Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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Friday, March 20, 2009
The ferula was administered in 'threes', so you had to get three, six, nine or twelve. The higher numbers were absolutely stupid because once you'd had six your hands were totally numb and you couldn't feel any more after that.
Reading this article has made me think about starting a class action for physical abuse. I can't say that I suffered sexual abuse but there one or two dodgy priests (one priest we called Sister Mary Edwards) and pupils so you always had to be careful picking up the soap off the floor in the showers.
Despite the punishment, I look back at my time there with affection. I got a good education, had a great laugh and made some long lasting friendships. Not only did they gave me a good education but the thing for which I will always be grateful is that they taught me to 'think'. Unfortunately that is why I'm now an atheist, so in that respect they failed.
I have many fond memories of school. This one come to mind. We were in a physics lesson being taught by the same priest who gave us religious instruction. Being a bunch of smartasses we were always trying to trap the priest with silly questions. Anyway, we were talking about the speed of light or some such when one wag put his hand up and said, 'Please sir can you tell us at what speed Our Lady ascended into heaven?'
Thursday, March 19, 2009
As we all know it's the perfect answer to dealing with all our economic woes. While we're at it we could have a bit of a riot. Please understand, it's not me that wants to riot, it's those idiots that have hijacked our demonstration but hey, it could be fun!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
This is a story about the bond formed between a little girl and a group of building workers. It's allegedly true and might help to confirm your belief in the goodness of people and that there is hope for the human race.
A young family moved into a house next door to an empty plot. One day, a gang of building workers turned up to start building on the plot.The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and started talking with the workers.
She hung around and eventually the builders, all with hearts of gold, more or less adopted the little girl as a sort of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had tea and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. They even gave the child her very own hard hat and g loves, which thrilled her immensely.
At the end of the first week, the smiling builders presented her with a pay envelope - containing two pounds in 10p coins. The little girl took her 'pay' home to her mother who suggested that they take the money to the bank the next day to open a savings account.
At the bank, the female cashier was tickled pink listening to the little girl telling her about her 'work' on the building site and the fact she had a 'pay packet'.
'You must have worked very hard to earn all this', said the cashier. The little girl proudly replied, 'Yes, I worked every day with Steve and Wayne and Mike. We're building a big house.'
'My goodness gracious,' said the cashier, 'And will you be working on the house again next week?' The child thought for a moment. Then she said seriously:
'I think so, provided those wankers at Jewsons deliver the fucking bricks.'
Monday, March 16, 2009
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Monday, March 09, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
As far as we know, this is still the best restaurant around here although of late restaurants in Nimes, which is a little too far to be deemed to be local, are raising there heads.
What was interesting is how the owner of the restaurant, Laure, has changed things as a result of 'le crunch'. The menu used to offer a choice of three from starters, main and pudding for around 35 euros. Now, she offers no choice for the three course meal, which changes weekly, but has reduced the price to 24 euros. The food was still good.
Last night we had salmon gravlax, blanquette de veau a l'ancienne and pear tart. The wine list has also shrunk but a local domain, Domaine d'Orviel, from just down the road, featured well and we really enjoyed the wine. Overall very good.