<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400</id><updated>2011-10-10T21:09:51.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tatty's theories.</title><subtitle type='html'>I always seem to want the answer to everything, so if cannot follow the complicated version, i theorize as to what i think it may be.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-879978194590876291</id><published>2011-09-28T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:28:03.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK does not RULES.... MARK ZUCKERBERG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I have had an account with facebook since around 2006, on August 25th 2011 they all of a sudden disabled my account, because it was a 'a fake' profile/name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Now, regardless of numerous emails i have sent them, they reply with the same thing, but even in saying that, they will not unblock my ability to be able to change my name for it to even comply within their rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ARE YOU JOKING!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I explained right from the first email facebook, that i have been a victim of ID THEFT on the internet, the POLICE have even told me NOT to have MY FULL NAME on any website!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;- My Tatty RagDoll, and any other designs i have,are all in MY LEGAL &amp;nbsp;name TATTY. i have had no sales since facebook changed my name, because people do not recognize me as the designer if i post from facebook, where links posted will go to other sites .. will you rebate me loss of earnings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; The security settings leave a lot to be desired on facebook, we ALL know this, the TRACKING cookies YOU have, fringe our privacy, YOU facebook have NO right to know what other sites i use in MY computer! how many laws are you breaking so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - want me to carry on? i can, you keep saying, about privacy settings BUT if MY ONE name is blazoned across facebook and the internet, NO AMOUNT of setting i do with suffice .. get real! YOU MARK ZUCKERBERG are responsible for this, you have put me at risk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - Hands up who has an account for their pet ... awww very sweet Mark Zuckerberg .. i will open one for my kitteh (cat) ... she has her own passport, so that will be ok and within the rules of facebook ...will you &amp;nbsp;close down that account? .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - i can still carry on, The fact that i am housebound, disabled, and the internet is my lifeline for everything YOU facebook, totally disregard the fact! seems humans have no rights, animals, which i love, trust me, i have rescued them abroad etc .. animals have more rights, same as it looks like prisoners have more rights than the elderly and poor disbaled! think about that one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;This is a theory blog ... i really should not be doing that on this one, as it is a serious matter to me, and others in my situation as regards to facebook rules .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;but just for the hell of it, the theory is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ONE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;- DO NOT be a victim, be the instigator, seems you get better thought of, look at the bad profiles/pages/groups on facebook, that are allowed to ply the dirt/anger and everything else with no problems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - Whatever you do, keep your advertising away from facebook ... it will do you NO GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;- Make sure you have two computers, one for facebook, one for&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;else, make surer you have a really good false ID before registering any social site, they only cost a few hundred pounds (UK) which is far less destroying and  more cost worthy than if you fall to internet ID theft! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - AGAIN go see someone about a fake ID passport/ driving licence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - Go to your vet, get all the necessary things done that will give you a passport for your pet .. then registrar your pet on facebook, it is within the rules people!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; - DO NOT get the police involved facebook do not appreciate anything they have to say on YOUR OWN security! instead call the RSPCA or the equivalent in your country, report facebook for abusing your legal rights. Also the protest that all our elderly and poor disabled change places with prisoners, prisoners get better treatment than our elderly!! thats a fact! think about it, who spouts out about human rights' more than anyone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I could still carry on ... but, will this make a difference? maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;IF YOU LOT OUT THERE POST THIS BLOG ALL OVER THE WORLD!!! &amp;nbsp;or ... click the 'reshare' button if you are on facebook, or any social site ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Then maybe, not only can we get social sites to take notice of our rights to our name and want to be know as, whats so hard in asking to&amp;nbsp;registrar&amp;nbsp;in our own name, prove it, then use a 'nick name' problem solved!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;AND our elderly/poor disabled get better treatment ... if thats the only good that comes from this hard work blog i have just spent all of an hour on .. then i will be happy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;YOU HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE A CHANGE! DO IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Tatty xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-879978194590876291?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/879978194590876291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook-does-not-rules-mark-zuckerberg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/879978194590876291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/879978194590876291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook-does-not-rules-mark-zuckerberg.html' title='FACEBOOK does not RULES.... MARK ZUCKERBERG'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2358620091940428771</id><published>2011-05-22T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T04:35:28.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapture?</title><content type='html'>OK Raptors ...or is it Rapturers? *Yawn* Excuses excuses ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQS-TMS6ZzI/Tdj0zRTos6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/rY2qee81Aig/s1600/rapture%2Btwipic1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQS-TMS6ZzI/Tdj0zRTos6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/rY2qee81Aig/s320/rapture%2Btwipic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to leave so I can claim my house(s) and car(s)! And remember ascended ones ... leave the keys to the car(s) and house(s) under the mat, leave your wallet in an obvious place, AND be sure to write down your ATM pin number so I can support myself in the style which I would like to become accoustomed to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! and Thanks Laurel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatty xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2358620091940428771?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2358620091940428771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/05/rapture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2358620091940428771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2358620091940428771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/05/rapture.html' title='Rapture?'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQS-TMS6ZzI/Tdj0zRTos6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/rY2qee81Aig/s72-c/rapture%2Btwipic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2481057031257271993</id><published>2011-05-20T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T08:55:43.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs a tool for a screw...</title><content type='html'>Yes innocent enough question, and looked how that went with the answers ... Oh names have been 'rubbed' out some, to protect the 'innocents' :S lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgLgfUEXkXk/TdaNgdykAjI/AAAAAAAAAto/4kcB_E_ZzAo/s1600/tool1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgLgfUEXkXk/TdaNgdykAjI/AAAAAAAAAto/4kcB_E_ZzAo/s400/tool1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EitU1fd1zA/TdaNIbZPZWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/xf7MHLmzYww/s1600/tool2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="349" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EitU1fd1zA/TdaNIbZPZWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/xf7MHLmzYww/s400/tool2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K04Y6QrXZuE/TdaMwxI24iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LYzTcNiRnhI/s1600/tool3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="361" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K04Y6QrXZuE/TdaMwxI24iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LYzTcNiRnhI/s400/tool3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZthxfAMvmc/TdaMTRLO8wI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NF_kL4gpFa0/s1600/tool4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZthxfAMvmc/TdaMTRLO8wI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NF_kL4gpFa0/s400/tool4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnhjPoJHykk/TdaL8JFIO-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/Aj5ExkFpQx0/s1600/tool5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="344" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnhjPoJHykk/TdaL8JFIO-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/Aj5ExkFpQx0/s400/tool5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2481057031257271993?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2481057031257271993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/05/needs-tool-for-screw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2481057031257271993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2481057031257271993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/05/needs-tool-for-screw.html' title='Needs a tool for a screw...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgLgfUEXkXk/TdaNgdykAjI/AAAAAAAAAto/4kcB_E_ZzAo/s72-c/tool1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-760673362145236100</id><published>2011-01-10T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:06:48.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storey line in soaps .. UK</title><content type='html'>Storey line in soaps ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past month …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been soo many bad storey lines in UK soaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never do this blog to be serious, BUT what has been happening is not really on! They all know what each other is doing, so they try their best to ‘outdo’ each other so to get the best ratings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the expense of peoples  feelings!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what .. Losing a baby kills you! In a part of your heart you die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing a mother, and her baby die, then swapping a friends baby .. Good grief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double knife edge for a mother grieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman being raped! Then trying to keep it from her other half .. Yes it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you have been drinking!, YOU think it is your fault! You think because you have been drinking, you gave out something that the bloke misconstrued. YOU blame yourself, so you hide it as best you can.&lt;br /&gt;What is worse is, the ordeal that, you are drugged in some way, then someone you thought a friend, does things, and you do not remember, you wake up nearly 24 hours later, and you wonder what has happened? Some things come back .. But mainly, you hide it all . You try and hide all the bruises, you are quiet and no one knows why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, still see that person walking around as if nothing has happened, but when they look at you, it’s a ‘smug’ grin that you see, because he knows you have said nothing! . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel ashamed, even though it is not your fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you reading this, will know what I am saying? How many of you, til this day have never said anything? How many told ONE person who you could trust? But promised them never to say a word, because you feel at fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times, do you cringe and cry at what you see on TV, sob because YOU cannot do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, do these TV shows think, a dead baby, a rape, a swap, is good for showing real life?  To make others not having this happened to understand? I do not think so.. Most people say ‘well these people affected can turn off!’ and not watch … really? Is that an answer to give these people?  Seriously? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No feelings for others is a sad thing, no empathy, towards people who are hurting, that is really sad ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is worse .. Is living with all this .. And not saying a word …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot post a picture to this blog .. NO picture will ever explain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-760673362145236100?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/760673362145236100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/01/storey-line-in-soaps-uk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/760673362145236100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/760673362145236100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2011/01/storey-line-in-soaps-uk.html' title='Storey line in soaps .. UK'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-4674471374027030443</id><published>2010-10-09T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T06:26:06.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected HERO's ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TLBrYKXj5LI/AAAAAAAAAYA/IxOmC6b2GJQ/s1600/Tatty+teddy+blog+theory+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TLBrYKXj5LI/AAAAAAAAAYA/IxOmC6b2GJQ/s400/Tatty+teddy+blog+theory+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526034805627806898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are .. no names mentioned ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lesson yesterday, 3 rotten things happened through other people .. and 3 very nice things happened 2 by people i had never met before!! the other person was you ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after accidentally locking myself out yesterday, and no hope of the other 5 people who lived in my small block coming home any time soon .. the wind was howling cold, i only had a t-shirt on, and trousers, and my health not being all that .. i could have stood there at the entry door and cried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 people who live in the same vicinity, i asked for help in one way or the other, but they were in a hurry to go do what ever it was they were doing... not one offered me the mobile to call the number i had. also the ones that had windows open, who i could hear talking .. did not bother to answer their buzzer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was a day to find that my instinct that i cannot trust anyone anymore has been swayed, and one of them people i am going to try my best to help that man who let me use his mobile phone, after i had been buzzing on the security buzzers in the other blocks around me... he is obviously not in good health from a disability, obviously in need of help .. he has basic living and i hope i can help him get the help he needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very fortunate, i have my laptop that allows me to enter a whole world that on the most part makes me very happy, last night, i put myself in that mans shoes yesterday and the outlook was very depressing to me! so i will try and find out how i can help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delivery man, Paul, had no need to help me the way he did, he said he had a flask of tea, and he gave me his tea, and his puffa jacket, so at least i was warm while waiting for the 'highway man' of a locksmith! 'dick turpin' has nothing on that bloke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The locksmith (dick Turpin) when he arrived, his first words were, the charge is £65 for being called out! i cringed .. and when i said i dont need the lock changing as my front door upstairs was on the latch, it took him a few minutes to put a sort of T shaped hook through the letter box and snagged the knob to open the door .. £65!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not say what i did on that post on my fb wall, hinting that i needed any money from anyone .. i was doing it to try and get a laugh out of a really bad situation ... and i did .. and then this morning i saw your email! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually dig myself out of the 'skint' hole eventually .. but you helped me quicker, thats why i cried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has ever been this nice to me before, i have always been the giver, and never wanted anything in return .. thats my nature, some people really took the piss because of my giving nature, so eventually i clammed up ...the trust eventually left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that i can show you that you can trust people .. as i know you find that hard too .. and i hope it will not be too long either, i will find a way, and i hope you can then find some peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, i am not over the trust issue by a long chalk, but it at least restored some faith, that hero's come by when least expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could give you a really big hug .. but this will have to do for now ((((((HUGS))))) xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to say to the rest of you also, who gave me warm 'cyber' hugs, made me smile, and feel better, i will not forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no rolling of eyes today .. this is straight from the heart :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-4674471374027030443?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/4674471374027030443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/10/unexpected-heros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4674471374027030443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4674471374027030443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/10/unexpected-heros.html' title='Unexpected HERO&apos;s ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TLBrYKXj5LI/AAAAAAAAAYA/IxOmC6b2GJQ/s72-c/Tatty+teddy+blog+theory+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2260801739652563499</id><published>2010-09-01T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:41:19.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TH5OlJi1d2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7S9kt7jWA1Y/s1600/granny+abseils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 357px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TH5OlJi1d2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7S9kt7jWA1Y/s400/granny+abseils.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511929394072221538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old people ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed, a new born baby will be ‘coo’ed’ over, and most will say ‘awww how sweet!’ you know, and rightly so in most cases, although no one will ever say ‘OMG where does jnr get that ugly mug from?!’ no one will pull a shocked face at a new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will want to upset the new mummy, and rightly so, new borns are perfect in its own mothers eyes, she will see no fault, her child is perfect, even with ginger hair!  Right from the start a mother’s instinct is to protect her baby, child, teenager, adult, that feeling of ‘you will die for your child’ never fades, and it will not until the day you die, that’s a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the fact that others revel in the beauty of our child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her child can do no wrong as a toddler either, she will not bite, she will be just ‘mischievous’, but if she is bitten, that horrible child needs to be taught a lesson! You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your child ‘catches’ something. Any run of the mill child hood illness, you blame the other for not staying away, not thinking that really your child needs to catch it and be immune, so as not to be a risk when she becomes a parent. Illness that you have no control over, that risk your childs life, a mother blames herself, no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how perfect you think your child is, you will see no bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering why I am saying all this, not that I am assessing myself, I needed to point out how we behave towards babies really, because, this morning on TV an 80 year old Granny, was on because she still abseils down high rise buildings etc, a feat in itself let alone a lady of that age, the two interviewers seemed to be talking to her like a new born baby, in that ’high pitched’ voice, I have to say she really was the sweet little granny type we all see in our child hood books, sitting in a rocking chair with glasses at the end of her little snub nose, small and cute, the two were talking in the high pitched ‘aww’ voice that we do with new babies lol … even when she was listing what she had done throughout her life! aww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What age do people start talking to mature people like that? I changed the ‘old’ to ‘mature’ just in case I get loads of emails saying I am ageist! LoL yes I have been accused of that before! Another subject, so I am not going there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is the ‘high’ pitched googoo voice only for certain mature people, ie: because they fill that image we have of sweet and innocent older people? Babies have no past, mature people do, how do they become sweet and innocent, if they have not been very good in the past?&lt;br /&gt;I know I do not talk to my father in that voice, and he is getting close to that age of 80, he will probably kill me now for outing him hahahaah this may be the last blog I ever do, pheww did I hear someone say? :O in my own defence he must have been really mature when he had me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo I have a theory on this that may make sense to some …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the age between a baby, and an mature person is say up to 2 for the baby and then starts at 70 for the mature person, where we talk in that ‘high pitched’ voice, what are we in between?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really does that mean that all of us in between them ages are not worth a toss? That we do not look angelic anymore? Or are sweet but not innocent? &lt;br /&gt;People just waiting in the wings to put you down, and do bad things themselves, why do some people just see bad in others? Nothing good? Is it because they themselves were not that ‘cute’ baby, they have seen photo’s of themselves, and now know that people were lying to their mother when they said ‘how cute’!!  hehehe is this why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are they just ignorant of others? I myself do sometimes get accused of ‘ranting’ a bit, if I did not have this blog, I would have all that ranting building up in me .. So this is a good place to release, even though I am jesting!!  Its just that some do not ‘get my sense of humour, that is because YOU DO NOT KNOW ME!  Tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I have to put the odd ‘lol’ and ‘hehe or hahah’ in there or no one would know I was messing about.&lt;br /&gt;That is because written words can be misconstrued. Or Is this because I am in between the two mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the thing here is,  my theory, is that now I understand why people do not want to get old, because they must know deep down somewhere, that as soon as people start talking to them in the high pitched baby voice, they will absolutely know they ARE OLD and considered past it by others, even if in their heads they feel young, regardless of the age, aches and pains if they are unlucky, you never know when you yourself are soo mature to be talked to like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And!! Am I the only one that realises this? If someone starts to talk to me in that ‘high pitched’ voice, I now know my days are numbered!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, When are we now ‘middle age’ even??  Another question lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2260801739652563499?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2260801739652563499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/09/babies-and.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2260801739652563499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2260801739652563499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/09/babies-and.html' title='Babies and ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TH5OlJi1d2I/AAAAAAAAATo/7S9kt7jWA1Y/s72-c/granny+abseils.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-5075895299617118327</id><published>2010-07-06T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:39:33.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Crunch ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TDNMBq_HCOI/AAAAAAAAATI/kz2yCCxwp0M/s1600/BE+polar+oh+im+watching+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TDNMBq_HCOI/AAAAAAAAATI/kz2yCCxwp0M/s400/BE+polar+oh+im+watching+you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490815962297338082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW Government .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a tad late with this, but you know me, I never just jump into these things without a thought, so this was suggested to me by a friend, I suspect is to test my skills really *cough* … so I suppose I will have to try me best on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit crunch came about before the last new government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that right so far? LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, how did this happen? How did we get into such a mess? Not us personally, I mean the country, owing soo much to others? I thought others borrowed from us!!  Just shows how wrong you can be about something. &lt;br /&gt;Thing is, the last government, get us into this position, then tell US we have to tighten our belts! Can you ever imagine any of our lovely politicians doing that?? Well no they don’t because they would rather put in bogus ‘claim’ forms and put us into more debt! They are alright, sod us little people I hear them say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said waaaay back in 1997 that the government will get us into trouble, and what did they do?? Make me right AGAIN! that’s not a bad thing really, I don’t like being wrong hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all that, another election, and good ‘ole Gorddy Brown, makes one absolute blooper  in saying  that an OAP was racist etc, when he thought no one could hear him! WRONG! I am soo happy they did not win, BUT neither did the others, they made a coalition government, which I have to say seems to be doing ok so far..  Well ok, they brought out a new emergency budget, because the last government would not give anyone any idea, as they should have done, where it all was .. Shows how ashamed there were about the whole situation  … NOT! Cos they were still trying to lie there way back to winning another election! Did not work though did it? *V* &lt;&lt; my new sign of the week hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, here we have our happy coalition  peeps,  and the new budget, which I understand that they need to rake money back from the scroungers, but why hit the disabled? AGAIN, yes I know full well that a lot are not even ill .. I have seen and know some! If I was a grass, I would dob them in … but kiddies are involved! So they are not even ill let alone disabled, which takes money from those who need it ME is one! .. Shame on you all for that one! BUT I can guarantee you I will get yet another letter, which I have had in 2006 then all monies stopped for a year .. Because their stooped doctor deemed me fit to work! Funny how just after that, I had to have the operation on my broken neck, to try and stop me from being fully paralyzed, just how fit do you have to be? Long story short, I won that tribunal, the chairman, felt sorry for me, YES he said so in them very words “I feel sorry for you” .. so at least I got everything back, but not the point.&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I should not have someone saying ‘they feel sorry for me’, I should not have been there in the first place, as the chairman also said,  and I hope that doctor got to see the notes on all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I do hope also, that people who are claiming for things they should not be, knowing full well they are not that ill really, just lazy, will do the right thing, and get off their lazy backsides, and give the money back to those who really do need it! I dare ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The credit crunch really does not affect me much anymore, LOL well lets face it, where do I go?  What do I spend on me? Apart from essentials like, ohh lets say  .. Food! should I be cutting down on that?  I did stop smoking to be able to afford better food for myself, so how do I tighten my belt more on that one? OK so I put on a bit of weight  since stopping smoking, but it is not because I am eating myself silly …  not smoking does that to you lol maybe I should go back to smoking and not eat as much? I would be thinner,  back to my normal self, naaaa bad move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do not smoke, I buy food instead, I do not go out to socialize much, I am not capable, beside I would not be able to afford to socialize .. So am I better off not capable?  I may have the odd glass of wine .. If I treat myself, is that allowed if I am trying to tighten my belt more?  Also I really do need heating in winter, hypothermia is not a good look on me, so I am paying for my electric every month by DD to be able to afford to heat myself in winter, so see, I have to budget for that all year, I cant tighten my belt any further than I have on that score .. Even though I am very eco minded .. Electric is not lol &lt;br /&gt;Next on the list is .. My kitteh, how do I budget my kitteh? She does not know anything about the state of affairs, I know she is a very intelligent kitteh, but not unless I show her how to do things, although, I do not know where she got the ‘tapping me on the head while sleeping’ thing from, I think its bred into them as a normal thing to do to us slaves .. Pft&lt;br /&gt;She eats what she needs, never over indulges, I give her the odd treat, cos she make me giggle, she really does need that litter stuff in her ‘closed-in’ tray .. That is because you do know kitteh’s are shy about people watching them do their business ..  Same with us, So that was a bit extravagant, but she likes it .. And it does contain some of the smell! I know what she eats, why is it soo smelly?  Anyhoo, so no I cannot make my kitteh suffer cos the government cannot get their act together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TDNLTfdt-KI/AAAAAAAAATA/AJtPoO728hM/s1600/minnie+me+avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TDNLTfdt-KI/AAAAAAAAATA/AJtPoO728hM/s400/minnie+me+avatar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490815168930511010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would probably be reported to the RSPCA! By my kitteh I bet, Lol then what do I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I come to the conclusion, that, I can do no more than what I am already .. So what is my theory on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAY NOT be able to do anything, but why oh why punish the pensioners too? They are in the same boat as me .. They get colder than I do, I am young-er … bus passes are their sanity of not being alone all day, if they live by themselves! Leave them alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radical idea … POLITICIANS should take a pay cut, and be paid by commission! Yes! I knew I would suss it out eventually lol &lt;br /&gt;Lets see how they do then! Lets see how long it take us to get out of the rut THEY have put us in .. not long I bet .. Lets see how they ‘tighten’ their belts if they are only living on a basic wage, of lets say £25,000 per annum .. I put that amount because it seems fair to me, maybe a bit over, but I give the ‘benefit’ of doubt if I can, unlike some … so yes the rest is paid on commission, of how you perform, yeeeesss I do mean in the office!  how many hours they actually put in, the expense chitty’s that need to be scrutinized … everything that goes with being paid commission, lets see how they fare then, AND it all has to be approved by a governing body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leaves us with this question .. WHO would be suitable to be in charge, who is incorruptible, to head the governing body? Lets call this body the ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ‘TATT(b)Y- JEST ombudsman ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take All That Trash(back) You - Just exploited Sad Twat’ …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names will be carefully looked into .. So chose your person wisely, SHE eerrrmm she or he *cough* … will need side kicks too, so make your list and put them here …. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleyes*generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-5075895299617118327?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/5075895299617118327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/07/credit-crunch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5075895299617118327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5075895299617118327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/07/credit-crunch.html' title='Credit Crunch ...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TDNMBq_HCOI/AAAAAAAAATI/kz2yCCxwp0M/s72-c/BE+polar+oh+im+watching+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7435666703826246955</id><published>2010-04-23T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:30:28.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 23rd .. every year ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S9GZk-4SjTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ekcf9XBdw9w/s1600/st+georges+day+flag+blog+pic+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S9GZk-4SjTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ekcf9XBdw9w/s400/st+georges+day+flag+blog+pic+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463316683610557746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is St George’s Day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we English do celebrate the fact that St George did that dragon, go read I am not giving history lessons here lol and we celebrate every April on the 23rd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was brought up in a church of England school, where we learned about our history, we celebrated St Georges day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England is visited my millions of visitors every year who tour our historical  places, usually start of with Buckingham Palace, who knows why it is called Buckingham Palace?  Westminster Abbey, we have many historical people buried there .. And for those of you who know and have visited Windsor Castle which our Queen loves, you will know that this is the resting place for our patron saint, well you should do if you paid attention to your tour guide, that is what you pay for, to know what you looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people will know that a Roman soldier is in fact this very person! That the dragon was slayed supposedly in Turkey! This legend has been passed down for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our English history goes back centuries, how many countries can say that? How many countries have proof and places still in tact that show the history of their country? How many of you in other countries are proud of the fact that your country is visited by millions for this very reason?&lt;br /&gt;England is steeped in history … it would take a lifetime of reading to learn it all, to see it all, all the nooks and crannies that can be overlooked, then you realise where it was and go back. The centre of London which is know as the ‘square mile’ is still mostly in between the new high rise office blocks, riddled with alleys and small places that hide many church’s and buildings that are soo old you would not believe. Even pubs/bars from centuries ago are still as they were then! Trust me I know, I have frequented a few hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me having been brought up in this very area, yes my father always at Buckingham Palace, he was stationed at Wellington barracks across the road, I was always outside daydreaming about life in there, I played in the park opposite, St James park .. Hyde park was where I went swimming, Westminster abbey just up the road from me, Westminster cathedral I could see out of my front room window!! The old Scotland yard, the new Scotland yard round the corner from my very first school, who has heard of Kings Road? My secondary school was round the corner, not far from Chelsea Barracks, I could go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SON, I had christened at the Church of St Lawrence Jewry, in that square mile of London, which would enable him to be married in St Paul’s Cathedral!  If he wanted. The Guildhall, we had a party to celebrate, How many people can say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on about England’s history, because I live here, work here, and I will die here, this is where I was born, and I am proud of it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO ARE MILLIONS OF OTHERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else knows this amount of knowledge of their country without having to read first right at this very second? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ignorant of other countries, and there ‘days’ that are celebrated, and it is not because of the history that I learned this of other countries, because few have no centuries of history ..  BUT I am saddened by the fact that we get passed by from other countries on this day.&lt;br /&gt;I am saddened by the fact that the ‘PC’ brigade of this country will bend over backwards NOT to offend others, why?? Why would anyone born and bred in England do this? Why do we allow others to celebrate their days in our country, and yet the ‘PC’ people want our own shunned??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lets face it, it is because of these ‘PC’ people that it has been watered down in the past years .. BUT since I got up this morning, and turned on the TV every single program that has been on has started with ‘Hello, and Happy St Georges day!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you tell me, where is it that we do not celebrate this day?  Who says WE do not celebrate??  And why?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can point two out right this very second why, and how they celebrate and why it gets into the news … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Patrick’s day, March 17th … A days holiday, oh yes no one on earth I do not think has never heard of this day, and why?? Because of the little green men (leprechauns not aliens .. Well *cough*) and the fact that they drink themselves stoopid for days on end, cos they forget when the day ended, they are that out of it LOL funny, I love the Irish, I love the country, I have been there and fell in love with it the very first time! &lt;br /&gt;But, who here that is Irish, can say off the top of their head who and why is the day celebrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have America .. Independence day, 4th July .. Celebrated with a days holiday too, again with drinking, BBQ’s fireworks, which is televised the whole world over … hangovers the same size as the Irish I don’t doubt because, the Irish have probably just about sobered up from their own celebrations Hahanah so they have a ‘hair of the dog’ and join in with the Americans! LOL it is a never ending circle! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can name others, the list is long! And I guarantee not once while writing this have I ‘googled’ anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does St Georges day get bypassed? My theory is this ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we do not get rip roaringly peed out of our heads LOL well we do, but usually the world do not want to see English people in this state anymore, they have seen enough on TV of football hooligans!!&lt;br /&gt;Trust me we are all not like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t even get a day off … why?? Cos it would mean that we would have to have the next day off as well ,to get over the hangover, unlike the Irish who carry on with guiness til they can swim in it lol … they take til July 4th  to recover, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do celebrate, again, .. YOU google it and see how, it will be on the news, but not on the scale of the other two mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, the main culprit in why we do not get enough coverage .. Is because our Labour government that has been in for like a gazillion years started with the ‘PC’ in earnst when they came in in 1997 .. Yes I point the finger firmly at them!! &lt;br /&gt;They would not how to have a good time if it came up and slapped them in the face!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I make a proclamation … that WE the English in our own way, which includes stiff upper lips and all that hahaha do celebrate, and to get noticed next year, I proclaim you get the whole day off .. To do that celebrating in what ever fashion you want to .. Eat drink and be merry like it was in the 15th century … and get blind drunk, sing out loud with pride, that WE are ENGLISH!!! And proud of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off now to get a couple of bottles of mead (wine really) and will drink myself silly tonight, with whoever wants to join me! CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye*generated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ENGLISH pride I will not hide, &lt;br /&gt;My ENGLISH race I will not disgrace, &lt;br /&gt;My ENGLISH blood flows hot and true, My people I'll stand by you, &lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin till the day we die our ENGLISH pride stands so high! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S9GWyGzp4-I/AAAAAAAAASw/aw2q4B09EII/s1600/StGeorgeandDragon_sml.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S9GWyGzp4-I/AAAAAAAAASw/aw2q4B09EII/s400/StGeorgeandDragon_sml.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463313610542015458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7435666703826246955?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7435666703826246955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-23rd-every-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7435666703826246955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7435666703826246955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-23rd-every-year.html' title='April 23rd .. every year ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S9GZk-4SjTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ekcf9XBdw9w/s72-c/st+georges+day+flag+blog+pic+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-3470664469242154781</id><published>2010-04-20T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:25:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Adversity ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S822zTzbX0I/AAAAAAAAASo/2UMVzVj_hYs/s1600/examiner41710a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S822zTzbX0I/AAAAAAAAASo/2UMVzVj_hYs/s400/examiner41710a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462222915675840322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN &amp; HIDE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icelands Volcano special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! .. We the people of the UK are well known for our ‘stiff upper lip’ … in everything we do, we never show emotion, now I am talking about massive things here, not trivial things that we loose the plot over, example a man will get flu, BUT he will not jut have flu, he will be dying!! Moaning and groaning, take to bed and complain endlessly, and expect his other half who also has flu to be at his beck and call, it does not matter to him that she is suffering, he for some reason she has a slight flu, that does not compare to his deathly flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a life and death situation, we Brits do not run around like blue arse flies, we visually pull our selves together and get on with it, you can throw anything at us, literally, and when we are in that ‘mode’ we will not show emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else will run in the opposite direction, and try to avoid a bad situation, men much quicker than women lol and children come to think of it, because obviously they will be far worse off than the latter two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through history, we have been well known that in the thick of it, we will stand our ground, and not bend under any circumstances. This proves that although a small country in comparison to most around the world, and an Island to boot, and lets face it, bigger will always think they can beat the hell out of smaller, but the smaller will stand firm, take a beating then come back and win the war! Literally! &lt;br /&gt;No I am not war mongering, I honestly do not like bloodshed of any kind, especially my own, I pass out, and then end up in an even bigger mess, ask my head what happened when I accidentally stabbed my hand .. Yes collapsed in a heap cos of blood spraying all over, but went backwards, hitting my head on the marble worktop behind me, knocking myself out, leaving me with having to have 5 stitches in my hand and the same in my head :P  so no need to accuse me of the war thingy, if I do go on the warpath you will know about it :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making any sense here? Let me explain, the Iceland volcano, that has been gushing since March 20th, a month now, and for nearly a week, the UK has been on air travel lockdown! Yes because the muck that has been spewing from the volcano has dire consequences on aircrafts flying at low altitude, messes it up big time, I will not go into the ins and outs of what most people would not understand cos then I will be asked questions, this is not Q&amp;A time, I don’t have the time for that ….. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, you can look on the net for videos of what is happening with the volcano, and do you know that other things also happen within and around a volcano when in full spewing mode .. Nature has a way of showing us what it is capable of, lightning is one, yes you can visually see flashes of it in and around a volcano, awesome sight!  All sorts of things will go on when a volcano is off on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So brings us back to why I am going on about this, because, holiday makers from the UK and Ireland have been stranded abroad, now in my books that’s not such a bad thing, especially if you are in a lovely hot place, where you can sit on the beach all day chilling, I could max out my cards no probs hehehe&lt;br /&gt;BUT it seems some people are moaning that they need to get home, and go to work or what other things they are missing out on in the normal every day lives, and because no flights are allowed to land in the UK the prime minister and the powers that be came up with a solution, oh yes! Send in the navy!!! Good grief as one main newspaper said, its like D-day 70 years ago! Even flotillas of dinghy’s are helping people get back to the UK, I jest not here peeps!&lt;br /&gt;People are flocking to all ports in France, Spain and other sunny places, in the hope of hitching a ride on a Navy ship, that is probably filled to the bows’ with all sorts of explosives!!  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Why would anyone PUT themselves IN harms way?  (see ship &amp; explosives)&lt;br /&gt;(2)WHY more to the point would you not wait it out and fly back?  &lt;br /&gt;(3)WHY would our Prime Minister do this ludicrous thing, in ‘helping’ holiday makers get back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly .. WHY, would anyone in their right mind want to come back to a country that is clouded over with all this muck?? You cant tell me that it does not have some sort of affect on us people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory to all the above why’s??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to (1) &amp; (2) Because no matter what the risk, in these circumstances we are drama queens, oh woe is me I have to get to work or I will get fired! I have to get back because the kids have to be back at school! (even breathing in ash), I have to get back because I can not afford to stay. I have to get back because my family are worrying about me! Really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just because you want to tell your envious friends you hitched a ride on a Navy frigate filled from bow to stern with all sorts of explosive materials!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com’on! Your family worry? Would it not be the other way round? Surely YOU being stranded in another country would make you worry about your family and friends stranded in the UK breathing in all the muck? No? you still want that ride a?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have answer to (3) why would our prime minister at the tax payers cost send in the Navy to ‘rescue’ our holidays makers? Who I might add, still went abroad even though they knew that this volcano went up in the air on 20th March!! And the winds being unpredictable .. And sods law that its going to happen to us when the chips are down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE its coming up to the general election!! He will do anything to try and get as many votes he can for his wearying party .. That is up the swanny without a paddle! And STILL IS, even with the rescuing! LOL tsk why oh why does old Gordy think so little of us mere people with no brains??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do? I said I would max out my card and stay out of this country .. But then  again, I do not really want to be here in the first place .. So any excuse will do for me hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone willing to whisk me of to sunny climates? ….. On a posh cruise ship of course!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-3470664469242154781?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/3470664469242154781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-adversity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/3470664469242154781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/3470664469242154781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-adversity.html' title='In Adversity ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S822zTzbX0I/AAAAAAAAASo/2UMVzVj_hYs/s72-c/examiner41710a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7428533684331255638</id><published>2010-02-12T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:12:53.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy stay in hospital??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S3WI7pNzYCI/AAAAAAAAASg/eoDBK-X-xpU/s1600-h/stay+in+hospital+blog+feb+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S3WI7pNzYCI/AAAAAAAAASg/eoDBK-X-xpU/s400/stay+in+hospital+blog+feb+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437402683377147938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you have had a stay in hospital? For how long?  Do not tell me what for …  unless you want to that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask because as some of you know, I am waiting for two separate operations … NHS! :O yes I know, don’t say it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sorry for those of you who have not had the pleasure of our NHS system, yes sorry because then you would appreciate the private sector of it even more! &lt;br /&gt;The NHS  hospitals, waiting for appointments, going in, getting prepped for surgery, you are so lucky if you go right in and have your surgery done, and wake up later knowing that the endless waiting has gone now. &lt;br /&gt;BUT for the others not soo lucky, you know the drill, those who have been there ..  The sight you do not want to see, the ’sister’ comes along and say’s ‘sorry, but an emergency has come up, you will not be having your operation today’ … now this may be followed with ‘so we are sending you home, and will let you know when we can fit you in’ .. or … ‘we will try and fit you in later on today, or worse first thing in the morning’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all know, you are not allowed to eat or drink anything for 12 hours before an op, so if it is the latter you have been told, you sit there, starving hungry, thirsty, and you can smell the lunch that has been delivered to everyone else, who are now sitting in view stuffing their faces!!! If you are then told at 6pm that you will be first in the morning, you are soo hungry, you shovel what food they give you so quickly, it makes you feel ill .. Then you have to starve for the next morning, and your new surgery time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you was given the first of the ‘sorry’s’ you will have to wait for that relaxation drug they gave you to wear off .. Then you go home, and wait, now this can happen up to 3 times!! Yes I jest not .. After the 3rd they have to stick with the arrangements for your operation .. It think this is still norm, if not please do not shoot me … I do not want to be told ‘sorry but we cannot operate ……..’ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, Dave from my pharmacy came to deliver my meds, we always have a quick chat, and I was telling him that, 2 days ago the hospital had called about my nose operation, and that if I answered the questions they ask me correctly, as long as I do not have anything serious wrong with me, like heart problems etc, they will send me to a private hospital in London for my op!!  WOW!! The reason I was picked for this is .. No! I had not won the hospital lottery for that day hehehe but because while filling in the form for my op, I had ticked that I would be willing for the surgery at short notice … so the lovely nurse asked me the questions, at the end of them, she announced that I had passed … best exam I had ever taken, with a 100% score hahahah and she would forward my details to the private hospital, and they will be in touch within 3 weeks! Wow better than the 3 month or more wait I would have had!&lt;br /&gt;So I am now waiting for that call .. If I suddenly vanish, you know why, they have come to take me away …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while saying this to ‘Dave the delivery man of meds’ … we both said that it would be soo much better, as I would more than likely have a lovely room all to myself, now this brought back memories for not just me, but for Dave as well, we both had been in hospital before, and both had the same experience … yes … mixed wards!!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have never had this while in hospital, you are lucky! Me and Dave exchanged stories, his was … he had a heart problem, and while he was seriously ill, he was in a small 4 bed ward all men … as he got better they moved him to a ward of 16 beds, all women!! Now I know any man reading this will think  … YAY!!!! BUT not so, because you know what people are like, the ’war-wounds’ have to come out, all these women wanted to show poor Dave their scars …. Hahahah  yes even on their legs .. Quite high up!! Omg!&lt;br /&gt;He said he was having nightmares, and was soo happy when he was let out … he celebrated lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I told him that mine, was that I was put in  a ward, and either side of me, was two old men … look I was only about 29 at the time … these men were in the 60’s or more, so it really was not a pleasant experience! … and the disgusting noises that came from them .. Especially during the night was terrible … the smell also!!! OMG terrible. I will probably have nightmares now tonight  because I have remembered this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing was, if you asked why they had done the mixed ward thing, they all come out with different answers .. None of which made any sense at all!!&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine, I am not really too happy about going into hospital if this practice is still going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did come up with a theory as to why they started these mixed wards on the NHS … and we all know how hard pushed it is, in all departments, the only person making any real money doing their job on the NHS is the ‘area manager’ yes while the poor staff are swilling out bedpans, the contracts they get, are soo mind boggling, they do not even have to be doing a good job, because in their contract even if they get sacked they will get a nice big golden payout as compensation!! Go figure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one and only reason why these mixed wards came about … was to get YOU out of hospital quicker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed wards benefited NO ONE!! But, the NHS, what would have kept you in hospital for about a week some years ago .. Now is down to the lovely stay of 24 hours if you are lucky!! You are normally now given a ‘what to do’ sheet of paper, and a list of things that may go wrong, if it does what to do, which may end up with you back in there .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go back to that mixed ward??? NOOOOO! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it, you hate being in mixed wards, you do not lay in bed feeling sorry for yourself, because you are too busy trying to get yourself up and about and outta there … making space for the next poor bugger, who does not know about mixed wards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question for you at this point, do you try and leave a secret note for the next person, in the bedside cabinet under the mattress or anywhere you can think of … noooo you suffered, so they must!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, while I am extremely happy that I  will now be going to a private hospital … I now wish that they would get both op’s done at the same time, in that private hospital, one because saves beds for the future, two I will be in a better place … and three I will not know which part to hold cos it hurts soo much, pain diversion rules!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roll eye* generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7428533684331255638?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7428533684331255638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-stay-in-hospital.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7428533684331255638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7428533684331255638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-stay-in-hospital.html' title='Happy stay in hospital??'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S3WI7pNzYCI/AAAAAAAAASg/eoDBK-X-xpU/s72-c/stay+in+hospital+blog+feb+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2675754115364135211</id><published>2010-01-30T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:54:52.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayakoy - Turkey ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.trekearth.com/gallery/Middle_East/Turkey/Aegean/Mugla/Kayakoy/photo1089855.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S2RUTj6ugOI/AAAAAAAAASY/rhQOaTmKi8U/s1600-h/karmylassos5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S2RUTj6ugOI/AAAAAAAAASY/rhQOaTmKi8U/s400/karmylassos5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432559745551466722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayakoy … Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not my usual thing that I talk about, but some of you know that I was in Turkey for a while, and I wanted to share with some of you a spectacular place I was always at … you really should be there to really appreciate it, BUT these photos on the link will give you a very good idea of it. A very good friend lives there, as do a few others, but it is protected so they cannot change anything of the ‘homes’ but they can obviously make it very nice, as my friend did with his home .. It is sweet and adorable … he also has a hotel, the picture above is the pool and bar area, where live bands play, this used to be a field, but he still had to stay within low building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an eerie place, very quiet, mainly goats bleeting, its like you can touch the ‘past’ and imagine how it was to have lived there in that time soo long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it there purely for them reasons, I took lots of my own photos, but the link is far better and each picture is described with emotion and awe, just as I would like to express it (saved me a job really) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So read below, and look at the pictures, I know you will love them just as much as me, please let me have your thoughts, I would love to hear what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of Kaykoy - Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest recorded name of the city is what is no the Kaya Valley was Karmilassos, a Lycian city probably of minor importance within the federation. Most remaining signs of that city are seen today in the north of the valley but there are several tombs still surviving amongst the houses of what is now called Kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the Lycian and the current Turkish names, the town called Levissi and became an important town on the Turkish coast. The original Levissi (actually "Lybysium" at the time) had been the island we now call St Nicholas or Gemiler Island. It is thought that the Greek speaking Christian population fled the island around 700AD as the coast fell into the hands of pirates and raiders. They fled to the hidden and easily defended valley just a mile or two inland and there they settled in comparative safety.&lt;br /&gt;There are few remains from that early settlement left, the ruins you see today date from just a few hundred years ago.&lt;br /&gt;The new Levissi prospered and grew, and on a map by John Speed dated 1626, Levissi is distinctly annotated but Megri (Not renamed Fethiye) not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At its peak, the town had about 2000 houses, two large churches, 3 or 4 small churches and perhaps 30 chapels. There were half a dozen shops, a printing press producing a local newspaper and two schools. The buildings and the roads improved over the years as did the water supply. Most houses collected rainwater from the roof to be stored in cicterns holding from 4-8 ton of water. The public suplly came from Hisaronu, first in covered channels, then in clay pipes, ald latterly in steel pipes. That water fed several tanks and at least 4 public fountains, two of which still in use today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levissi continued to prosper until the end of the first world war when, for reasons too complicated to be properly covered here, civil war broke out between the Greek and the Turkish populations of western Anatolia. There was no recorded fighting in this region but many of the young men of Kaya went to the front and never returned.&lt;br /&gt;The founder of modern secular Turkey was Kemal Ataturk and it was he who led the Turks to victory and drove back the Greeks.&lt;br /&gt;The British brokered a peace treaty in September 1922 and as a solution to remaining tensions the treaty of Lausanne in 1923 agreed an exchange of populations based on religion. Some 1,200,000 Greek speaking Christians were to be sent to Greece whilst 400,000 Turkish speaking Muslims were displaced from the Macedonia region of Greece to be resettled in Turkey. In the months following the treaty, many of the Greeks left voluntarily, some to Greece proper and some to Kastelorizon and on to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the treaty, the compulsory (but not violent) eviction of the remaining Greeks took place and the valley was left with only the peasant farmers scattered around the valley overlooked by a "Ghost Town".&lt;br /&gt;Attempts to settle the folk from Macedonia failed, only a handful stayed in the valley; those people had been farmers and needed land. They may also have been influenced by rumours that the Greeks had poisoned the wells.&lt;br /&gt;The roofs of the houses were of straw and mud and without regular maintenance were prone to weather damage, one by one they collapsed beginning the slow deterioration of the houses. Some timbers were no doubt pilfered but the death blow came with the earthquake of 1957 after which the local government gave permission for the local farmers to use the remaining timbers for reconstruction. The use of stone in vernacular architecture is rare in Anatolia so over the years the beautifully built, but slowly decaying town became known as The Stone Village or Kayakoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mid 1980's the Government recognized the importance of Kaya as an historical site and it is now protected as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may give you some insight about me, I may be mischievous at times, but I do know beauty when I see it, along with the historical factors in most cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed showing this to you, if you ever get to Turkey .. This is one of the places you must see, along with the ‘fairy’ place …. Another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link ...  http://www.trekearth.com/gallery/Middle_East/Turkey/Aegean/Mugla/Kayakoy/photo1089855.htm    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(copy and paste into browser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2675754115364135211?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2675754115364135211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/01/kayakoy-turkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2675754115364135211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2675754115364135211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2010/01/kayakoy-turkey.html' title='Kayakoy - Turkey ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/S2RUTj6ugOI/AAAAAAAAASY/rhQOaTmKi8U/s72-c/karmylassos5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-6177116982306604636</id><published>2009-12-31T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:05:02.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve 2009/2010 ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzygjmncklI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8PdH2v-t1Uo/s1600-h/happy+birthday+new+year+2009+3yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzygjmncklI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8PdH2v-t1Uo/s400/happy+birthday+new+year+2009+3yo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421384584969097810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ….. Drum roll .. Ddrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kitteh’s birthday!!! She is 3 today!! Woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear Kitteh Tatliiiiiiiiim&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says .. ‘fank ou vewy much! My mummy brought me to her house on the 30th December a year ago, and I have not looked back since, she came and got me from the rescue place I had been in for 6 months, with the 4 months old kitties I had, my previous mummy, did not look after me very well, and by the time I got pregnant for the 3rd time, I was exhausted! And very thin. I was very young when I had my first litter, just about 6 months old, the mummy then did not bother to take me to the vets to have me spayed, I would have welcomed that operation with open paws, it would have saved me a lot of heartache, I can tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;So with the 3rd pregnancy on the way, that mummy left me at the rescue place, where I was fed and ok, but I was not allowed outside the cage, so me and my litter was there until the Christmas came, it was just before xmas that I first saw my new mummy, at the same time was another 2 people looking at me, as others had been before, but for some reason I was waiting for someone special, so I was growling at the other 2 people, my new mummy was behind them, they 2 walked away saying I was nawty, but my new mummy looked at me, and we knew we was meant to be together, she had been grieving for her animals that she had lost, I was sad because I just wanted a safe place, and I could see that this new mummy had a lot of love to give, so I purred at her, she gave me a cuddle, then I heard her say she wanted to take me home .. So on 30th December 2008 she came and got me, I was scared at first, but I could see my new mummy had got me lots of new stuff to play with, pee in, and lay in … but you know what? She did not mind me being with her and wanting lots of cuddles, she is always with me, she plays with me, and has taught me lots of cool tricks!! And I love it!! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you also to mummies friends who always say hi to me, when they see me online, when mummy is out of the room, msn is soo funny!!&lt;br /&gt;MY mummy is the best, I am the happiest kitteh in the world!!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlim dictated that to me LOL as she does with everything, dictates!! Feed me, change my lit tray, comb me, give me a treat!! it’s a never ending circle hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kitteh is trying to say is, when you take an animal on, it is a very big responsibility, you have to treat that animal like a child, it depends on you for everything!! Do not bring endless litters into the world that cannot be homed, have it spayed! You be good to that animal, it will love you forever and give you soo much joy! So think about what you are doing, ALWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know already, that in the new year I will be trying to get a special project off the ground, and I hope if I do, that I can ask for your support. It is for people in my situation, I broke my neck in two places some years ago, and have different problems, health and money wise, I do not want to go into it too much at the moment, but its about time, I helped others like me. So watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On reflection, the past year has been a chore at times, BUT I have some lovely friends, online I am talking about now, who have helped me no end, who have cuddled me in their own way, and cheered me, in return, I hope I brighten their lives, I know I am ditty and mischievous at times, but if I can make someone laugh or just smile that makes my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making people smile is my way of coping with the pain I am in 24/7, it is very true, laughter is THE best medicine, so if you are down, feeling ill, for whatever reason … &lt;br /&gt;Smile, it always makes others wonder what you have been up to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just doing that, will make you shine within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday to my kitteh, Happy New Year to you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2010 brings you everything you deserve, and wish you health, happiness, peace, love and enough wealth to make sure you do not go without!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wish for the impossible, the smallest will always be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this link, it is soo very true!!   People come into your life for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLltt5cPDOc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have to copy and paste, but it sums it all up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to finish on a smile ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most of the&lt;br /&gt; night celebrating New Years Eve. Mick, the bartender says, &lt;br /&gt;'You'll not be drinking anymore tonight, Paddy'. &lt;br /&gt;Paddy replies, 'OK Mick, I'll be on my way then'. Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off.. He falls flat on his face. 'Shoite' he says and pulls himself up by the stool and dusts himself off. He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face. &lt;br /&gt; 'Shoite, Shoite !'&lt;br /&gt; He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just get to the door and some fresh air he'll be fine. He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up to the door frame. He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the sidewalk and falls flat on his face.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 'Bi' Jesus.... I'm fockin' focked,' he says. &lt;br /&gt; He can see his house just a few doors down, and crawls to the door, hauls himself up the door frame, opens the&lt;br /&gt; door and shimmies inside.. He takes a look up the stairs and says 'No&lt;br /&gt; fockin' way'. &lt;br /&gt;He crawls up the stairs to his bedroom door and says 'I can make it to the bed'. He takes a step into the room and falls flat on his face. He says 'Fock it' and falls into bed.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, his wife, Jess, comes into the room carrying a cup of&lt;br /&gt; coffee and says, 'Get up Paddy. Did you have a&lt;br /&gt; bit to drink last night ?'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Paddy says, 'I did, Jess. I was fockin' pissed. But how'd you know?'&lt;br /&gt; 'Mick phoned . . . you left your wheelchair at the pub.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleyes* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-6177116982306604636?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/6177116982306604636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-eve-20092010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/6177116982306604636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/6177116982306604636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-eve-20092010.html' title='New Years Eve 2009/2010 ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzygjmncklI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8PdH2v-t1Uo/s72-c/happy+birthday+new+year+2009+3yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-4549534625592267878</id><published>2009-12-28T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T08:26:56.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas day special ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzjQTojW51I/AAAAAAAAASI/xXjlHamR4ss/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzjQTojW51I/AAAAAAAAASI/xXjlHamR4ss/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420311187262203730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really do have to be careful with this, and I will change names to protect the innocent .. I am innocent of course, it’s the others, they make me do the things I do, cos they are boring, or just not doing anything, so I have to get a reaction of some sort …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. It all starts with me being picked up by the two old people that are close relations, I will call these two ‘D’ (male) &amp; ‘B’ (female) .. We head off to Kent, where ‘B’ had put the bird in the oven earlier, so that it would be ready to take with us to ‘Dot’s’ for our actual Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at said D &amp; B’s house it smelled loovely! Makes a cup of tea, B takes bird out of oven to check it, and then a little storey comes out about this bird, apparently, B had bought it, and picked it up out of the place in the store, where it said ‘TURKEYS’ .. now this bird cost £28!!!! Yikes!! It was not until Christmas morning when the bird was brought out of fridge to be put in oven that the actual label on the bird said ‘CAPON’ ….. not a turkey LOL no turkey for us this Christmas!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Thing was also, I think the bird had shrunk! and for the price that was paid for it, I would have thought it would not fit into the oven!! BUT, Certainly did not look big enough to feed 7 of us, and B did say it was much bigger before it went into the over, so I think the heat had shrunk it lol also they had told Dot  and the doctor, who was down from Manchester, where he is training to be a doctor, about this, that the said bird was not an actual turkey, but not the other couple Pam &amp; Rover, yes I have changed their names … &lt;br /&gt;So with the ‘chicken in disguise as turkey’ done, we heads off to Dots, first time I had met the Doc and he was very nice, so I told them not to say about the ‘chicken in disguise as turkey’ and see if the other two realise … &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, Pam &amp; Rover turns up, we all sit down for Christmas dinner, and I am sitting next to the Doc, and with plates loaded, I looked at B and said ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“this turkey is soo succulent!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Doc sitting next to me, is trying to contain himself, the two who thought it was a turkey agreed … ohh dear, so all through dinner this is what was going on, about the ‘chicken in disguise as turkey’ and a very lovely dinner it was too .. we never told the 'in the dark couple' about the bird they had just eaten, that they thought was turkey .. we did not want to spoil Christmas dinner for them!! sort of takes the fun out of it all too! Wine was a flowing .. little me was drinking, Dot I was told was a lush, so I stuck with her hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting at that table for nearly 3 hours, we retire to the living room, where ’D’’ had been hiding for the past hour, and was sleeping in the armchair!! So no more said, out came the phones, and video’d him, with someone else in the background doing the snoring noises .. We were falling about!!  &lt;br /&gt;More drinks flowed, jokes were being told, you know how it is, then Dot suggests we have a quiz, and to make it fair the two couples will be split, so I was with Rover, Pam with D, and B with the Doc, Dot was the questionnaire person .. And poor old Rover, who had been ill recently and lost a lot of his memory kept apologising to me cos he could not remember the answers, and there was Pam &amp; D, boasting that they will win, well not fair really is it, so I kept telling Rover not to worry, leave it to me, so I started being the funny one, to the amusement of all except the two who wanted to win, I was spoiling their glory, but I was making Rover feel better about it all lol .. So they questions I did not know, I left blank, to be filled in when I had the answers hahaha …. But the question that came up …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘what was Margret Thatcher’s middle name’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think of was Ogden .. Really weird, but of course when the answers came out her middle name was Hilda, which I must have associated with ‘Hilda Ogden’ out of the soap ‘coronation street’ that has been running for 50 years in 2010!! So of course I told them that and gave Rover and me half a point LOL and then promptly filled in the rest of the answers, so we came half a point behind the two that did win, Pam &amp; D … who were moaning like mad cos I had put them off and cheated!! MOI!!! :O how dare they, how very dare they!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of a very nice day, we called it a night at 10.15pm, went home, watched coronation street which 'D' had recorded, then headed off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everyone, for a very lovely time, Dot for the lovely dinner (and chicken in disguise as turkey) everything was wonderful!! The Doc must have thought I was off my head, but nothing new there then lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy new Year to them .. And see you lot new years eve, when I will be doing a very special blog for a certain birthday that day … all will be revealed then …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, do not eat and drink too much in the meantime!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst .. the pic is of 'B' &amp; Dot .. not me anywhere cos i was taking the picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-4549534625592267878?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/4549534625592267878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4549534625592267878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4549534625592267878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day-special.html' title='Christmas day special ...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SzjQTojW51I/AAAAAAAAASI/xXjlHamR4ss/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7316178560163422594</id><published>2009-12-20T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:25:19.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas ... part TWO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sy35eXJFUfI/AAAAAAAAASA/qt4HLNS2n8w/s1600-h/Snow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sy35eXJFUfI/AAAAAAAAASA/qt4HLNS2n8w/s400/Snow2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417260226800079346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG good really there is not two parts for Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I thought you would need some more advice on the matter, lucky you!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  left you last time with a hangover  I think … yes I did, I was drowning my sorrows in anticipation with you hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought up the subject of buying the presents for the children I may have gone a bit far some might say, well not far enough I don’t think! For those of you who have grown up children, think about the presents you bought them to keep them happy AND their mouths shut from the endless tantrum that would have progressed had you NOT bought them presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, you have to look at it this way, you only have about 7 maybe 8 years before your child’s dreams are squished to tiny little bits, treasure that innocence, I sincerely mean that, and now know there really is no father Christmas, it is their own father and mother buying and laying them presents down, under that sparse tree, cos you have spent every penny on that present that is on the floor … now they wait, until they are a couple of years older and then they hit you where it hurts, IN YOUR POCKET for the deceit of letting them think that Santa clause really did exist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fast forward a few more years, when your little darling are now grown up and working for a living, (under 22’s are more likely to do the following)  now they know and understand how much it cost in the true sense of xmas presents giving, but do they get you an extra special present that cost hundreds of £/$ whatever currency you use? NOOOO you still get that tat that you thought soo cute when they were younger .. Do you still think its cute??&lt;br /&gt;They have spent their money on the latest fashion/cd’s/dvd’s/make-up so there is no money left over for you sweetie .. Selfish or what? You should point out right now for those of you in this situation, just how much you pandered to their needs and left your own behind, and how selfish they are being .. Go on make them feel guilty,  tell them what YOU really want, I dare ya!!! All you will get is ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you are soo lame, you do not understand me, and how I have to keep up with my friends, THEIR parents don’t complain like you do, and ask for stooped presents that cos soo much money!!” then storm of to their bedroom to sulk to very loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh don’t they?? LOL but brings back memories a?? of course we were born ‘old’! never were their age before! Why are they soo stoopid to not realise this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the endless family member who will bah-humbug the whole way through Christmas, or the friend who will belittle you for shopping and talking about this dreadful time, *coughnotmecough*, well actually they started back in September when the shops started their Christmas, you just did not notice it as much.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is and I have had this conversation with you before in a previous blog about oldies, did you take any notice?? we just think they are getting more grumpy the older they get, come out with all sorts don’t they, BUT really, they have always complained! You just thought when they were younger it was funny, you are laughing at these blogs are you not??  Just wait till I am older, I will go all out hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is THE worlds worse, I may have mentioned this before, about his grumpy~ness, and you know what, I think I must take after him, because NOW I think he is funny!! LOL!!  And I join in, but I do tease him, you want to know what I have bought him as one of his presents, a musical xmas tie!! Oohh yes …… AND I am going to make him wear &amp; play it before he gets his nice pressie! Which I will add, I asked what both, dad and step-mum wanted for xmas …. Yes I did, so they both have exactly what they wished for hahaha oohh plus the extra shite like the musical tie! I just have to spoil my little old people after all I have said here hahaha but they do not know about this blog *sniggers behind hands* ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to all this, I hate snow!!! For all of you that live in warmer climates LUCKY YOU! So guess what? it has been SNOWING!! yes snow! The picture above is outside my bedroom window :s  Good job I do not go out much, its cold enough inside, let alone go out in it!! I wish I was a bear, then I could hibernate the whole of winter and xmas away! Wake up next spring with a smile on my face .. Well no, that’s not true, when I wake up I am THE worlds worse person, not just grumpy, I am angry for some reason hahha so I suppose if I hibernated then woke up in spring, I would say give it about a week for that angry feeling to drift off into the sunset, then I will have a smile on my face … well as long as it is after I have had a dozen cups of tea, then all should be well with the world, fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on that note this is where I sign off so you can all go do your shopping .. Whatever that may be …. I will be doing a very special blog, that I will be posting New years eve, because I have a very special someone’s birthday to celebrate that day .. Hopefully with short videos LOL .. Get yer brains outta the gutter!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO again .. I wish you all a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sy34xLSQ_fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dX_1_cAX2tU/s1600-h/xmas+new+year+09+10+avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sy34xLSQ_fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dX_1_cAX2tU/s400/xmas+new+year+09+10+avatar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417259450523254258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is from the heart that, take it now … before I change my mind! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7316178560163422594?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7316178560163422594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7316178560163422594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7316178560163422594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-part-two.html' title='Christmas ... part TWO!!'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sy35eXJFUfI/AAAAAAAAASA/qt4HLNS2n8w/s72-c/Snow2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-8864436166730586564</id><published>2009-12-13T05:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T06:30:07.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas .. another one ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyT1bnC0H-I/AAAAAAAAARo/1I7GDn22WEA/s1600-h/!cid_A64E6B890F64454EA9364383C7063DC8%40CorkPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyT1bnC0H-I/AAAAAAAAARo/1I7GDn22WEA/s400/!cid_A64E6B890F64454EA9364383C7063DC8%40CorkPC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414722506692239330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why it needs MY take on it, which probably a lot already agree with, unless you are insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year when we all come together, with happiness and joy, where we treat each other with a bit more tolerance than we usually do at any other time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why? Why do we not do this all year round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will start some of you looking at Christmas from September these days, and as the big day nears you will decorate your home with lovely baubles, tinsel and balloons. You may have the odd raggy angel or tree ornament that is sentimental, and does not really match with anything else, but because its has sentimental value, there it hangs, in all its glory and history.&lt;br /&gt;You may even go and buy the very latest up-to-date accessories for the fashionable tree and matching ornaments that look soo lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is YOUR tree, you took the time to lovingly decorate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of you will go all out to give your child that pressie that he/she has been asking you for, did we not used to say if you have been good all year then Santa will bring what you wish for?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTzVABJrSI/AAAAAAAAARY/TWd4Xlse-2I/s1600-h/4funnies_com_christmas_emoticons_087.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 64px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTzVABJrSI/AAAAAAAAARY/TWd4Xlse-2I/s400/4funnies_com_christmas_emoticons_087.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414720194113809698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just to see the look on their face when they open that lovely present. It could be the latest play station game, doll, Nintendo or board game, but it is what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;A loved one, your wife or husband, you will try and get them something they do not have already, to show them how much you do care and love them, and appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some I know, do really start to plan their Christmas from January 2nd!!  And put aside hard earned money, to pay for the Christmas coming, now that’s what I call planning ahead!&lt;br /&gt;The excuse is, well the January sales I can get it loads cheaper, which is true! But they do it to make sure that all around them at Christmas, really will have a lovely one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of year when hopefully all the family get together and have fun, exchange them socks and hankies, the endless perfumes and men’s after shave, sit and have Christmas dinner together, pull them crackers, put on the silly paper hats, because its all in the fun and spirit of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all have your own way of celebrating this lovely time of year, to make is just as special as the last, one that will last a life time of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand people who know me have probably read the lot of dribble above that I have just written and thought I had lost the plot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTy0ci_OkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/KutqlAIfFLc/s1600-h/aVyMXe0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTy0ci_OkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/KutqlAIfFLc/s400/aVyMXe0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414719634836240962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS does not start in September!! There should be a law when you can only see any sign of it when the month has a ‘D’ it starts with and the numbers ‘20-something’!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see the adverts on TV on Christmas half way through the year! I am still trying to get my head out of the last one, 6 months previous! Jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY do you put up that Christmas tree and the decorations in November??? To hide the dust that is already there and will accumulate behind it all for the next 6/8 weeks?? Cos lets face it they will not come down until the middle of January! Tsk not very clean are you?? All them dust bunnies lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why do you people put yourself in debt to give your ungrateful lazy children, now I am talking about 7/8 above now, they should be helping with chores round the house to EARN their pocket money and the Christmas present they soo desire, this is teaching them that they have to work for what they want on life, not live beyond their means on credit and store cards. Trust me, you will be doing them a favour, they may not realise this now, lol but ....&lt;br /&gt;Give them something they can learn from, like coloured pencils and drawing paper, and books … OK who threw the tomato???&lt;br /&gt;Look at your child, have they really been good ALL year? Do they deserve that expensive present? That costs an arm and leg?? Think about it. &lt;br /&gt;What ends did you go to get that present that the manufacturers so handily let run low on stock?? More to the point, how much did you actually pay for it because you could not get it for love or money and did not want to see them tears on Christmas day .. Why can they not wait the extra 3 days later when you will be able to get it at the proper price!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do they really need the very latest ‘PS8’ (whatever model number it may be now) that was only the very latest last year??? And still in good working order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fed up with your loved one?? Get that extra special pressie, that not many others will have, do they like jewellery? buy the life size chain and pendant … go to the local ship yard, the salvage part of it, and find the biggest, rusty old anchor you can find, with chain already attached, if they complain when they open it … you know what to do with it, don’t you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND then we have Christmas dinner … nightmare or what?? Relatives turn up with cheap tat that they probably had as a present last year, and now passing it on to you! Truthfully now …. How many of you have done that? *cough* ok I will stick my hand up Hahahah I even save wrapping paper for re-use, I even have a home made recipe for hangovers, and its cheap!!!&lt;br /&gt;How many bottles of that cheap nasty ‘perfume’/ ‘au-de-toilet’ can one person have, that will later do a very good job of cleaning the limescale in the loo.&lt;br /&gt;Who uses hankies these days?? The germ ridden squares of cotton that should be burned or even better ‘nuked’ for the health of the rest of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Why oh WHY do you all stuff yourselves silly to the point that you feel so ill you fall asleep (men mainly do this, cos you leave the clearing up and all that shite to the little woman) until the next round of turkey sandwiches, and mince pies (yes mozzie I am watching you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyT07qdIeBI/AAAAAAAAARg/IksgXuJI-RM/s1600-h/gxYbAU0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 56px; height: 37px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyT07qdIeBI/AAAAAAAAARg/IksgXuJI-RM/s400/gxYbAU0.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414721957852117010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why buy all that food and eat in one day, that should probably last you the next TWO MONTHS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an endless list of all the stuff of why Christmas is a test on how strong your nerves are .. Or how near to an actual breakdown you are! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory on all this?? There is one, read between the lines of the above, and then read below ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does all the sanity go at this time of year????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you where, the bottom of that wine bottle or whatever alcoholic drink you are drowning yourselves in hahahah&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you need to drown your sorrows, thinking about that credit card bill that will drop through your letter box at the end of January.  :O Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTyG3-XPFI/AAAAAAAAARI/8ejz75Ko1ww/s1600-h/4funnies_com_christmas_emoticons_315.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyTyG3-XPFI/AAAAAAAAARI/8ejz75Ko1ww/s400/4funnies_com_christmas_emoticons_315.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414718851924835410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you all …. Sincerely, no really I mean it! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Happy New Year 2010!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleyes* generated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Sorry for the lack of blogs the past couple of months RL got in the way, new year will show more of these! AND there may be a part 2 to this, I don’t know yet …..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-8864436166730586564?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/8864436166730586564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-another-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8864436166730586564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8864436166730586564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-another-one.html' title='Christmas .. another one ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SyT1bnC0H-I/AAAAAAAAARo/1I7GDn22WEA/s72-c/!cid_A64E6B890F64454EA9364383C7063DC8%40CorkPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2935276636078905825</id><published>2009-08-29T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:04:23.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the year 2029 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SplQc_PwXdI/AAAAAAAAARA/1DFyX7J5NSo/s1600-h/higyou080300058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SplQc_PwXdI/AAAAAAAAARA/1DFyX7J5NSo/s400/higyou080300058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375416089187474898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SplQXXa-dyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/g5ohhTOzuP0/s1600-h/caramel060700002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SplQXXa-dyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/g5ohhTOzuP0/s400/caramel060700002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375415992597772066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is only 20 years away, how do you see it? What do you think it will be like to live 20 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fewer cars on the road due to the exhaustion of fuels, electricity will be solar or wind generated for all, airplanes a thing of the past?? Or the main form or transport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who hardly moves outside, I have reasons people, its not cos I am lazy!! Hehehe I think I can honestly say just thankfully for online shopping and browsing for whatever you want, I would be well  up the creak without a paddle otherwise, and would have to rely on others to get all my stuff, like food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back from living abroad, and got myself this place I am living in, I had to start from scratch, right down to knives and forks! Everything you could possible think of I had to get it, and you know what? It was soo much easier and pleasant buying furniture on the net, no hassle from sale people, able to browse 100’s or places at my leisure, with no carbon footprint in the making, as I did not use cars etc …. it  was heaven shopping online and still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I see …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers will be the ‘norm’ in every single home, no one even the poorest will be without one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ‘shops’ they will be all under one central warehouse units in the major parts of our countries. You will order online from the shop you want to use, and it will come from that place, items will be cheaper, as there are no overheads to pay for in having actual shops.&lt;br /&gt;You will be able to see a virtual vision for your item, if it is clothing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars will be only one per household, as run on solar or battery power, with meters car parks to charge them with. Transport will be far better for the public, and faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly everything will be recycled, you will be fined if you do not recycle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recreation, will be in ‘centre’s’  too, everything you can possibly think of will be under one roof. Cinemas, fitness, swimming you name it, it will be there.&lt;br /&gt;The only one thing that will be ‘stand alone’ is the pubs/bars/clubs, this is because we are still individuals, and really not liking what the next person may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital’s will be smaller, for simple procedures and ill’s, and main hospitals, in the larger cities, and counties for major ill’s.&lt;br /&gt;This will make far better appointments for everyone, no waiting times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will smoke! Lol that’s a good thing surely hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisons will be on offshore rigs, to make it harder for the luxuries they have now, as they do in the west … now that is a good thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housing for all, even seabed complex’s or ‘islands’ for those that can afford to live there, more people working at home, only manual workers will be travelling to work.&lt;br /&gt;Banks will be a thing of the past, one main office block, will suffice for all your banking needs … cash points will do everything, from money to making appointments to see your given bank in person, at your nearest building complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on, pointing things out, that will be the brighter future … showing how more positive our time will be spent … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my theory on all this lovely brightness??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe most of that garbage up there ^^ you need your head testing, the shopping online may well be the truer of it all, but as far as the rest goes … greed will still be uppermost in some peoples minds, they do not care about earths resources, they only care what lines their pockets … MONEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not lol this is why most projects are thrown to the wayside, because the ‘bigwigs’ will not make as much money!! Shame on you lot!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone out there, feels they need to offload a shed load of money, going to a good cause, and sponsor my very simple needs, my bank details are …… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2935276636078905825?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2935276636078905825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-teh-year-2029.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2935276636078905825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2935276636078905825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-teh-year-2029.html' title='In the year 2029 ...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SplQc_PwXdI/AAAAAAAAARA/1DFyX7J5NSo/s72-c/higyou080300058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-1003298606825980381</id><published>2009-08-19T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:22:53.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!!!!! .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sov8LBU4svI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ugb3D22g0yk/s1600-h/3629_computer_cartoon_CE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sov8LBU4svI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ugb3D22g0yk/s320/3629_computer_cartoon_CE.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664246834246386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry!!! ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am sorry at the beginning, will have to wait and see how it goes as I get near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we hear this practically every day, don’t we? I am saying sorry because, since the last time I spoke to you, I have had swine flu!! And then my internet went down for two days!!  OMG!!! I was nearly in tears … I knew it was nothing to do with my end, as I have a ‘map’ of connection, so I can see where the problem is at a glance, the map shows my ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pooter  &gt;&gt;  router &gt;&gt; internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a horrible red cross between router and internet, the router was working fine, just the internet had deserted me *sobs* so I called my provider (*coughskycough*) they went through all the stuff I had just done, I am not stooped, I may be blonde but I do know my pooter stuff, but she insisted that we went through all this stuff, no joy! Now there was a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;So she pass’s me onto the next section, as I found out from this section, the first section is to see if the problem was my end … tsk *rolleyes* now this section was to connection .. Yeeess ok explain to me mister, so we went through some other check points of his on his list, still no joy, now I am not happy, the mister tells me he can do nothing as it is a problem at the exchange, and he will pass the problem on to the right people, and they will get back to me .. “how long will they be?” I ask .. the mister answers “ up to 48 hours” in a voice that would make you think that he is doing you a favour. Well I am sorry … I nearly broke down, and I know my voice was cracking cos he must have felt guilty, cos I explained something to him why I need internet soo badly, and I then had him nearly in tears, so he did say that he would put a note on his report to the next section .. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo cut a long story short, I still waited over 48 hours really it was 49.18.23secs yes I was counting believe me lol &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know what it was? I will tell you, a card needed changing at there end, they changed it the day before (24 hours after me reporting me having no internet) but it needed to be on slow speed for 24 hours, hence why my connection was like going back to the dark ages … yes remember them days? When it was dial up, and you waited forever to get to one site? Yes the dark ages, so they called me and while I was talking to them and online they changed it back to the speed it should be, and now *ding* its even faster now than before lol still was not happy though, cos I was cut off from my lovely ‘net’ friends, and I panicked I can tell you, yes panic attacks cos no internet, do you think that has happened to anyone before? Well I do mean a normal person when I ask this question Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since then I have spent most of my time catching up on what I was not able to do in the time I had no internet, I did not realise how much crap I was doing before this happened, I do now though!! I stretch myself very thin by the looks of it, with everything I do, no wonder I am knackered at the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, it was only a month ago, that I bought myself a lovely new lappy, as a backup to the one I had in case something went wrong with that one, and I could not fix it … usually I can, but sometimes it does take someone with electric pooter knowledge to sort it, so now I need a back up for my back up by getting some sort of backup internet connection if ever this happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course while I am trying to catch up on all the usual stuff I do all over the place,  low and behold a site I use then open another site connected to them ‘live cloud’ its called, so now being the curious person I am, I have to go looky … I GET BORED easily ok, so I need new stuff to keep me occupied, seriously!! people start running if they hear the words ‘I am bored’ come out of me lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, yes so I go to have a look at the new place, and its rather nice really, like a mixture of other well know sites, under one roof, so I will be posting this blog on there as well hahaha see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes so, where I am all for change and looking forward, others do not, now, I understand why some people like to stay with what they are used to, but really, it does widen your horizons to try new things, but then again its like talking to my dad on this, as he is still in the very much in the dark ages with everything, so I suggested that for those that do not want to live with and move with the new stuff, that we build a place where you lot can all congregate, and I suggest as I did before we call it ‘Ye old village hall’ … lol you can use it like the old style you are used to, to all your hearts content!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing while I am on the subject, I do worry about people who do not like change, makes me wonder what else they are stuck in a rut with *rolleyes* *cough* hahaha lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear I really should not go down that road … so before I dig myself a hole that I have to bury myself in I am off …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I do, my theory on saying sorry is .. Some people use it all to readily, they do things that they know they should not but do it anyway, with ‘sorry’ already on their lips ready!!&lt;br /&gt;Now under these circumstances should you except the apology?? Depends on the misdemeanour, really, if its something you can laugh at, by all means accept it, otherwise no, I‘m sorry. *sniggers* at the pun hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it this instance I do mean it, cos I really did miss lots of people that I have become to know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to add to all this, another way of looking at this theory, is to get out while you can, before that hole gets waaaay too deep lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-1003298606825980381?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/1003298606825980381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1003298606825980381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1003298606825980381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry.html' title='SORRY!!!!! .....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sov8LBU4svI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ugb3D22g0yk/s72-c/3629_computer_cartoon_CE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-8461309422761471078</id><published>2009-07-29T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:10:46.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forum mob mentality ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SnBV8D5kAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DCfYIC4S6qg/s1600-h/mob+mentality+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SnBV8D5kAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DCfYIC4S6qg/s400/mob+mentality+blog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363881646525513730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE TROLLS ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in the past i have joked on my Farm town blog about 'tree trollers' but in this instance, I am talking in a more serious offence toward others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was ‘pounced’ upon by the little ’SK’ forum cronies, which is connected to the farm town game. Now while you all know most of what I say is in jest, and this happened because I started a thread, tongue in cheek, AFTER mine and many friends, neighbours, buddies on my list had been trampled upon by the ‘farm town hacker’, yes there is an actual hacker, for all of you who do not read my farm town blog.&lt;br /&gt;Now this  hacker, can only take your crops and tree fruit, all it it still goes into your storage, you still get the full amount of coins for it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, some people when they see the word ‘hacker’ they think the worse and assume he will the hack into their own computer, then it has to be explained not so in THIS case.&lt;br /&gt;Also a few people do get upset at the thought of all this, I understand that, they report the problem on the ‘SK’ forum. And then its split 50/50 as to whether you get sympathy or vilified for it. I have read some really terrible comments made against the people who have experiences this form of invasion, not nice I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, because this happened to me, and everyone connected to me, I reported the matter with the ‘jest head’ on this is basically what I started the thread as ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG … OMG …   (thread title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then inside post …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My farm has just been raped and pillaged by the farm town hacker and so has  …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the gist? Now not only was this in jest I was using the ‘Queens English’ I am English after all, and using the words in that post in the right context to what I was saying about my trees and crops, of others too, a couple of people even saw the funny side of what I was saying and said so to the people who the jumped on my back, and told me I was upsetting a vilifying those that had been raped in real life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I tried to explain, and I did post exactly the same words on my FB profile, no one turned a hair on it there, I would never want to upset anyone in this case on that subject. One particular person who is well known for making HER point, often wrong I might add, and very restrictive in attitude, would not even read my posts after of what I was saying, I told her, she should go to spec savers and read my post again!! Someone called tom, did actually post the 4 points of the dictionary description of the word ‘rape’ .. and agreed and told everyone that I had it in context of what I was saying ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The  violent destruction of trees, crops, etc across the countryside.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think anyone would read and listen to that?? NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even thanked tom, on his post and did say he was wasting his time trying to educate such ignorant people, because at this point I was getting really upset from what people were saying… I ended it with a bang though, which I am not going to repeat here because it is too personal to me. I left the forum, and that is when Farm town crashed, so did the forum, as the devs decided that was the time to sort out the problem with the hacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The this morning this is what I walked into on that forum, as the thread I did was deleted and replaced with this one, this is the actual  post by the OP …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand all the points of view on trees.￼&lt;br /&gt;Love my trees and love seeing everyone's trees.&lt;br /&gt;I understand the respect issue.&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with the MY FARM....MY RULES concept.&lt;br /&gt;But people...all this whining and crying about TREE Rapers, and TREE Snipers, and TREE Bandits, andTREE Hackers needs to stop.￼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please for the love of GOD...be thankful for your fingers that allow you to play this crazy game.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for the real flowers and TREES God has given us to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for the bees that give us honey and pollinate our real crops and TREES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GET MAD....SAY A PRAYER FOR THE TREE SINNERS!!!!￼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes … plain for all to see the ‘word’ I used .. What do you think the posters replying were saying??  Were they telling this OP she was vile etc?? NO they were no cos it was her friends who vilified me yesterday, so the whole place thought it was now funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like there are various rules on this forum for SOME people ... one day they are slating you about a word, the next, the same word appears, and hey presto!!! it is acceptable???? well not to me, remove that word at once please, i find it very offensive in my situation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did actually have quite a few people come to my farm and leave messages of support for me after what happened yesterday and i would like to thank all of them for being soo kind, i appreciated the kinds words and wish's, for what i went through some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;￼must say seems my 'sermon' yesterday seems to have gotten through to some people, but double standards still for others, and before you start jumping on me again, for now 'spoiling' a funny thread ... i seem to remember the funny thread yesterday that was 'tongue in cheek' and in the right context for the Queens English language (noooo, was not a reference to gay people, i have some very lovely gay friends) and then 'ripped' and 'plundered' to shreds do not bother!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what happens when you start to think about what you say??? MOST words you write can be misconstrued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for those of you who do want to read about forum mob mentality, trolls, etc i will give you the link to the very nice blog i will be writing today, on theories lol but i will warn you, although it is tongue (can i use that word) in cheek (or that, after all it refers to a section of the anatomy some might find offensive) there will be an underlying piece as it resulted in someone self harming because of the abuse HE was getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am off now to enjoy some people who have a real sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again most of this post IS in jest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I have to now justify myself? I would not even say that all these people are uneducated, but I will say one thing, they are downright ignorant to others!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have behave like this towards another, think again, yes I did get upset, about this what happened to me, and for very good reasons, BUT not everyone can take it then bounce back as quick as me, and if it is relentless day in day out, stalking from one forum to another, then it will ware a person down, I know of one person who has self harmed this week because of this sort of behaviour, but they actually had the gall to the try and include a very dear friend of mine into this situation, wrong move!!  &lt;br /&gt;I could say its just childish and juvenile … but we are talking mostly about grown people, ADULTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared now, for what will be thrown at me, and ‘snappy dragon’ I hope you or one of your  friends are reading this, YOU lot need to sort your heads and yes … get a life!! Outside of making other peoples life miserable!!  &lt;br /&gt;I may have posted that what I have said above in that thread, but do you think I will let it rest there? Only difference is, I will go the right way round, I will also report the ‘Mod’, that joined in on this thread, to the appropriate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the others, the trolls, a some like to call these people, who have seen posts on another forum by me in defence of a certain person, you are slowly killing!! … just carry on *wink* … what goes around comes around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over .. I am sorry to all you regulars, but sometimes it just needs to be said. This subject hit home over the weekend, so I had to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal service will be resumed asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS .. the picture included the faces that could be seen, have been spotted out to protect the innocent, this was an innocent mob/crowd lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-8461309422761471078?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/8461309422761471078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/forum-mob-mentality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8461309422761471078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8461309422761471078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/forum-mob-mentality.html' title='Forum mob mentality ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SnBV8D5kAAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DCfYIC4S6qg/s72-c/mob+mentality+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7088669906317663970</id><published>2009-07-16T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:38:22.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man on the moon 40th Anniversary ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sl8QPbjbXuI/AAAAAAAAAME/q1GI8TciJRU/s1600-h/man+on+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sl8QPbjbXuI/AAAAAAAAAME/q1GI8TciJRU/s320/man+on+moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359019938874613474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first to step on the moon was Neil Armstrong, with the very famous words of “That’s one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind”.&lt;br /&gt;The next to step  onto the moon was Buzz Aldrin, who described it as “magnificent desolation”.&lt;br /&gt;They spent 21 hours on the moon, and having a kip as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was 20th July 1969.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would not want a kip that is one hell of a feat, must take it out of you, I know it would me, the adrenalin rush would have been amazing, no wonder they were tired lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching this while in school, it was the most world wide amazing thing to happen in human history.&lt;br /&gt;My school had big TV’s set in 4 different classrooms so we could all watch this making of history. &lt;br /&gt;I have never forgotten that day, even though I was only 3 …. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise yesterday that it was the 40th anniversary!! OMG where has the time gone?  There is other trivia I could spout at you as far as missions to the moon go, there has been 10 men since then to go to the moon and no women, but none have landed. The last to walk the moon was 1972.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things have been sent to the moon and probes landed, but no man has walked for 37 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, since then think about it, most of us have children, they have grown up with this as a ‘thing that happened’,  in history, you know I never have thought to ask my son what he thinks about it, why don’t you ask your children and please let me know, I think that would be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do your children know about all this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have said no life would be sustainable on the moon, for varies reasons, gravity being one, unless you have really ton heavy feet you would not be able to stay there lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all this, I am wondering why have there not been more of us on the moon? In all these years our technology has gone soo far its unbelievable, so why have there not been dozens more people walking the moon? Why have they not built a small manned station there yet? &lt;br /&gt;They say that the USA have got big plans for this, the probes they have there, are for this very reason. &lt;br /&gt;And Russians want to put people on there by 2025 .. ..&lt;br /&gt;But why have they waited all these years, for another man or woman to actually walk the moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory on this …. Because they did encounter life, oh yes, old Neil  and Buzz were told not to come back, and have they been back there?? Noooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did we take any notice? Nooo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we sent another mission in 1972, and the life forms then gave them an ultimatum, if we came back again there would be trouble!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why, they must have given them people, something really to think about a? for us to take a big large jump back.&lt;br /&gt;I also think that the reason why we cannot go back is because, the life forms saw how we treated our planet, WHAAT … do you not think they cannot see for themselves what we people are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can see it with the naked eye … the freaking space junk that has gradually got worse over the years around our OWN planet!! And until we can clear up our own mess we are not allowed back to the moon lol and I don’t blame them little life forms, who I call ‘lefs’ *cough*&lt;br /&gt;Why should we go and plant our rubbish on the moon where they live lol cos lets face it, once we get there again, we will leave it behind, cos it would take too much fuel to bring it back. Iots of it,  all over the place,  our rubbish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before anyone can go back to the moon we have to find a way to clean up our act …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah … right … Good luck on that one!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7088669906317663970?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7088669906317663970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-on-moon-40th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7088669906317663970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7088669906317663970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-on-moon-40th-anniversary.html' title='Man on the moon 40th Anniversary ...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sl8QPbjbXuI/AAAAAAAAAME/q1GI8TciJRU/s72-c/man+on+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-1599334755529420292</id><published>2009-07-01T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:42:00.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CCTV UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SksuKlL0gSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2MDERq5P65w/s1600-h/cctv+theory+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SksuKlL0gSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2MDERq5P65w/s400/cctv+theory+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353423341375226146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be explained first, as there are some of you that will not know what the heck I am going on about, the following information was supplied by Lori, who I was talking to about this yesterday, she lives in the USA so really did not have a clue of what I was talking about so I explained, then, I said go look it up, this is what she came back with ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning! Well, I looked up closed circuit TV on the computer. I learned a lot I didn't know. I found out that it is much more common in the UK, where there are more cameras per person than in any other country in the world! Approximately one camera for every 14 people! It is much less common in the US. Mostly found in New York and Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;I also read that a 2008 report by UK police chiefs concluded that only 3% of crimes were solved by CCTV. &lt;br /&gt;When we watch a show on TV though, it is broadcast television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my homework for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Don't pick your nose. Someone is watching!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of email --------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAT!! I have been caught picking my nose??? Pft I must remember to close my curtains or better still face a wall next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how scary is that? And believe me you can now zoom into peoples front rooms so I have heard, as there was a divorce case not too long ago here, where the wife followed the husband by ‘Google earth’ and actually caught him in the act lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware all you cheating spouses out there!! Hahahaa  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that’s not all, now I belong to a new website called ‘RL connect’ something like that, because it was a new site i joined to see what it was all about, then quickly realised that is a real life interaction with other members who know exactly where everyone is!! Yes I had to quickly divert myself from where i was to the middle of a bridge in London lol&lt;br /&gt;How scary is that!!&lt;br /&gt;Well now I received an email from them saying, to upload a photo of me so that if I am out and about others from the site will be able to recognise me and say hello …. WHAAAT!! Do I look stooped? Well no you don’t know how I look cos I would never upload a photo of myself so that some nutter can come up to me and say ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger ~ ‘Hiya Tatty!!’&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ (with dumbstruck look on my face cos I am trying to remember where i know this person from) ‘wow hello, how are you?’&lt;br /&gt;Stranger ~ ‘ am good thanks so nice to see you, I did not know you lived here?’&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ ‘yes for some time … what are you doing here? ‘ (now I am really struggling to think where and when I last saw this person, could have been in Turkey, I did live there, I came across hundreds of people, so …)&lt;br /&gt;Stranger ~ ‘I was visiting family, but you look nothing like your picture, you are really lovely, the photo does not do you justice!’&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ (now I am thinking I don’t know this person, so where did they see my picture? ) ‘ errmm where did you see the photo of me? I am confused, and that’s not hard to do sometimes lol’&lt;br /&gt;Stranger  ~ ‘RL connect!!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, see what I mean!! not only is it dangerous, it is confusing, who wants strangers coming up to them in the street? I don’t!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, the photo not doing me justice part, I was joking there ya know, thought I would just slip that one in, praise myself up a tad lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get what I am saying now, about these cameras all over the place, now here in the UK, they are saying its for our own protection, and for the crime blah blah … yeah , yeah carry on, I am not convinced, and look at the stats that Lori has provided there, not doing so good is it? the crime busting thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a hundred reasons some people could give as to why these cameras are for our own good, stranger danger, comes to mind, and that is from when I was small! You could never convince me that these in the numbers they are, are for our own good, there must be another reason that there are soo many!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory on that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this …. PERVERTS yes think about it ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is mainly for the men here, which one of you could resist the opportunity to look at something that you are really not supposed to? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on hands up!! We all know which part of the anatomy rules your head, I have a very funny joke I tell on that one, want to hear it? Here goes ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lonely brain cell …&lt;br /&gt;There was once a female brain cell, who found herself in a mans brain,  a dark empty place, she could not remember how she got there, but she needed to find someone quick.&lt;br /&gt;‘hellooo .. ‘ she whispered …. No answer!&lt;br /&gt;She wandered around a bit more, and was now really getting scared as it was dark and lonely, so she called out again a d bit louder ….&lt;br /&gt;‘helloooo ‘ she said … still no answer!&lt;br /&gt;Now she was really frightened!! All on her lonesome, she shouted this time at the top of her voice ….&lt;br /&gt;‘HELLOOOOO IS ANYBODY HEREEEEE!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little voice far far away said back …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘we’re down here …’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it ……. There! Lol hahahaa says it all don’t it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you live in the UK even if you are in your own home, think about what you do in front of the windows, you could have an audience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS in the picture, the words on both screens say 'its life john' ... 'but not as we know it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-1599334755529420292?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/1599334755529420292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/cctv-uk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1599334755529420292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1599334755529420292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/07/cctv-uk.html' title='CCTV UK'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SksuKlL0gSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2MDERq5P65w/s72-c/cctv+theory+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-4977109470661116547</id><published>2009-06-16T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:06:06.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy~ness ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SjdL_pkCNVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kuuxmk_Cuq4/s1600-h/morning+coffe+paperback.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SjdL_pkCNVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kuuxmk_Cuq4/s400/morning+coffe+paperback.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347826639386588498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it a ‘mature’ thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say mature, yes I mean as an age thing, and yes Lori, I remembered the conversation we had about this …. Eventually! Must be the age lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the reason I am now thinking about this is because, poppy thought I was younger than she thought, in my 20’s in fact lol!!! Yeeess wish I was sweetie but alas no, not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now poppy thought this because of the way I speak, so to speak, you know, online to her, as I do not know her in RL (real life) she is a very nice cyber friend, as with a lot of cyber friends I have, I have been blessed that I have met these people online, because they are really nice people.&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was … I am soo easily distracted hehehe yes poppy was thinking I was younger, so when I told her how old I was *cough* she was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;It is true a lot of people think I am younger cos of the way I talk, not silly talk, but funny I suppose, but I have been this way all my life so why would I be different now I am ‘slightly’ older? And I mean think different? Why do, oh dear I need to give the shovel a rest cos of what I am going to say next … why do ‘younger’ people think that us people a year or two ahead (yes that’s better) of them in age, think that we should act and behave in a different way? This baffles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my dad for instance, now he is a grumpy old man, and everyone knows this, including himself lol he freely admits it, you name it he will moan about it, I think I might have mentioned this before about him, somewhere, he hates Christmas, with a vengence, but see, I agree with him Haahah I am not really a big fan of it, so is this because of an age thing? Or just that his views of Christmas have rubbed off on me? I don’t know, but it must be the later cos I am not grumpy at the moment, well maybe I am in one thing, but I have been like that all my life and I have always openly admitted it, bet your wondering now what it is a? hehehe &lt;br /&gt;It is that I am seriously no good in the mornings, really, I hate mornings! I will give you a snippet of something that happened one morning some years ago ….&lt;br /&gt;A neighbour of mine, because her husband was away stayed at her mothers one night, now she knew about my ‘morning anger’ problem. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo I was in bed one morning, fast asleep, when at 7.30 am the phone starts ringing beside me, so I picked it up and said hello, well that sounds polite when I put it that way, but I have a way of saying hello when I get woken up …. But the phone went dead!! So I thought no more of it and turned over, thinking not pleasant thoughts of the person that called me at the hour of the night … look I do not know there is two 8 o’clock in the day ok!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the next day, I am at my neighbours house, having a chat, and she asks did I get a phone call early yesterday morning that went dead, I looked at her puzzled and said I had, and how did she know, this is what she said …&lt;br /&gt;Cos she was at her mothers, she had to call home to see of her husband had got home after his work trip, but, she called my number accidently, she realised who it was when I answered and she put the phone down, her mother asked her what was wrong, because of the look on her face, and she said to her mother ….&lt;br /&gt;“yes I had to put the phone down, cos I accidently rang Tatty’s number, and I really did not want to be verbally abused at this time of morning, cos she is not a morning person, and she scares me cos of the stories she has told me about it”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!!! Lol when she told me I spluttered my cup of tea I can tell you …. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that aside … we all know of grumpy people, and probably do know one, but how old is that person? And has that person been like that all their life? Or since they got older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my theory is … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…. NO it is not an age thing, they have always been like that simmering with it, until they get older, so they can use age, as an excuse for being grumpy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it ….. Why would people get grumpy when they are older? Do they wake up one morning and think, that’s it, I will be a grumpy old person from today onwards? They must do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See now older people that do this, have caused me problems!! Cos now I get told by  some people that I must act my age!! WHAAAT? At what age must I start acting my age? This will mean I must change myself completely to fall into their category of what a more mature person should act like! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well trust me when I say this … that’s neeeeever gonna happen, because, I am not acting, this is me, take it or leave it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ... I will add, I am not that old, YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-4977109470661116547?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/4977109470661116547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/grumyness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4977109470661116547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4977109470661116547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/grumyness.html' title='Grumpy~ness ...'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SjdL_pkCNVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kuuxmk_Cuq4/s72-c/morning+coffe+paperback.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-2991117348703463982</id><published>2009-06-05T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:26:46.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleanliness ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sikqe-m5FWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0ZCd6cBYDe0/s1600-h/!cid_F9783C86-619B-4650-BD25-043206E9DCF9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sikqe-m5FWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0ZCd6cBYDe0/s400/!cid_F9783C86-619B-4650-BD25-043206E9DCF9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343849144542369122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING! NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or have toilet issues ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you first off that I do not have a problem, ok! But I do have certain standards as far as cleanliness goes, and I have had this conversation in full blown honesty one day at my friend jackies bar in Turkey one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started because, in jackies bar, as it is soo small that there is only one toilet, yes know, I hated this, but what can you do, I loved the bar.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was sitting there with friends one afternoon, and I had just come back from the toilet, now ‘shorty’ asked me why I am always soo long in there, so this is where I went into my ‘overthetop’ mode with what I said heheh and here is it practically word for word, cos I had them in stitches …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is, cos as there is only one toilet, and I have issues with that, but never mind, cos i never want to share a public toilet with a man, the reason being that, mens toilets smell!, (laughter and denials from the men here) yes they do! No getting away from it, also after a few drinks they tend to miss the place they are supposed to be aiming for (more laughing denials from certain men) yes they do! So you end up with a smelly disgusting toilet, and because I hate public toilets anyway, I have a ritual that I have to do to make sure I do not touch anything in there.&lt;br /&gt;Go to the toilet door close behind me and slide lock over with little finger, *cough*  prepare myself to do what I need to and then ‘hover’ over the pan …… stop it I know what your thinking and doing now! Anyhow finish what I am doing, and pull myself together, grab some toilet paper  so I can flush without touching the handle. &lt;br /&gt;grab some paper hand towel turn on tap with it, throw towel away proceed to wash hands, grab some more paper hand towel, dry hands and turn off tap with it, with towel still in hand slide back the bolt on the door, turn handle with towel still in hand,  throw paper towel into the bin, exit toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me what is wrong with that? Now you can imagine everyone sitting with me thinks I am nuts and they are killing themselves as they did not realise I was soo ‘ocd’, so now i have to explain why I do the things I do, goes something like this …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hover over toilet cos I do not know when it was last bleached etc, I do this in any public toilet, and again men have been using the toilet ,  eewww I use toilet paper to flush with cos other people have obviously flushed the loo before they have washed there hands, same with taps that’s why I hold paper tissue while turning on and off, the door bolt and handle? Because some people do not wash there hands after going, and that’s a fact, so I have to use the paper towels so I don’t dirty my hands again making all what I did before a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now they are all agreeing with me, cos it is fact what I just said, and I also said, since there was a lot of men sitting at the table, hand up those who went and did not wash there hands while in there, they all put there hands up but I can guarantee you, I named two that did not, as they were too quick in and out lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone think I am over the top with cleanliness? I do not think so, I think its common sense to do what I do, and anyone who says otherwise I will think they do not wash their hands either hehehe and I will out you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats my theory? It is this, you can never be too clean, I know people say that a few germs never killed anyone … WHAAT? Yes they do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol if you are in the category of slobbyness, do not invite me round to your house ok? Cos i know someone and you seriously do not want to have anything to eat there, if you go into the kitchen you would die of shock and horror, and that is just downright lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could wait when I was out to go to the ‘WC’ until I got home I would, that’s how bad I am about public toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-2991117348703463982?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/2991117348703463982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/cleanliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2991117348703463982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/2991117348703463982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/cleanliness.html' title='Cleanliness ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sikqe-m5FWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0ZCd6cBYDe0/s72-c/!cid_F9783C86-619B-4650-BD25-043206E9DCF9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-8334730166762871272</id><published>2009-06-01T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:53:09.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain transplant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SiOuo_xfh9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/D8gOZZ20ucA/s1600-h/brain-spinal-cord-73564950-ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SiOuo_xfh9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/D8gOZZ20ucA/s400/brain-spinal-cord-73564950-ga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305602328561618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I think I need one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo, not to get rid of mine, to put MY brain, into, another fitter body, not that there is anything wrong with mine on the outside, ohhh tsk I am digging myself into a hole here … look just take it from me, I need to have my brain put into another body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend about this not long ago, she was saying that it sounded like a good idea, an excellent idea in fact, well, at first it seemed a good idea! Cos as we carried on talking about it, the more problems we came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I have to say there is nothing wrong with my brain, well I might forget some things sometimes, usually I find it is the trivial stooped things I forget, very rarely something important.  so do you think we forget things, because there is already a lot crammed in there? I admit I have a massive amount of useless information crammed in my brain, with the odd bit of intelligence thrown in *whistles* …. So if my brain is crammed already with all this stuff no wonder I am going to forget some things, I do actually tell people this if I forget something, it goes something like this ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other person ~ “Tatty, it was my birthday last week, not today!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ “tsk, oh FGS, why do I forget these things all the time, heheh you know what it is, I have soo much stuffed into my brain, that I have to shift some stuff out, and I am sorry that it was your birthday, that it chose to kick out and think it was trivial!”   lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I get some sort of reaction from that statement, that results in me being forgiven, after all the person is usually laughing by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the transplant, so what would we need if we was looking for a new body to put our brain in? see now this is hard, cos on the outside I have been happy with it, so it would be pretty difficult, I am not saying I am the most beautiful person walking, but I have been told I am not bad, so what do I head for hahahah sorry for the pun, I mean what do I aim for? Another thing is my hair, always been very long and naturally blonde, not many people can say that can they, now you are thinking I am vain, but I am not … really! I am far from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am thinking, would my brain actually be happier in another body, if I am not completely happy with it?  And obviously I do need to be happy about the situation, well the answer would have to be no, so really I need a double of me, don’t I? &lt;br /&gt;Now we are wandering into the world of cloning, and would that be possible for me to be cloned and my actual brain be put into that cloned body? Well maybe eventually I could be cloned, but the brain part? I don’t think so, so how do I resolve this problem? I don’t know, cos unless they do cloning, brain transplants etc, on the NHS I would not be able to have it, cos I am skint lol well not funny cos I am still stuck with my brain where it is now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you see the dilemma of having to get a new body to put your brain in? and nooo, I don’t want to leave my brain behind, it has kept me amused for many a long hour, and others come to think of it, so I really do need it. I do have stuff in there that will maybe come in handy one day, you never know do you? I seem to have an answer for everything, or an easier solution to get something done. So you see I really do need my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is there a theory to all this dilemma? Well there should be, but for the life of me I cannot remember what it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that something as important as this I would at least remember something that would actually benefit myself, wouldn’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo am kidding the theory of this is, I need a very rich billionair, who would pay for this for me, after all I can make them laugh, that’s got to be on the plus side, amusing people comes easy to me, so am I worth it? Yes I do think so!! So come on … offers please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrm question? Is it possible to take certain parts of your brain? And leave the forgetful bits behind? Please let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-8334730166762871272?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/8334730166762871272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/brain-transplant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8334730166762871272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8334730166762871272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/06/brain-transplant.html' title='Brain transplant?'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SiOuo_xfh9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/D8gOZZ20ucA/s72-c/brain-spinal-cord-73564950-ga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-4377299280211677245</id><published>2009-05-26T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:59:41.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Town ~ two ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/ShwdSmL9pSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TmE0qIZqNS0/s1600-h/tatty+th+farm+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/ShwdSmL9pSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TmE0qIZqNS0/s400/tatty+th+farm+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175463480141090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/ShwdSQIhWmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i8JI_ztxej8/s1600-h/tatty+th+farm+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/ShwdSQIhWmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i8JI_ztxej8/s400/tatty+th+farm+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175457560124002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farm Town ~ two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I would not usually have come back to this subject, but it is getting funnier by the minute, with the things that happen, said, done, so am paying a return visit, probably will a few times as it marches on, so I hope you find the subject as amusing as me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i left off before with the ‘Tree trollers’  vs. ‘Tree huggers’, this situation will never be resolved, but what I do not understand is why some people insist that your  trees are up for harvest along with the rest of your  crops, well I am sorry, but If the farm I am making is MY farm, am I not the one that makes the decision who harvests what? The tree fruit do not ‘rot’ like the rest of the crops do within a certain time, hence why a lot of us farmers prefer our trees not to be harvested, they add nice colour and more depth to the farms, our choice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow that subject as I said will never be resolved, and I do not want to be repeating myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is something else that has come to light, ‘flowers’, there are no flowers to plant at the moment, there has been a notice that they will be ready in two weeks for the past few weeks, so now people are starting to get, lets say, agitated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now again bear I mind what I said in previous farm town talk, this game is still in the process of making, and there are some glitches, which when arise are being put right straight away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now these glitches are simple things like lose of crops, coins, tree, other glitches are more desperate for some people like, not being able to get connected, keep getting disconnected, and even worse things in some cases, so you would think that the people wanting to know when the flowers will be ready would have a bit more patience, would you not? Oohhh nooo, they kicking up a fuss cos they have seen the notice saying the flowers will be ready in two weeks, and ‘god damit’ where are they!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, taking into consideration of the other problems, what is wrong with them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely is it best to wait and have them work properly, than all these people complaining when they go wrong? Because they will complain BIG TIME, and I can imagine what some of the posts will be on the forum …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“we waited a long time for the flowers"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"even waited more than the 2 weeks you specified a gazillion weeks ago, and now they do not work properly!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They disappear"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"difficult to plant"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I did not get paid the coins when harvested" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I cannot even plant them" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"they died before I was able to harvest them ……” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will be an endless list!!! Believe me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But  not to forget at the end of the day ….. it is a game!!!! So wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe in hind sight, the makers should not have put the flowers on the list of things you can plant, if they were not on there, no one would be any the wiser, and when they did come out … yay! everyone is ecstatic hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet you are wondering again what on earth I can make of this so far and how to theorize on it, quite easy really, it is this one little thing ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, well some, are never happy unless they are complaining about something, so even if the flowers were not on the list, I am sure that these farmers would have found something else to jump on, why cant people be more like me, and just wait, and not write endless complaints on the forum about endless silly questions that have been answered in an ‘announcement’ no less, oh yes I left that little detail out above, because I thought I would make a point here to prove what I was going on about, yes an announcement was made and posted on the forum, and then not long after another brand new thread appeared about the flowers!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My theory?? … this ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my god!! What is wrong? read, and go weep somewhere else lol don’t start yet another thread saying you have been waiting, we already know!! Pft! Read the forum first and the announcements!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while I can sit here and write this and laugh at all this ’problem’ with the flowers, I am thinking … yeeessss you may well complain about me now, because you will see it as me taking the pee out of you, errrmmmm …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now before I say ‘laters’ I thought i would give you a tad bit of useless information about MY farm, 5 days ago, I took the time as my whole farm was empty, to plow and then plant , which took 3 hours this to do by the way, the whole lot with pumpkins, not only did it cost me approx 130,000 coins to do, but I thought because of the colours of them when they are ready to harvest, would be looking lovely, also the income is massive it gives me, and I had nearly 4 days off also to faff about lol , so the picture of my lovely farm is here in full pumpkin bloomery, and the income from that one harvest of them Drrrrrrrrrrrrdrrrrrrrrrrrrrdrrrrrr (drum roll) ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;345,325 coins   woohoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was well worth all the trouble lol, And, I got to re-arrange my whole farm and make and add a maze as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the picture at the top, is the farms new arrangement with the maze in the bottom corner. the picture under that is of all the pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-4377299280211677245?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/4377299280211677245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/farm-town-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4377299280211677245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/4377299280211677245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/farm-town-two.html' title='Farm Town ~ two ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/ShwdSmL9pSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TmE0qIZqNS0/s72-c/tatty+th+farm+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7192889814626112110</id><published>2009-05-16T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:27:13.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My one thought ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg85q316m8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fnl1VU9vI_I/s1600-h/wclock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg85q316m8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fnl1VU9vI_I/s400/wclock.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336547492164705218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at some point it happened ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will say, i never do poems, rhymes, ditty what ever you want to call them, i do not do them, i do not seem to be able to do them. it was only when a friend of mine started posting her lovely rhymes that i felt the need to keep her 'company' in as answering in a rhyme, which i was bad at! so this all of a sudden came to me one night while i was talking to her and another friend online, when they was asking me if i had been able to find the time to do what i had said i was going to do .... get that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here is what popped into my head ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will have to do it tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or some time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i get time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i have no time at the minute &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not enough hours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seconds fly by, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;days gone in a flash, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weeks are months, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a moment longer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another year to ponder ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one today …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;six decade's later ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lifetime over ..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Tatty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is the theory? for once my brain cells must have bonded? depends how you read into it, don't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can tell you one thing ... my brain cells will never bond like that again, EVEEEER hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7192889814626112110?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7192889814626112110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-one-thought.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7192889814626112110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7192889814626112110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-one-thought.html' title='My one thought ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg85q316m8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fnl1VU9vI_I/s72-c/wclock.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7184759023839045106</id><published>2009-05-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:51:01.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nawty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg0rHDdRrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9YUpE7FPU-s/s1600-h/george+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg0rHDdRrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9YUpE7FPU-s/s400/george+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335968533691084354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mischief ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes cannot help myself you know, it just happens, a spur of the moment something that will present itself and I just get this irresistible urge that I have to do something nawty, never nasty, always in a funny way, so I thought I would give you one of the best I ever have done, there may be more, actually there are but, this sticks out like a sore thumb hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, one day in Turkey, I was out and about one Sunday afternoon, oh before go on, I used to write a column for the local free paper, which was supposed to be about my weekly happenings, again this was funny, I ended up having a huge following, I had to give the people I mentioned in the ‘aliases’ so that I could protect the not so innocent, I was told that people used to wait at certain places for it to be delivered each week, how cool is that! So this story here I put in my column.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I will set the scene for you, this particular Sunday afternoon there was the 2 John’s, Wayne and his new girlfriend from England with her daughter in this bar, we were the only ones in there along with the barmaid Karen. I was sitting at the end of the bar where the door was where you came in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty much just normal chatter, Wayne used to live in Turkey but sold up and went back to England,  so we are all there, then in walks the photographer from another well know local paper, now this photographers job was to go round all the local hotspots taking people pictures then putting them in his paper as interesting places to be at the time, I knew him, he knew me very well as I  had done some nawty things before to him, like or instance, a Chinese meal one night, there were 11 of us, he came in took photos and asked me to name who is who at the table ….. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big mistake&lt;/span&gt;, we had the Kray twins, Myra Hindly, Richard Meldrew …. And he had all these names below our picture in the paper the following week, and everyone knew that it must have been me that did the names hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Sunday afternoon, so the photo bloke came in saw me and said hello in Turkish to me and hello in English to the others, so now I am thinking what can I do to brighten things up, so me knowing full well that none of the others spoke or understood Turkish I told him in Turkish that Wayne and his girlfriend had just got married earlier that day, and he must take a photo and put it in his paper! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he was really happy that he had caught these two on their wedding day and promptly started taking photos, of course they all wanted to know what I said to the photo bloke and I told them, they all thought it was hilarious! So after he had taken the photo’s of Wayne and girlfriend he wanted a group shot, and just at the right second I had turned my head and was looking outside, so all he got was the back of my head hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he came and put a paper and pen in front of me and asked me to write down their names, which I did, sort of, not their real names though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the following Thursday when this paper comes out, I had been down to the local town, and I had met the 2 Johns in a bar, on the way back to where I should be, while in this bar one of the John’s gets a phone call, it was Wayne asking where he was and who with, so of course John told him, then John starts spluttering, saying on the phone ‘ok we are coming’. so he gets off the phone and asked me what I had done, cos the photo’s that were taken on Sunday were in he ‘post’ paper and Wayne now wants to kill me, Hahahah so I told them what I had done with the names, and they killed themselves laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we all get into our cars and drive to this other bar, where Wayne and his girlfriend are, and as I pulled up outside everyone is standing at he bar, this is an open bar as it is the middle of the summer, so I put my head out of the window and say, ‘am I safe to get out of this, cos if not I’m off’, with that everyone started laughing, Wayne tells me I am safe. So I go in and he said have you seen this paper and the story under the photo, I told him no, not yet, his girlfriend is telling me she is going to take copies of the paper home to show her friends and family cos it’s the funniest things ever, anyway you get the drift people were all over me like a rash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was handed the paper, and there are two photos, one of Wayne and girlfriend the other a group photo with the back of my head hahaha, and under the ‘bride and groom’ photo was this ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Wanking  were married today …….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet your wondering what my theory is now? It is this ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should never be let out, cos I am very nawty when left to my own devices!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s the photo above, is of my dog George, on the beach in Turkey, i put the shark in the photo though! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7184759023839045106?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7184759023839045106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/nawty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7184759023839045106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7184759023839045106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/05/nawty.html' title='Nawty!!'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sg0rHDdRrkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9YUpE7FPU-s/s72-c/george+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-976574192058110618</id><published>2009-05-10T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:00:38.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Town .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sgb53SIm-hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YOUiPwMJR_Q/s1600-h/Sallysfarm16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sgb53SIm-hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YOUiPwMJR_Q/s320/Sallysfarm16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334225536822999570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farm Town …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Online games ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to tell you something before I go any further, I have never played online ‘games’ before In my life, in fact the only computer game I have ever really played is ‘Sims’, now I think most of you have heard about Sims. I was playing Sims quiet happily although I do not think the ’Sims’ people were very happy with me, they was not happy actually, could not form relationships, eat properly, they got depressed, only one family was ok and they went on to have a baby, and this is where I went wrong, I got so wrapped up in making sure the baby was well cared for I neglected the family, then because they were depressed one of them accidentally started a fire, and me being me, I panicked, while they were running around trying to put out the fire, call the fire brigade I was still panicking, while the whole place was blazing, and the worse thing happened yes, I killed the baby, I did not get it out, I was soo upset I have never been able to play the game since lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, people who I know that play this game and i tell them what I did, they pee themselves laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now bear the above in mind, and it is a testament that I am no good at these sort of games at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a week ago I was sent an invitation to this online game called ‘Farm Town’ now I have read up on this game, it was only started in February 2009 this year, it was given to 12 users on a very well known social network to try it out, and with the time from February to now which is the beginning of May 4, months in all, it has grown to over 4 million!! The makers do not advertise this game, you will not see it anywhere apart from on people’s profile’s on this social network.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyhow I was sent an invite by a friend to go play this ‘Farm Town’, so because of her, I went and signed up, its an easy game, nothing hard, nothing but literally farming, inviting other people to be you neighbours, you send and receive gifts, that can be from animals to trees, no people live with you on the farm, it is just you, tending it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also have to make a ‘buddy’ list these are people that you help harvest crops, they help you, you get more money if others harvest for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also get two places to go to ‘hire’ people to work for you, if your buddies are not online, the market place and the inn, where most of them stand about begging for  work, mainly at the market, at the inn this is for purely socializing but people still go to beg for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, I go to the inn, go to the bar and then offer booze to everyone, hahaha ok its ‘cyber’ alcohol, but it is still funny, and usually I get to meet all sorts of people that I can add to my ever growing buddy list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get the drift? and it does make you interact with other people, over the 8 days I have been on this game, I am on it more often than I have ever been on anything in my life that is on the internet, in fact there is a ‘Farm Town’ forum, where you go and do what ever it is you need to do, you know what forums do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I have noticed that some are rather addicted to the game, on it practically 24/7!! I am not naming names, but, setting the alarm clock to go off in the middle of the night so they can do a harvest, instead of, planning the planting so that you don’t need to do anything until you have had a good nights sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example, you can plant grapes, they take 4 hours and you get more points, then you get day plants, 2 days and so on, so tell me how you would plan that out? And believe me, people are openly admitting on the forum they are addicted hahaha … aww should not laugh because I can see why it is such a compelling game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am thinking there should really be a ‘Farm-oholics- anon, seriously! I doubt it would help people much but it sure would make funny reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now in all this as I said, you get to meet people from all over the world, I have a list now of where people come from, I tend to forget, and this does makes things easier as you know when they possibly will be online. Also you need to keep a tag on the time zone’s now that can be confusing as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can honestly say that the main bulk of people I have met have been lovely, we laugh and chat about most things of interest, and I am really enjoying that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you get the ‘trolls’ these are people that deliberately set out to cause conflict, upset and use bad language, that is a troll definition, oh yes look it up on the net, it will come back as …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“In Internet terminology, a troll is a person who enters an established community such as an online discussion forum and intentionally tries to cause disruption, often in the form of posting messages that are inflammatory, insulting, incorrect, inaccurate, absurd, or off-topic, with the intent of provoking a reaction from others.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, believe me they are on Farm Town, there is a debate going on as we speak about, hiring people from the market, and you tell them what you  want harvesting, you also might say ‘not to touch your trees’, they agree, you give them the tools (by clicking on the person’s little person onscreen) and then they run amok … yes they chop everything, including your trees!!!    now you are sitting there and what can you do? Hence the thread on this behaviour on the forum, which is soo funny I might add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now we have ‘TREE TROLLERS’ hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after everything I have said here, and I do not know if you play these sort of games or not, are you wondering what my theory is on all this? Well let me tell you…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do people deliberately set out to ‘troll’ …. cause trouble? My theory? ….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they are just downright nasty people, who have no social skills whatsoever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That’s the only thing I can think of, you could argue that they think it is funny, they do more than likely, because they enjoy the tormenting of others and see the reaction they get, but does that excuse them from the everyday politeness that should be, whether it is RL or on the internet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I have a better theory …. They are just plain sad people, Who need to get a life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. the photo here is of Sally's farm, shows how much planning and effort some people will put into this, nice though a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-976574192058110618?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sgb53SIm-hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YOUiPwMJR_Q/s72-c/Sallysfarm16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-357833552308403929</id><published>2009-04-30T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:24:58.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying minutes of BBGF .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfmrJ8XaQ4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-sH0bWYiIJU/s1600-h/eye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfmrJ8XaQ4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-sH0bWYiIJU/s400/eye.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330479821281182594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last list ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are currently 232 member(s) and 135 guest(s) on the forums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Coldy*, *Cosmic Kelly*, *lou-p-lou*, *Malibu~Lover~10*, *Pixie*Magic*, *the-blusher*, *TillyFloss*, Age and Guile, Aimee., Anngradon, ANNOCA, askubala, Aticus Wept, Bagheera, barracuda68, Barry the Zombie, Bex99, Big Brothers Big Scam, biggest hollyoaks fan, billAbong, Bizzie Lizzie, Blue Diamond, boink, boltonfan2, Bovrilking, bozzimacoo, brogsey, C4 Admin, caboose, captain marbles, cazzybbfan, Cinds, claire**, cloudfion, Comrade Ogilvy, crocodile-rock, crunchynut86, darloboy07, Darnell 2 Wiin =D, Dean4McQueen, dirtyprettygirlthing, Dobby the house-elf, Drifting soul, Dupree, Echo, edwardian lil, Ellie Jo, Emily Anne, estrella25, Extremely Fluffy Fluffy Thing, first_deb, Foo's fan, Gary P, Gelh, Gem Star .:182:., Growlybear, Harley Lovebundle, Harrap, ho_ho_ho, hollydolly, honeypot10, hugorune, Humble_Horace, i love will young, impyuk, Infiniti, iscreamloud, Jae20, Jaggy Thistle, jaybee, Jensen Junkie, jeppa, jessejay, jo007, jojox, jp51, Julz*, kara-sim, Khisanth, lainy m, lal, lalilala, Latina83, Like A Star ?, LindsxDx, LittleScotland, lizina, loonykev, Lord Leopold Plumtree, love greek sunsets, MadWorld, Magette, man utd fan, Maria01, mini-masher, miss stardrop, Moh Kohn, monotreme, MoominSTFC, Moon/Stars, More Common Sense, mozzie1, mrsbod, MrsTenalady, Music.Is.My.Boyfriend, Old Soul, Peachy~Emms, Pearly-Gates, pencillead, pgtips831, Piggles, PinkyA, Poolshark, PSYCHOMOM, pussycatj, Rafe, richard_h., Rosy Darling, rzb, savana, SazBomb, sciencewasrobbed, Scotty McLotty, Sheep In a Jeep, smartie3, souljaboy, SpiderMam, SplitScreen, Stars Don't Fall, stonks, stupidcupid, Syd, 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at 11.59 ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s the FINAL COUNTDOWN ~ by elmos friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ nony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOZZIMACOO TO YOU! ~ by bozzimcoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ bozzimacoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY THINK ITS ALL OVER… ~ by rzb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~  o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last person to post ~ by Barry the Zombie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by  ~ monotreme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye all ~ by long cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ no posts in this thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KLEEEEEEEEEEEEENEX ~ by Dupree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Peachy~Elms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m dying for a pee ~ by captain marbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~LindsxDx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buses don’t come in threes ~ by ~hoochie~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ ~hoochie~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give yourselves a clap, you have been great ~ by antihero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ jessejay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell foum ~ by Mathematics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ joyron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta do a goodbye innit..) ~ by *Looloo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ *Looloo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The New Generation **TENT** ~ by Moon/Stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Rafe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cold Pizzas world of wonder THE END ~by cold pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ cold pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye all ~ by Gem Star.:182:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Gem Star.:182:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel and Zaphods Daily Archaeological Retreat for Weary Gin Swillers ~ by zaphod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~Angel of the North&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LISTS GO HERE ~ by The secretary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See y’all ~ by KaffyBaffy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye to all the wonderful science fans ~ by Athena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Athena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roll up roll up don’t bother trying to get more stars here ~ by Foo’s fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Foo’s fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Funny Ones ~ by savana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~  savana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 minutes and counting? ~ by Towno .)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ nathanscaff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Footy Thread ~ by rainbow islands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ rzb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darnell Towers ~ by ilovetayto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Bazille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Starship Newmark ~ by ducky pup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ dirtyprettygirlthing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are sad times ~ by jp51&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Gem Satr.:182:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whooshed into cyberspace ~ by sezitlkeitiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~  none in this thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read only forum ~ by onetoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post by ~ Claire**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was nothing, like we were never here, no voices… ~ by antihero …………………….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that’s it, the theory here? You make your own mind up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been many a happy year spent by some members on this forum, some going back to the beginning of when Big Brother started way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some were fairly new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been, births, deaths, marriages announced.  Happy times that needed to be shared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some very sad stories from FM’s who were having a bad time, for whatever reason, and everyone rallied round, because that’s what people do in a crisis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There had been some major fallouts in this place, but with a forum this size you would expect to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But above all, some very lasting friendships have been formed, where a bond is soo tight, it will probably stand the pace of time ……..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s  ~ New beginnings .... new home is here:    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "&gt;http://gagajoyjoy.com/eve/forums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s ~ please will you be soo kind and please mark your reactions to this blog? below here, or comment? or follow even! i would be really grateful. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-357833552308403929?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/357833552308403929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/dying-minutes-of-bbgf.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/357833552308403929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/357833552308403929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/dying-minutes-of-bbgf.html' title='Dying minutes of BBGF .....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfmrJ8XaQ4I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-sH0bWYiIJU/s72-c/eye.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7424112657909163446</id><published>2009-04-23T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T04:55:39.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dotty Richard ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfBUthAyOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jYcGZWUDX18/s1600-h/happy+dust.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfBUthAyOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jYcGZWUDX18/s320/happy+dust.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327851500111805074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who wants some? With custard or cream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens to favourite things when PC (political correctness) has gone mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list is endless, all that we hold or have held sacred slowly drowning in the mad world of PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything we grew up with has changed, for some reason I have come to think are we pandering to the sensitivity of others? We cannot be classed as men or women anymore, we are just people/person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love being a woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now do I complain that by labelling me as just a ’person’ have I the right to shout ’I am a woman, not just a person!’ will this be PC? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same with men, now we all know how men see their ’manliness’ as sacred, listen up men …. you are being labelled as ’just a person’, why are you not screaming at the top of your voices that YOU ARE MEN! That is usually the norm with the male species. don’t get me wrong, I love men, I seem to get on better with them, maybe that’s because I was brought up with 4 brothers and no sisters, I have had many a laugh in the company of men, that’s very true, so I am not putting you men down here with what I am saying, so please don’t get all sensitive on me, and say I am not PC, *flutters eyelashes* ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the endless list of all the things that we are not allowed to call by there proper name anymore, I sometimes get confused, that’s a fact, look I am blonde, so I can be excused for easily being confused, cant I? or am I now putting blondes in the box of being ‘dumb’, ‘stupid’, airheads’? I am not, if I can take the pee out of myself why cant the rest? Actually I will go back to what I said before about my dad, he thinks I am a very intelligent woman, so maybe that is why I do not have a problem taking the pee out of myself, because I am comfortable with who I am. And if I can take the pee out of myself then I say I have the right to have a laugh with others, I would never be nasty with what I say, that’s just not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we get all PC over inanimate objects, why? I have looked into certain things that have come under the magnifying glass about being PC or not, and usually there is a history as to why they are called what they are, so why change history to pander to what others think, usually the minority,  I just do not get it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many ‘old’ comedy programs that will never be aired again, because of the content of them, the words that no one took offence to then, until someone said it was not PC, why? I think they are funny and the majority of others do as well, because when they were first aired they were very popular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What some things used to be classed as ‘suggestive’ is not PC because it offends, in the work place you see many a hoohaa coming about because someone took something, now this can even be a joke, in innocence as offensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where will it all stop? And when? When will the PC brigade please stop this nonsense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what it comes down to, I brought my son up to treat others as he would want to be treated, good philosophy I think there, I have always lived by that, I am always nice to others, but of course unless they cross me for no reason lol. He likes a laugh and joke as we all do, well, most of us ….. So really are these people who are so into being PC forgetting how to live? How to laugh? How to relax? That last one must be true, because they must be on guard all the time, knowing full well that they have to think a certain way, more to the point, how were these people brought up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my theory is this, the PC brigade are aliens!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They must be, why would anyone want to change the way we think and behave, dictate to us! I think it’s a way to take over and rule the world, a way to control the way we think and behave, eventually turn us into mindless robots who think the way they do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what better a way to do it, no one realises that this is happening slowly to us as a society, a free thinking society, they are squishing our right to freedom of speech! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared? Well you should be, there may well be one of these ‘PC’s’ next to you right now ….. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stand up for your rights people, do not be afraid to speak anymore, shout loud and proud what ever it is you want to say, that is usually not PC, and I will give you the very first words that you should say, out loud now, do not be shy, because this is the meaning of ‘Dotty Richard’ the very heart of what we love, so when you cast your eyes upon these words, do not just read them to yourself, shout them out!! Let everyone hear that we will not be dictated to by aliens ever again, here is the meaning, ready? ……..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPOTTED DICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that’s right’ Dotty Richard’ is one of our favourite puddings, spotted dick, how stupid is that? Now I have said all this I fancy some spotted dick, have not had any for ages, I have custard …….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7424112657909163446?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7424112657909163446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/dotty-richard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7424112657909163446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7424112657909163446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/dotty-richard.html' title='Dotty Richard ......'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SfBUthAyOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jYcGZWUDX18/s72-c/happy+dust.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-5085147122272220755</id><published>2009-04-22T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:01:10.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time out from theorizing .... part two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Se8m8A8QbtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_DxnhRFaW6s/s1600-h/bad+hair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Se8m8A8QbtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_DxnhRFaW6s/s320/bad+hair.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327519696689327826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From part one cont: …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there he is, the little old man leaning on the wall, I am thinking he is going to have a heart attack! He also says he has in his house a stena chair lift, lol he gives me the parcels, I sign he goes slowly down stairs. Now I am think should I do something? Should he be doing this job at his age, and more to the point his health? But what do I know, he could be subsidizing his pension for all I know, I wont be doing him any favours, if I open my mouth, he could be doing the job to keep himself occupied, so as not to get bored, as I said, what do I know? So I leave it, and hope that I have made the right decision, not to say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.10am ~  well this is the quickest delivery I have ever had, it’s the stuff I ordered form ‘next’ at 6pm yesterday! Just under 16 hours to get here, how’s that for service! I turn my laptop on, and  I  need to try the things on, and everything fits apart from one item, now I ordered the same size for each of what I got, but how comes there is always one item that will be the wrong fit? So now I have to make arrangements for it to be sent back, and a replacement. Other than that I like all the other things and am quite happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.00am ~ first I need to finish the cleaning that needs doing, also I need to make some bread, so I get all the ingredients together and put it in the bread making machine and make sure that is going. Do you want to know why I make my own bread? Because for one, I could not believe how much bread cost when I came back from abroad, like there, it was about 10p a loaf, and fresh with no preservatives in, so it has been worth my while to get the bread making machine and make my own wholemeal and white bread, that have no preservatives and know what has gone into it. I have worked it out that each loaf cost about 50p, so that’s not bad, a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noon ~ I finally am able to get on my laptop and look at emails etc while I am there I have to look at the British Gas website, as my electric supply is through them, and I need to sort out with the payment with them, as the DD that goes out each month for it was not enough for the year overall, as I changed from E-on to BG a year ago, because I had a dispute with E-on, for the first quarter in 2008 my electric bill was so high I nearly had a fit when I saw it, I called them but would they look into it? Nooooo! So I changed to BG, now they for the same period is about £85 cheaper, so no problems there, so I call and pay them, out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.00pm ~ have done two loads of washing as well so far this morning, need to put another load in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.15pm ~ I parcel up the item that needs sending back to ‘next’, then I look for the number to call them, and it is a 0870 number, why do companies do this? So I look on the ‘saynoto0870’ website to see if there is an alternative landline number and there is, and a free phone one at that …. yay, well I have to say the reason why I am happy is because, I pay £5 extra  month on top of my line rental to get free landline calls 24/7 now this is all landline UK 01-02-03-080, so why should I have to pay the stupid prices for these 0870/0844/5 blah blah? I can guarantee that at the end of each month, I do have a bill purely because of these numbers.  I know I sound like a tight-wade, but its no good throwing money away, that’s not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I call ‘next’  and make arrangements for the item to be picked up tomorrow, and a replacement sent at the same time, job done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.45pm ~ while I am on the ‘sayno’ website I notice a petition that is going, to get the hospitals, local GP and clinics to stop using these sort of numbers, and I firmly believe in this, they should not be using these numbers, my surgery does, and I think it is wrong.  See this is what I was saying, some people might not be able to afford these numbers, it soon mounts up when you are holding one for ‘a stoopid long time’, oh I have timed my GP service, you don’t want to know, really! Is this not answering and taking ages to answer deliberate? so that whoever the money goes to gets more? So I click the link and sign the petition, also while I am on, there is another petition that I agree with so sign that one as well. These petition sites are lethal for me, so I quickly get off it before I get carried away ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.10pm ~ talking about calling my GP, I have to call them to make an appointment, as I have the results from the MRI scan I had done last Friday to get, don’t suppose that will be good news from what happened while I was there having them done *sigh*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyoo, I finally get through, after waiting 15 mins from the auto voice to someone saying hello, I ask for an appointment and while i am there about my repeat prescription that I sent in last week, and guess what! For the fourth time not only has it been done, but collected by the wrong pharmacy to be filled and delivered …. pft!!!! So takes ages to sort that out, why is nothing simple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.45pm ~ I spend a bit more time on the net, perusing my favourite places, while having a cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.25pm ~ phone goes, it’s a friend of mine, spend over an hour catching up, this is a normal thing everyday, she is not having a good time, her hubby is ill, and she is not too good, just come out of hospital, and what with me, it’s a joke I can tell you. We always seem to find something funny especially me, as I want to cheer people up and make them laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.30pm ~ well, ear hole is aching lol, and my kitteh, Is moaning at me cos she want me to play with her, so spend some time, throwing her mice for her to run after, she is sooo funny, she gets carried away and then starts running like a banshee, thundering about the place, she sounds like an elephant!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.15pm ~ time for me to find something to eat, am not very hungry, so have something quick and easy, that done and finished, wash up and put away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.10pm ~ well that’s it, am now going to settle down for the evening. I have actually left a couple of things out of here, that’s because its private stuff, you don’t need to know about my bathroom ablutions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 24 hours are done with sharing with you, not very scintillating is it? Been nice to have no dramas actually … lol …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleye* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-5085147122272220755?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/5085147122272220755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-out-from-theorizing-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5085147122272220755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5085147122272220755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-out-from-theorizing-part-two.html' title='Time out from theorizing .... part two.'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Se8m8A8QbtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_DxnhRFaW6s/s72-c/bad+hair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-3470573183157207278</id><published>2009-04-20T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T04:56:14.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time out from theorizing ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sey_HUrQmwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwVus-9XBY8/s1600-h/old+ladies+rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sey_HUrQmwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwVus-9XBY8/s320/old+ladies+rock.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326842591802596098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part one ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About time I had some time out, instead of theorizing this week, here Is a total waste of non-theory, brains rest from theorizing and this is what I have done in the past 24 hours …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday 6pm is where I will start, because I actually did something at that time, it was Sunday, which as we all know is resting day, time out from work, so really that’s exactly what I did all day, slobbed out all day with my kitteh, in my lovely electric recliner chair, I have to be comfortable you know, and just watched TV and catching up on recordings I had done during the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I carry on, I will recommend an electric recliner chair to all of you, I have never been soo comfortable sitting in anything in all my life, I am in this chair whenever I am on my laptop, the foot rest is up, lappy resting on my lap, cup of tea next to me, within reach, so am not stretching myself. Its soo big my kitteh is beside me on it, and she is nice and comfy and snoozing, I am always in it while watching TV,  I also  recline it right back and snooze in it, make sure you get the right one for you, mine has massive big cushioning all over it, well padded, so if you do not have one yet, go and get one ….. NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where was I? oh yes ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday 6pm ~ I have been looking on the ‘Next’ website for some new summer clothes, they have some lovely things out, so I order a few items, and the checkout, it says they will be leaving the warehouse Monday 20th (next day). Now whenever  I am given dates like this after ordering stuff I allow 2-3 days for it to actually get to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.30pm ~ I have something to eat, clean the dishes. Phone call comes from a friend and I chat on there for about an hour, not unusual this, actually an hour is the norm, anything shorter is not the norm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.45pm ~ I refresh my memory by watching last weeks episode of  ‘LOST’ I record every episode and watch it about 2-3 time before the next episode, yes, I know I am a really sad person, I know this, but I love this program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.45 ~ now I am a quandary, LOST is on at 9pm on Sky1, on ITV1 at 9.20 ‘hells kitchen’ is on, which is not repeated,  so now I am watching ‘lost’ until 9.20 then turn over to watch ‘hells kitchen’, and am glad I did not miss it now, cos Jody the silly boy, threw a tantrum and stormed out, throwing apron off and other items of clothing as he makes his way out the back door, then promptly takes a run and jump over the back fence lol only to be brought back later, I am not going to fill you in why he did this, you should have watched the show, like I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.20 ~ go to the recorded listings, go to this weeks episode of ‘lost’ and then watch it, while drinking my horlicks, also have taken my tablets. And OH MY GOD, this show never ceases to amaze me, I can probably guarantee after each episode I am thinking to myself WTF!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.15 ~ well that’s me for the night, my eyelids are drooping, so get myself ready for bed, and as always read for a while, I am still plowing through ‘Phillips Gregory’ books she is the author that wrote ‘Tudor’ series of books, great reading if I do say myself. The one I am on at the moment if the second book of a trio, the favoured child, I would recommend them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.30am ~ finally am ready for sleep, I have nearly dozed off a couple of time, but needed to get to the end of the chapter first, my kitteh is at the bottom of my bed, nice and snug and sleeping, I turn the light out, settle down, then gone ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06.50am ~ oh sh*t, my mobile has bleeped off, the battery must have died, so get up and go plug it in, go back to bed, snuggle back down again with my kitteh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09.30am ~ ohhhhh this is strange, the first time my kitteh has let me have a lay in since I brought her home day before new year, she must be getting used to my sleeping pattern. Get up wash my kitteh’s bowls out, feed and water her, make myself a cup of tea, take my tablets, then settle down to watch the morning news, see whats happened in the world, make another cup of tea, hang on I will warn you, when I first get up I need at least 5-6 cups of tea before I can face the world and do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09.55am ~ someone is phoning at this early time, a man says he is delivering 3 parcels for me and checking I am in, I tell him yes, within a minute the security buzzer is going. I answer, it is the man with the parcels so I tell him first floor and buzz him in, open front door and wait for him to come up, and wait … and wait .... I then go to the other door to look down stairs … oh crikey a little old man of about 80 is struggling to get up the stairs, ohh noooo lol he gets to me, I ask him if he is ok, he says ‘I don’t do stairs’ ….. what can I say, the poor thing is out of breath and leaning on the wall ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be cont:….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-3470573183157207278?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/3470573183157207278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-out-from-theorizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/3470573183157207278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/3470573183157207278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-out-from-theorizing.html' title='Time out from theorizing ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sey_HUrQmwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mwVus-9XBY8/s72-c/old+ladies+rock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-7436310667257698316</id><published>2009-04-11T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:07:16.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligence &amp; ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SeCyYXgaIOI/AAAAAAAAADg/z5-H-ODVAYU/s1600-h/common+sense+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SeCyYXgaIOI/AAAAAAAAADg/z5-H-ODVAYU/s320/common+sense+blog.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323450891248476386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... common sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you noticed that very intelligent people have no common sense? I am not putting anyone down here, I think its just a fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some years ago, I was on a one year course on computers, on this course was a 28 year old man, lets call him Charlie for now, who had never worked in his life!  Since leaving school, university, he had gone from one course to another, for different subjects, no doubt about it he was very intelligent, and he probably had never before come across the likes of me or the other people on this same course, all from different back grounds, different walks of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At lunch time we all went to go to the same café, sit and chat about all sorts of stuff, as you do, but I noticed that Charlie had no common sense whatsoever, the simplest things to you and me, was way over his head, he just could not seem to get that it was not major thinking that comes into play with everyday things, just common sense. I was not the only one to notice this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logically thinking, you would have thought that everyone well most peeps, have common sense, some more than others admittedly, but its there. But I have noticed since Charlie, that the more intelligent the person, the less common sense, really! I do not know why, it is just something I have noticed. Maybe I have a way of thinking about things, that for some reason I can solve something by common sense, and when I solve a problem another person will ask how on earth did I think of doing it that way, of just thinking of it, cos it seems so simple now the solution is there, and it is not a hard thing that I have solved, got round, however you like to call it, I used my common sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to end up having to explain how I come to the solution or reasoning that I did, so am I now right in thinking that this person who I am explaining to has no common sense? So therefore more intelligent than me? I can honestly say, no, not the case. I am not building myself up here, but I do know what’s what, I just seem to have a knack at some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or is it that I have more common sense than others, does that mean I am really dumb in that case then? Because you can ask my dad you know, he thinks I am a very intelligent person, who thinks straight, and use’s my head, most of the time, in his words to me, “you are not stupid” . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that make me an intelligent person then who just happens to have a lot of common sense? So what does that make the others? The ones I have noticed who are very intelligent with no common sense? I know they are far more intelligent than me that’s for sure, with no common sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not putting down  people with less intelligence here, I think that because of lack of knowledge etc there seems to be common sense, because they have a simpler way of seeing things, and solving the problems, not over thinking, that’s one way of putting it. Very intelligent people tend to over think the problem, where a bit of common sense is the way to look at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh yes that’s it then, why highly intelligent people have no common sense, over thinking. Doh! so, STOP IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why have I never thought of it that way before? I should have been able to see it a mile off, over thinking hurts you brain, because you can never get to the solution, that’s for sure. Now I can actually see what I have been saying on here, in black and white, I have the solution for intelligent people, to get some common sense ….. stop thinking!! Or over thinking more to the point, it gets you nowhere fast, it certainly will not give you the common sense to help you with everyday life, maybe there should be a class in how to be stupid, dumber, or just not as intelligent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there is a niche in the market that I have opened up for someone, please give me the credit for it will you, better still can I have royalty payments, I could do with some money, cos it does not pay good, having common sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should start charging before some of these blogs can be read, because I am giving people money making ideas, I bet this time next year someone out there will have opened a course on how to behave with less intelligence, and enhance your chances of having more common sense,  hahaha that’s got to be worthwhile, hasn’t it? how long do you reckon the course should go on for?  How long do you think it will take for an intelligent person to be able to achieve this goal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has got to be the funniest money making scheme I have come up with in ages, and should not be laughed at, so please let me know how you get on, or if you see this ‘common sense’ course anywhere please let me know will you? Ta muchly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-7436310667257698316?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/7436310667257698316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/intelligence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7436310667257698316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/7436310667257698316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/intelligence.html' title='Intelligence &amp; ....'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SeCyYXgaIOI/AAAAAAAAADg/z5-H-ODVAYU/s72-c/common+sense+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-1023259336332908449</id><published>2009-04-08T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:33:41.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space junk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sd5Ng0DwPDI/AAAAAAAAADY/QSkeiIE9VE8/s1600-h/0403091250_M_space_junk_wide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sd5Ng0DwPDI/AAAAAAAAADY/QSkeiIE9VE8/s320/0403091250_M_space_junk_wide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322777035724045362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sd0CGgR6etI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YEQuhqz-5OA/s1600-h/space-debris-1-580x410.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Rubbish! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly ‘Space junk’, and we are all well aware of the rubbish/junk that we throw away which is causing more and more landfills, because we do not re-cycle enough. The reason why basically is maybe laziness, at the moment there is a mountain of paper, waiting for someone to buy, to then re-cycle, now how on earth did that come about? Plastic is the biggest culprit, man made thing, that will not go away! And plastic bags do the most damage, poor  sea faring animals, that get caught up in the handles/can holders thingies, you know the six pack that held together with the plastic that goes round the rims, what’s it called? Anyhoo … them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are forever taking the resources out of the planet, that is not replaced, leaving massive holes behind, void‘s! If we re-cycled more, we would not have to take so much out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you know that we take all sorts from the earth to make things for ourselves, iron, minerals, steel, oil, coal, you name it we take it. These things are used for various things, cars to help us get from ‘a to b’, the oil and petrol to make that car run, you know what I mean, most of it goes hand in hand, we need this stuff to makes other stuff work, yes? Without all this mining, drilling, not only on land but offshore, what would our lives be like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We use computers, if we did not have them, what would you be doing? Not only do we need computers for personal use, but for work, more than that, practically everything. so think of the consequences if we did not have this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me for instance, I do not leave the confines of my abode, well its very seldom, not through choice I might add, but that is not something  I will be going into at anytime soon, i very rarely go out, so how do you think I ‘survive’? mostly, thankfully, I have the use of my lappy, this is my lifeline, this gives me the independence I do not have to a certain extent, I have people around me, but I am the type who does not like to keep asking for help and all that goes with it, so take shopping for instance, I do it online, it is delivered, and I don’t just mean food shopping, anything I want I get online. I am probably saving so much of the environment , because I do not have a car anymore, hence I do not use all the resources that go hand in hand with it, plus other stuff that reduces my carbon foot print, but this is not about that, good grief, gone off subject, because I needed to explain the stuff that gets me to where we are heading on my theory on ‘rubbish/junk’. but you understand what I have been saying up to now, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So look at the picture above, with this theory, what do you see? If you do not know, here it is, a picture of our world, and our unused space stuff surrounding it? that is ‘space junk’, it is what we have taken from our  world, and put into space!  Look closely, the mess close to the planet is lower orbit, the rest further away, is higher orbit, looks like we are sitting in a metal bowl, does  it not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satellites, space exploration, rockets, its all our doing, us as human beings, putting our stuff in orbit around our world, to mainly make what we use, well, able to use. Who has a mobile? Look at that picture and your satellite is there enabling it to work, TV? Yes look at the picture, you get my drift?  A lot of it is in use no more, it is just there, even nuts and bolts that have come lose, you name it, its there. And the rest that is in use, has to navigate round it, to stop accidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This space junk, the ones not in use, is causing problems, like you would not believe,  it is shooting round our earth at 18,000 mph, something like that, if it hits something, well, can you imagine what would happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this moment in time, we have people working for a solution, there has to be a solution, or we are in big trouble, not only can we not take care of our junk ON earth, we also litter up the space around us! How stupid are we? Well me and you as mere mortals, not stupid, but the ones that built this stuff and shoot them into orbit, without thinking of the consequences, taking earth resources to put into orbit, great thinking, and leaving it there without a thought, lovely, what is the saying? If you cant see it, don’t worry about it? Probably got that wrong, but you know what I mean here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what I think, and would this theory work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The powers that be who are working on this problem, have to find a way to bring this ‘space junk’ back down to earth, literally, I mean it. So bring it back down and then what? Well for one, it would probably pay itself, for the time, trouble and the amount of money it cost, to make it possible to bring it back down. Two, recycle everything! I mean, that can be done, but not just recycle it, put the excess back into the earth where it come from, surely we must have taken enough out by now to cover what we will actually use, if we re-cycle it properly, have we not? How much ‘space junk’ would you say is up there? I would say, way too much for us to re-cycle, so put it back, if we put it back, to fill them voids, then we cut down on the pollution, as we do not need to bring more out, do we?  Some people will probably lose their jobs, but not all, because we would need them to put the stuff back, and the end result is we have done something useful for once, well  in a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thinking off it, why do we not put the stuff that is going into landfills into these holes that we have made, by bringing this stuff out? Would that not be better? Not so many people losing jobs now is there. So collecting all this rubbish/junk not only from here, but in space can be put to good use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we do not, fill these massive holes/voids that we have left behind by taking all these resources out, what happens?  Does it eventually collapse? I hope I am not sitting on top of one of these, that’s all I can say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a wanted ad, for the person with the brightest idea on how to collect the space junk, would look like something like this …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REFUSE TECHNICIAN/SCRAP METAL MERCHANT  WANTED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Applicant must forward the specs and costing, for the collection of scrap metal from lower and higher orbit of earth. No qualifications required, must have common sense, and the knowledge to operate heavy moving machinery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man made structures already waiting for the relocation of the collections ... world wide project, with a view to repeat process every 10/15 years after completion, or when necessary, to the successful applicant. Salary neg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please send your CV’s to me, i will pass them on, maybe, as I am thinking of my own ideas,  and may nick yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-1023259336332908449?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/1023259336332908449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/space-junk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1023259336332908449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/1023259336332908449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/space-junk.html' title='Space junk.'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/Sd5Ng0DwPDI/AAAAAAAAADY/QSkeiIE9VE8/s72-c/0403091250_M_space_junk_wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-9039783924431712359</id><published>2009-04-07T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:35:02.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice age... (not the film)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdubIXDlknI/AAAAAAAAADI/aZ8Bfyw7g8k/s1600-h/ice+age+blog+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdubIXDlknI/AAAAAAAAADI/aZ8Bfyw7g8k/s320/ice+age+blog+pic.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322017952598692466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice age …..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;… big bang? Is what scientists are talking about, ‘global warming’, say it however you will, some say its the same thing, others disagree. Some refuse to acknowledge it even exists. Which one do you come under?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I keep on telling you, that I am not involved in the ‘ology’ world, where these people study for absolutely years, and then tell us what is happening in and to the world around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, there is no doubt in my mind, that we have seriously damaged our planet, because of the way we abuse it, taking out natural resources, burning to much energy, you know what I mean, I do not have to spell it out for you. And there is no doubt in my mind that weather, climate and nature is turning on us, there are things going on in countries that have never been heard of before. The ice caps melting, collapsing, one ice shelf did yesterday (6th April 2009). I have seen actually it spelled out in layman’s terms, so that Joe bloggs can understand what this will lead to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say a global heat that will lead to all sorts of horrendous things associated with the suns rays being able to penetrate through to our planet surface, because of the ozone layer depleting, now that’s not nice. None of us would survive I do not think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say the earths 'magnetic field' is gradually changing direction, now that will bring so much trouble to all of us, including the poor little birds, they would find it a hard time to fly. The whales and others like it, use an inbuilt compass to get around there feeding grounds. I do not have the time to make the list, it would take too long and would be a long one, I can tell you, take my word for it, there has been tests to prove this. Also I do not want to give you nightmares thinking of the poor little animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have probably heard about the above already, hence why we are recycling, and cutting down our carbon footprint, well I know I am, and I hope you are, we ALL need to do it! If some do and others don’t, who is defeating who? And what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This leads me to this, and my theory, and the coming ‘Ice age’, now this one if true, will wipe out quite a large part of civilisation as we know it, and what we now have come to know and use in everyday life, the same as what happened millions of years ago, well not the same, if we are to believe the scientists, that say pre-historic was wiped out, it was not a civilised place to be, they did not have electricity, computers, space shuttles,  cars, airplanes, name it, not there then. They knew nothing like we know now. Or did they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously some of humanity survived,  or how else would we be here now, (do not go and read back to what I said before, this is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; theory now). But humanity did, just! And we are told that ice age happened because of a massive meteor colliding with earth. Or was it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theory ... What if, they did know and actually have what we have now, technology wise, if not more? Who can definitely say, categorically, that is not so. What if  the planet was used as we are using it now? What if we have this technology knowledge, because deep down inside, there is a slither of memory that helped us get there again? Something must be embedded in us for it to emerge, this technology, who is to say it is not these memories. Maybe all them millions of years ago they did exactly what we are doing now, that brought about the ice age, trying to solve the problem, but too late. And then hoping against hope that the new world would grow from scratch, but would have learned somehow, not to make the same mistakes we have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The massive meteor has gone to the wayside then, maybe that did not happen, as I said above, WE did it to ourselves then, as we are now. Who can say otherwise, with certain proof?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I suppose you are wondering why then, did it take until the last century or so, to gain this knowledge back, and implement, easy, everything was destroyed, nothing left as evidence, now if it was destroyed by us or by fate of what happened, who knows, I think it was us that destroyed all knowledge, in the hope we do not go down the same road. That leaves the fact that some memory in us slowly came to the fore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, what do I know? I do not have an ’ology’ in science or anything like it, I do have however, a ‘faff-ology’ certificate, for those of you who do not know what ‘faffing’ is, its this, for one whole day at least, whole day being 24 hour period, you must not do anything at all! The only thing you are allowed to do is, go to the bathroom, (to use toilet, nothing else), eat, drink, watch TV or listen to the radio/music, read, use pooter,  that’s it, if you can get someone else to get you food and drink even better, I doubt anyone would help in the bathroom department, depends how close you are to the people/person you are living with I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I have done this, faffing for a whole day, and so have others I know, some we have helped, by being on the end of the computer, talking them through it, and steering them in the right direction, so that they do not fall to the wayside, and actually do something, like shower!! and then I hand the ‘faff-ology’ certificate to them, or email which ever is the easiest, cos at the end of the day, I ‘faff’ even when I am not doing it for a whole day, for the certificate. As long as I know that I am not having visitors, I do not want to be explaining what I am doing in my pj’s at ‘stooped o' time’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not have all the answers, just as all the ‘ologists’ do not have them either, this is my theory, I do not profess to know it all.  in fact, if you read deep enough into the ‘faff-olgy’ paragraphs you probably know, I do not know much, which is why my theories are just mine, and I have not had a ‘paper’ brought out on this, who would listen to little me?  Especially men, they seem to have ‘selective’ hearing when it comes to listening to a woman.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Ahhh but that is for another time peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters, Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-9039783924431712359?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/9039783924431712359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/ice-age-not-film.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/9039783924431712359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/9039783924431712359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/ice-age-not-film.html' title='Ice age... (not the film)'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdubIXDlknI/AAAAAAAAADI/aZ8Bfyw7g8k/s72-c/ice+age+blog+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-8229616490712024794</id><published>2009-04-06T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:15:40.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Related much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdoZVgycL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/uiqmWd9oP0A/s1600-h/aw+crap+tatty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdoZVgycL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/uiqmWd9oP0A/s320/aw+crap+tatty.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321593767061106514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the ‘Teeth &amp;amp; ancestors’, where I totally blew my own theory away, it actually made me think about how close our ancestors are, I mean not to just our own line of ancestors, but how close MY ancestors are to YOURS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See we are brought up in the belief that we cannot marry a relative, well, a close relative, but even a cousin 2nd removed or something in that direction, would be too close for comfort in my eyes, so I don’t even want to go there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bearing that in mind we can all go and trace our ancestral line, might cost us some, to do so, but we can do it, but why on earth we should have to pay to find out our own ancestors, when it is public knowledge anyway, it is wrong. All the information is computerized these days, it is on any site related to what you are looking for, also we do the digging around ourselves, until we get to a certain point then all of a sudden, helloo! You have to pay to actually find out if that person IS an actual relative, you have to pay for the birth and death certificates if you want them, the list is endless. If these are on file and we were able to actually either download them to our own computer or print if off straight from the site, why do we have to pay for someone else to do this for us? Also what does it cost to actually print it off? Take into account the paper, ink, electric, 20/30 pence?  Something like that. Also the envelope and postage another 50 pence? So really top wack £1, right? So why do these people charge ‘stupid amount‘, to do this for us, why can we not do it for ourselves? that’s what I want to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried trace and to get information on my ancestors, I even got as far as my grandparents, then could go no further, even though it advertised that it was a free site, also a well known site I may add, that I had to pay ’ex amount’ to get certain information, so it all came to a halt,  I refuse to pay these people money for what is essentially MY property in the first place. Well it is my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well, gone off track again, there’s a surprise! I was saying,  we can trace back as far as possible, we will come a stop eventually as the records probably will only go so far back, well actually they do, so it comes to a stop, records only came about at a certain time,  but that does not mean that we did not have ancestors further back than we can see on paper, in our family tree, oh nooo, think about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is said that we all come from the same ‘gene pool’, now I do not know how to take that, as there are different explanations for this, but this is how I see it with my theory, this gene pool has our genetic makeup, ALL of us, right? Even if a thousand ‘people’ emerged from this pool, they all have the same genetic make up, right?  Because it is said this is the beginning of life! And does not matter how many times the population doubled then trebled, and so on, divided, even continents on this earth changing, the ice age, the whole thing of how us human beings came to be as we are now, it does not change the matter that we are related, every single one of us, well? Does not matter how distant the relationship, we are related, if I have got this right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my brother/sister/cousin/ blah blah, you, reading this, my theory on us, as a human being, are related to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now this takes me right back to the beginning what I was saying, of what I said about marriage, the thought as I said, I don’t want to even think about, *shudder* so now you know. I think now, I feel like washing my brain In hot soapy water, to clean all this info out, see how you feel When you go home tonight, look at the people you live with, I do not know your circumstances, you could have just been married for all I know, will you look at that person in the same light now? If you live in a house in a large family, will that look the same now? Will you be trying to guess who is where in the scheme of things? I doubt it, because after all this is just my theory. You may fleetingly let it run through your mind, but then it will have ran soo fast, you will not remember it for the dust it leaves behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, it could be that, because the first lot of people went their separate ways eventually, ended up on different continents, picked up things along the way,  that we ate or drank, breathed in, climate etc, all these things need to be considered here, that affected us on a genetic level, that changed us, because some of us go through life without anything major happening health wise, others do not, some people have diseases passed down by generation, so our genetic make up must have changed, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, if some part of what I said about being related is true, just think,   no matter where in the world you are, you are related to me, now don’t that just fill you with joy? I can promise you that at family gatherings I am funny, full of laughter, ask my step-mother, she said that once you have met me, you do not forget me in a hurry, now I did not know if to take that as a compliment, or an insult, she assured me as a compliment, so you are missing out my lovely cyber cousin/aunt/uncle/sister/brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my theory here? Who knows, somewhere on it, I may be right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters, Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-8229616490712024794?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/8229616490712024794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/related-much-in-teeth-ancestors-where-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8229616490712024794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/8229616490712024794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/related-much-in-teeth-ancestors-where-i.html' title='Related much?'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdoZVgycL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/uiqmWd9oP0A/s72-c/aw+crap+tatty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6508389094952895400.post-5868759069671043739</id><published>2009-04-05T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:50:37.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth &amp; Ancestors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdinImY7_fI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oSPvtkvwCwo/s1600-h/!cid_011e01c88873%249240dc80%240301a8c0%40reece94.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdinImY7_fI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oSPvtkvwCwo/s320/!cid_011e01c88873%249240dc80%240301a8c0%40reece94.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321186725924175346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tatty’s theories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am not a geneticist, but I have been thinking lately, about how these things work, I think as we mature, we do question ourselves, or maybe its just me, looking into stuff too much, and coming up with my own theories that are completely dumb, it has been known to happen that I am soo far off the mark, its verging on the ridicules, but not often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my theory on teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we all know that we are born with none, and usually start cutting teeth about  6 months upwards, varies form baby to baby, don’t know how old I was, but my son was 1year 1 day old, now this is considered quiet late, but then I was told they would be healthier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have always looked after my teeth, and so has my son, so this is why I have begun to think about how we have the teeth we have, even though we look after them properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there are categories here, those who do not look after their teeth whatsoever, and they are perfectly healthy at the beginning and end up, well as things no one really wants to see, not when we talking to the person anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then we have those whose teeth are well looked after right from when they are cut, then replaced with adult teeth. Right from the first peep of them, our mum’s taught us how to use a toothbrush, I know I did with my son, from an early age it gets to be integrated into the daily routine of cleanliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why is it that even when looked after properly, they still go the wrong way, they disfigure, yellow looking, do not form properly, overlap, it’s  just that they do not conform to what they should be, even though they have been looked after, through no fault of the person’s hygiene they are just really yucky. So then we pay dentists hundreds, thousands of pounds to have them put right, because there is only so much you can have done while we are growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, here is my theory, do you think that the longer your line of ancestors the worst your teeth are? Now we all know that as things age they degenerate, and rot. Why not teeth in this long line of family before us? Right from our great-great-great and so on, grandparents our teeth are slowly getting weaker? Gene’s are blamed for a long line of all sorts of things that are passed down from generation to generation, why not degenerating teeth?  I bet hundreds of years ago, our ancestors had such perfect teeth, there was no need for dentists, because they were strong, white and healthy.  They looked after their teeth purely because of bad breath, not because they looked mankey and horrible.  Lets face it, no one likes talking to someone with bad breath, or funny coloured looking tongues, because it has yesterdays food and drink stuck deep inside the little nodules of it,  now do you?  Lets say that as generations have come along, the teeth has NOT come along with us, they have slowly gone down hill, and this is why some people, no matter what they do from an early age, still need to have them fixed in some way. Through no fault of our own, this is passed down to us, and we end up paying the bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So those who have perfect teeth, have less ancestors, hence no teeth problems, they are perfectly in proportion, white teeth, because their line does not go back generations, going back hundreds of years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see what I am getting at? So really what each generation needs to do, is have a ‘pot’ where we put so much money into it, and that gets passed down, to the future family that will have teeth problems, that we know will happen, really we are contributing to their dental health care, or lack of it, and why should we not take the responsibility of at least paying towards what will become our failure? The failure to produce perfect teeth, that will ultimately have to be paid for, if we want nice teeth. And lets face it, as time goes on, dental health care will become more expensive, then we have a vicious circle, because, if we cannot afford to go to the dentist, then we will be passing that down as well, wont we?  If we cannot afford to put right what is wrong, then what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well for one thing, if we cannot afford the dentist bills, either we end up with less dentists, because only the better off people can pay for the treatment, or they will have to bring their prices down, so that people can afford them. The former will create a hole in the job sector, so will these potential dentists just be unemployed? The latter will create employment, not only for new dentists but the dental nurses as well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I have gone off my theory, not only wandered off it, but just blown my theory out of the water, now that I have started to put it to paper, so to speak, because we all have ancestors, generations before us, going back hundreds and thousand of years, otherwise, how did we all get here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that is another theory for me to think about, isn’t it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters Tatty xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rolleyes* generated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6508389094952895400-5868759069671043739?l=tattystheories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/feeds/5868759069671043739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/teeth-ancestors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5868759069671043739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6508389094952895400/posts/default/5868759069671043739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tattystheories.blogspot.com/2009/04/teeth-ancestors.html' title='Teeth &amp; Ancestors.'/><author><name>Tatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05758027291254288943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/TKJadUkGYfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uTUW2kMs6vE/S220/tatty+kitteh+profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS8sbAAL1h8/SdinImY7_fI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oSPvtkvwCwo/s72-c/!cid_011e01c88873%249240dc80%240301a8c0%40reece94.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
