Dogsit Daughter had Edna in the kitchen when I appeared, and I got a modest fuss for a couple of seconds.
That's it? We're rationing affection today?
Seemingly, yes. When Dogsit Daughter returned from Manchester Met, Edna went potty for her. When Sally was drying her hair, who disappeared off with her? A bit of a Scooby-Doo question given that there were only the two of us, but, yes, it was Edna.
That's Quite Enough Of That!
In this case the "that" belongs to a bottle of shampoo that Conrad gets from Morrisons, as it is 1) Cheap 2) He hasn't got enough hair to warrant anything elaborate and 3) There's a lot of it (shampoo, not hair - do keep up!):
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| "Green is the colour of my true love's hair-care" |
What on Earth? Where else would you find apples - on the hard-shoulder of the M57? In the wheel-well of a Dreamliner jet? Floating about in the upper reaches of the troposphere with little fairy wings? Bah! Unless there's another shampoo, one that uses "Factory-Farmed" apples and which can only be sold in the Third World because Political Correctness prevents it from being retailed in Morrisons. Or there's another one made with "Wild" apples.
Yes, if Conrad were an apple he'd be wild, too, and not in a good way.
Oy! You Better Not Be Pulling That Down
For several weeks now, scaffolding and rigging and other miscellaneous construction working has gone up on this tower block, which is a particular location in "Revelations", my long-awaited zombie novel:
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| Juuuust above dead centre. Walking dead centre! Get it? You see, the Oh. You do. |
Conrad has suffered two buildings being demolished - the BBC Studios on Oxford Road and Our Lady's school in Royton - which featured in his zombie novel. The BBC can be re-written, I've decided to ignore OL being demolished, but this tower block plays an important part in Operational Support and Crisis Response (North West)'s attempts to re-establish a presence in Manchester city centre.
Conrad has noticed a few of these "motivational" posters around Manchester. Here's a shot of the one featuring Ed Stafford:
| Ed Stafford - anagram of "Ed's Daft For -" |
Well, pontificates Conrad, hands on hips. The irony! These rugged, out-doorsy types with aspirational quotes about going forth and seizing the day and deciding your own rugged out-doorsy fate - all in service of a television channel intended to have you sit on your ass and grow fat watching it (television, not your ass - do keep up!)
Ouch
Today in traffic, Conrad sat behind a car with a window sticker that read "Pheonnix Cars". I think you'll find, Pheonnix Cars, that it's spelt "PHOENIX" "PHOENIX" "PHOENIX"
(Inhales cyclohexane to calm down)
There. I feel better now.
| StevieNicks. Close enough. |
Again, BOOJUM! ventures forth into the educational field, giving you the reader a more rounded learning experience. No, don't thank me, only doing my duty.
So. "Desuetude". Well, this is obviously - obviously! - Old French - hmm, maybe Middle French - and refers to a kind of steamed savoury pudding served as a main course, making use of the off-cuts and other bits of meat left over from meals made earlier in the week. No refrigeration, you see, so if it won't keep you either bin it or - put it in a pie.
What's that?
It isn't a kind of pudding? What is it, then!
It means "disused".
Damn you, reality! You just eliminated a whole branch of French cooking!
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| O Lost pudding! We could have been so good together (shakes fist at Reality) |
"Beat Phil" - Yes, Beat Him Severely With A Great Big Stick
That fruitful generator of blog material, a bus poster, caught Conrad's eye today.
"Phil used the phrase "Touch Base" 14 times yesterday. He still makes £10 K more than you do" - this is supposed to trigger our Greed Gland, so we trot along to the Beat Phil website and sign up for careers advice on how to beat Phil.
| "Mace, One of; Phil's Head for the application thereto" |
Finally
Apparently Conrad is back in the good books -
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| Sleepy puppy is - sleepy |
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