even speaking English? I tried replying to him making noncommittal noises, but ended up desperately staring at my phone, trying to give him a clear hint that I wanted to be alone with my thoughts. I needn't have bothered; he just seemed to like the sound of his own voice, and it didn’t seem to matter whether I responded or not.
The next person I met was the secretary at the admissions office, who brusquely gave me a huge pile of papers, brochures and forms to fill out and return the next day, ‘Don’t lose them’, she admonished, and topped it all with a map with a big red X showing me where my ‘digs’ were. Before I could ask any questions she was speaking to the next student. I tried to figure out where I was, and realised with a sinking heart my accommodation was miles away. I took a wrong turn several times, avoiding eye contact with anyone I met, and dragging my rather noisy and wobbly suitcase behind me, it felt as if one of the wheels was about to come off, maybe it was a sign of things to come.