tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3227282981255494542011-07-08T05:39:36.030+01:00For some reason, my husband calls me Daisy Turnip – he swears it’s a term of endearment! I therefore dedicate this blog to Daisy Turnip – whoever and/or whatever s/he is! : )Daisy Turniphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13865850079452128520noreply@blogger.comBlogger1091100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-322728298125549454.post-1965837620675635982009-08-10T20:40:00.010+01:002009-08-10T21:12:27.842+01:00

Daisy Turnip writes.....We're a perfectly formed, but very small IT team and this week IT Jnr, AKA IT Geek, is on annual leave. We miss IT Jnr very much when he's away (and it's nothing to do with the fact that he deals with the overwhelming majority of the 1st tier IT support calls).First thing this morning (and it had been a heavy weekend), I was sitting at my desk, pumping myself up for a

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Daisy Turnip writes.....The teenage son of one of my closest friends is staying with us this week as he’s on work experience at hubby’s place of work.On Sunday, as they were about to leave home to bring him down to our house, said friend phoned, asking if we had a spare portable TV teenage son could use so that he could bring his playstation with him. There’s currently a spare TV sitting in the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Oh dear! My work laptop died a week ago - it's still in ICT A&E and I now have a laptop on loan.I was doing a spot of work this afternoon and knocked an entire mug of tea over the keyboard!Hubby had a great idea - put the laptop in the oven on the defrost setting (which just circulates air around the oven). The laptop has now been in the oven for the last couple of hours!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter has now finished uni for the summer and has started to gradually bring her things back from Halls – ‘I can do it,’ very quickly came the response, when I asked if she needed any help. Mother suspects that Daughter is a little concerned that Mother might have a heart attack when she sees how Daughter has been living over the last 10 months.Yesterday, daughter and

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Whilst sitting next to a colleague in a meeting, he looked at my note pad and then leant over and whispered, ‘I didn’t know you did short hand,’ ‘It’s not’ I replied, ‘that’s my writing!’I knew I could have been a doctor!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I went to fetch some clothes out of the washing machine. I opened the door and there, having gone through an economy wash, sat a broken tea bag – with very little tea in it!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A new smart phone arrived at work yesterday. On the back of the phone there was a label which read,ImportantTo prevent damage, do not apply excessive pressure to the screen or device case. Please remove the device from your pants before sitting down. For more details, see the Quick Start Guide.Hmmm, strange, why would you want to put your phone in your pants?

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Today daughter’s car went for its first MOT! Daughter had never previously experienced:-1. The process of sending a car in for an MOT 2. Waiting to get the car back whilst it is in for and MOT and 3. The tiniest fear / thought that it might fail the MOT and that she might be using public transport on a regular basis! She also needed / wanted to get the car back this

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Daisy Turnip writes.....You never know - sometimes, they ARE worth a read! : ) x

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Today, something happened that frequently happens, and I just can’t understand why.I got to my desk and there was a missed call on my mobile. It was from big sis. I rang her back and she eventually answered and said, ‘I’m in the car, I can’t speak.’Why do people do this??? Just don’t take the call!!!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter went off to uni in September and is now living in halls of residence. Before she left I typed up a whole load of recipes for cheap and easy meals to cook. She’s not used it once! It took me ages to do!!However, she seems to be managing very well on the cooking front. She can now make a cup of tea and coffee oh, and microwave frozen corn on the cob – it’s all

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Daisy Turnip writes.....This morning, whilst joyously sitting stationary in the early morning Birmingham commuter traffic, 3 cars drove past me which were all being driven by women wearing burkhas. It’s a pretty weird sight to be honest – you’re sitting there, half asleep behind the wheel of the car, praying that something exciting would happen, just to ease the monotonous boredom of the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Every now and again we hire holiday cottages in the Lake District – just not as often as we’d like to. Such cottages usually have a log fire, are located in remote areas and, without exception, I always say, ‘ooooh, I’d love to be snowed in here’It was my birthday this weekend and hubby treated me to a long weekend in the Lakes, staying in the fantastic Rose Cottage in the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Bunny informed me that Father Christmas has brought her presents every year – never missed one. She told me that’s because she is always good and for those children who are naughty, they don’t get presents from Santa.She looked suspiciously at hubby (you could just see the cogs going round in her mind) and then asked, ‘When Dave was little, did Santa ALWAYS bring presents

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A very close friend of mine is, shall we say, incredibly house proud.Her dog stops at the back door and automatically lifts up each paw, ready to have them wiped before he’s allowed to proceed into the kitchen! It’s really quite impressive to watch!Last summer her son went on a sleep over, staying with a family my friend didn’t know too well. They dropped off said son

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Daisy Turnip writes.................We were cooking dinner last night when there was a knock at the door. Due to a minor car accident with the snow and ice, we ended up looking after our ex neighbour’s child for about 20 minutes last night.She’s about 5 years old (sorry Ian and Helen, we know we’re useless and can’t remember how old she is) – talking to kids that age, especially Bunny (ex

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Yesterday, I was away on a jolly, er, sorry, I mean an intensive 2 day away event, with work.In the evening, we were treated to a wine tasting session and lesson, at a wine shop close to where we were staying.I don’t think the team quite got it – when we left, all the spittoons were empty, so too were the numerous bottles of wine, but funnily enough, all the team was in

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter wants the world to know that she got an A in her uni report!This isn't quite the world, but at least it's a start!Well done babes, you've obviously got your Mother's genes on that score! : )

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Sneezing is a bit of a family thing. My sister is King Sneezer – she can, and frequently does about 8 sneezes on the trot. Daughter is a close 2nd and can easily do a run of 6. My average is 5 sneezes – hubby even knows if a delayed sneeze is about to follow. However, the funniest thing is that our mutt, Bailey, is a big sneezer too – usually when he gets excited.I always

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I work for an organisation that seriously tries to promote and encourage the use of public transport to all of the staff. Although we understand and really want to embrace this attitude, some of us are just totally glued to our car seats and would prefer the comfort, warmth and control of our own destiny when it comes to travelling – not to mention the sheer pleasure of

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I work in IT and network security. My main role is as an ICT Manager. Until March of this year I’m contracted out 2 days per week, working on a project for a different organisation. I therefore have a variety of passwords that I need to remember for numerous laptops and email systems – I’m really not very good at it!Tonight, for my main job, I had to reset my email

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Daisy Turnip says......... Daughter turned 18 last February and finally got her full driving license in March 2008.Grandad had a couple of grand banked for the occasion. Daddy Dave also had a couple of grand banked to top up for unsuspecting costs for a car that posh daughter was prepared to drive.Daughter now drives a very posh car for a fashion degree student!Mommy pays an unbelievably

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A very small handful of friends and family have asked that my new year’s resolution be that I restart ‘the blog’ – ok DT is going to try and be good and do the blog thing again. No promises – but I’ll try

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I love holidays – every time I take one, I get sick!I broke up from work on Monday 22 December and have spent the entire holiday with this awful bug. Back at work today, and I’ve still got it! Don’t you just love holidays!!!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....For the last few days, I’ve been watching a spider build a pretty enormous cobweb in our garden, just outside the back door. The cobweb runs between a large potted plant over to the garage.The spider is rather chunky and has multi coloured legs and body. I really don’t like spiders but have watched impressively from a far, as it built a masterpiece of cobwebby art.The

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Are satnav systems that clever?Tomorrow I’m off to Merthyr Tydfil. I have to be there for 9am!! On checking the online navigation system, the AA tells me, it will take 2hrs and 23 minutes. However, my super dooper sat nav system, it tells me it’ll only take me 1hr 50.Both systems give me the same route!Does my satnav system know I’ll drive a little faster than the average,

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Daisy Turnip writes.....At the weekend we booked a holiday in France for the 3rd week of this month.On Monday I realised my passport had expired last month! Can you imagine the major panic in our household the moment the penny dropped! Hubby was amazing and simply said, ‘I asked you 3 weeks ago if your passport was ok’. This was followed by a shake of his head, as he walked out the door to go to

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Did you know it’s talk like a brummie day today? A day where everyone across the world should talk with the fantastic brummie accent – arr, uurright!Please note, I’m a black country girl, so there is a big difference in the accent, but it’s close enough geographically, so here’s to ‘Talk Like a Brummie Day’For further information, go to http://talklikeabrummieday.co.uk/

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Our compost bin finally arrived just over a month ago and we are now religiously composting our food and garden waste (well, when I say ‘we’ – it’s the adult ‘we’ – teenager Daughter is a little on the forgetful side!) – I’m now even beginning to understand the requirements of a good mix of both green and brown waste!! Trust me, it’s a whole new language! However, I’m a

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Favourite Nephew came to stay with favourite Aunt this weekend.As my husband has work down in Nephew’s neck of the woods, he decided to take him home this morning, on the agreement that it would be an early start.5.45am I gave said Nephew his early morning wake up call! A grunt came from beneath the duvet. I went downstairs and made us all a drink and then went back

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Daisy Turnip writes.....We have a very large cherry tree in our back garden. Every summer we see the cherries appear, turn slightly pink, the tree then begins to shake violently and then suddenly all the cherries have gone! Vanished! Zilch!The tree shakes due to the large numbers of birds merrily sitting in the branches, stuffing their beaks with OUR cherries. Seriously, we’ve never had one

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter has broken up from college for the summer. During the summer break she will be working most days but requires a lift to get there as there is no public transport available. She therefore needs a lift from Mother! If I’m home on that day it’s no problem as I can take her as it’s only a 10 minute trip up the motorway. However, bit of a problem - I’m not home

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Daisy Turnip writes.....We’ve had a wasps nest in the eaves of our house for quite a while now. They haven’t bothered us so we were quite happy to leave it there.At the weekend I walked into the bedroom and could hear this strange noise – a little bit like rain drops gently falling on the window ledge. Strangely, for the middle of this English summer time, the weather was glorious outside and

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A friend rang me the other night to tell me she had driven her car through the front door of her house, straight into her hall! Apparently, it was the fault of her husband who just happened to be 20 miles away at work at the time!! He had left the car parked ‘in gear’ the previous evening – tut tut, shame on him!!At the time, her youngest child was already in the car, the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Remember my colleague who has problems with all the trains across the UK? He sent me the following text whilst sitting on a train‘I accidentally put my iPod in the washing machine yesterday and when I fished it out I thought I would have to send it to that great Mac shop (he’s a Mac freak, btw) in the sky. Not so. Currently listening to Mozart.He makes my day: )

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Daisy Turnip writes.....To the dedicated Traffic Wardens of TamesideYesterday I had to go to Manchester for a meeting. I set off in plenty of time and tootled up the M40, M42 and M6. At the end of the M6 part of the journey I hit traffic. Very heavy traffic. I sat and watched as my satnav system kept updating me on the fact that I was going to be late for my meeting. And then the heavens

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Daisy Turnip writes.....My Hubby’s cousin, her other half and their three young kids have just left! The parents must have been seriously evil in a previous life.I am knackered!! Completely and utterly knackered!Hubby, who is chief kid’s entertainer, was up at 7.30am playing with the kids and then took them down to the park with the dog – all before 9am on a Sunday morning! Impressive! He’s now

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I recently changed my car and with my old car going, so did my built in hands free ‘phone kit. Not being able to use the phone whilst driving has become a bit of a problem and along with my current job, getting lost around new towns and cities was also driving me insane. I therefore treated myself to a satnav system with built in bluetooth for hands free phone calls.The

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Daisy Turnip writes.....We came, we saw, we conquered and I hobbled for a week in absolute agony!But it was simply awesome and worth every single ache and every single pain.When we finally got to the top of Ben Nevis – we went up the tourist route – by God, they should have just tarmac’d it, the route is so easy to follow, there was several foot of snow at the top and visibility was incredibly

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Once in the Highlands, our plan was to walk Ben Nevis, we pitched our tent at the Glen Nevis campsite. If you ever plan to walk Ben Nevis and camp, stay here. The site was super, the staff are great and it sits more or less at the very foot of Ben Nevis in the most spectacular setting. We sat outside the tent, just looking up and around us at this most magnificent view –

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Last week, Hubby and I went on holiday to Scotland. Daughter refused to come with us because part of the holiday included walking up Ben Nevis and a spot of camping in the Highlands. We therefore left 17 year old Daughter, home alone for the first time ever for a full week by herself. Scary, very scary. Our neighbour had a key and was under strict instruction to come in

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Hubby took a shower tonight and came downstairs holding the clippers for a hair cut. His hair was wet and it kept getting stuck in the blades. Every so often Hubby took the clippers from me, took the cover off which dictates the length of the cut and brushed off the excess hair from the blades. He’d then hand back the gizmo and I’d proceed with the shave. Yes, you’ve

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Tonight, we took our Heinz 57 mutt for his annual check up. This usually means the following:the dog goes mental in the car whilst travelling to the vetsthe dog will pee in reception, we will all blush and offer to wipe up the accident, the dog will sit and howl until he gets to see the vet, the vet will give him his booster jabthe vet will tell us the dog has a strong

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Daisy Turnip writes.....We spent yesterday cleaning our bikes (ok, correction, Hubby spent yesterday cleaning our bikes) that we haven’t used for a long time and took them out for a quick ride out. It turned out to be quicker than we had planned due to my gears simply refusing to work. I was pedalling away, ten to the dozen, feeling like a complete moron, knowing that people were thinking, ‘

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Anything and everything I can do online, I do – shopping, paper less bills, lottery etc I do it. I’m not sure if I’m lazy, just love IT, or feel greener about running my life in this way, but I am very much an online person.Yesterday I opened my email and saw a message from the nice people at the National Lottery – the email subject read, ‘News about your ticket!’ I knew

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A friend of mine has just started ‘seeing’ someone.What are a girl’s priorities when it comes to men these days? I think the following totally sums it up.All I know about the new man is that he used to be a chef and he likes a clean kitchen!This translated into female speak means ‘brilliant’ - she won’t be cooking each time they eat together, as he doesn’t have the excuse

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Daisy Turnip writes.....On Wednesday, I had a meeting in London. It was a fairly early start and we finished about 4.30. The team went for a quick drink and then we all set off for our journeys home just before 5.30pm. I was dreading the journey back and just wished I could click my fingers and I’d be back home, sitting on the sofa, watching some rubbish on the TV. Instead, I set off in search of

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Don’t we all just love our weekends? Two days off work, a time to chill out and relax?The plan was to go camping in Derbyshire this weekend. However being the fair weather camper that I am, we stayed at home and chilled in the following way today:-Did the gardenStripped the bedsDid 6 Loads of washing and dryingCleaned the carCleaned the fridgeCleaned the kitchen

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Yesterday evening, whilst Hubby and I were driving home, we spotted this amazing tree. ‘Wow’ I said, ‘look at that.’ ‘I know, fantastic isn’t it, it’s a horse chestnut tree’ said Hubby.Immediately, I was transformed back to when I was approximately 8 years old. When I was 8 years old, my Dad went to a conference in Blackpool. He left us all alone for the week. I remember

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Speaking to a good friend of mine makes me think she should change her name by deed poll to Judith Chalmers 2.To blog readers, she is now permanently called Tilley.At the beginning of April Tilley trouped off to the Galapagos Islands for an amazing 3 weeks holiday. And then, to assist a friend with a spare last minute place, last week she ended up at Lake Garda for another

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A couple of months ago, I was sitting at the PC working away, when a spider abseiled from the ceiling, right in front on my face and landed on my lap! This prompted a rain dance type reaction from me as I screamed, jumped up and flicked it on the floor. The little tyke bounded along the floor and vanished under the skirting board somewhere. I sat and watched and just

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter was sent home from work yesterday and we ended up having to see the emergency doctor – a nice 2 hour wait at the hospital emergency doctor clinic! We finally got home, Daughter took the prescribed medication and trotted off upstairs saying she wasn’t feeling too well.Ten minutes later, she came running into the kitchen complaining that her tongue felt funny. No

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Every now and then I get out my box of old photos, photo albums or sit for a couple of hours going through the thousands of digital images we now stored on pc (also copied onto the external hard drive plus numerous back ups on CD – just to be safe!!). Looking through photos most definitely comes with chuckles and a range of ‘oooh’s’ and ‘aaahhh’s’ and ‘oh, remember that?’

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Daisy Turnip writes.....All us home based workers meet up in London for a team meeting once a fortnight. To get to London from where I live isn’t too bad and to be honest, I have very few problems with the train. My colleague lives in the north and doesn’t seem to share my easy experience of travelling down to the ‘big smoke’. His day usually starts with a 4.30am alarm call, he catches the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Yesterday, Hubby was chopping back the ivy as it’s usual spring burst of growth had taken it onto the roof – this always causes a little panic in our house, as ivy is a pesky nuisance and can push the tiles off your roof and cause no end of damage to your house.Hubby got very enthusiastic in hacking back the ivy, so much so that he exposed a bird’s nest - 2 baby ‘spadgers’

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A couple of weeks ago my fabulous Hubby bought us both a 2GB memory stick. Being a pair of anoraks, we were both thoroughly chuffed with them.This morning I took a load of washing out of the machine only to find his sat at the bottom of the drum!There must be easier ways to cleanse your data dear! x

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Daisy Turnip writes.....And so the day arrived when we were to go twitching. I walked into the kitchen and heard Hubby say, ‘She’s up early because we are going bird watching today’. Yes, I saw his raised eyebrow and the smirk on Daughter’s face!!We sorted out the day’s provisions, put on our fleeces, walking boots, grabbed a couple of pairs of binoculars and put our raincoats in the boot and set

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Tonight I sent an email to my dear old friend Tilley - not old as in she’s old – well not THAT old, but a friend who I’ve known for a very long time. In fact, she was a good friend of mine who I used to regularly go clubbing with on a Friday night – in fact, any night of the week, when we had nothing to do, had both the cash and the energy to show Wolverhampton night life

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Daisy Turnip writes.....The man at the BBC sent me this1. go to www.google.com2. click on "maps"3. click on "get directions"4. type "New York" in the first box (the "from" box)5. type "London" in the second box (the "to" box)6. click on "get directions"7. scroll down to step #23

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A man asked his wife what she'd like for her birthday. I'd love to be eight again" she replied. On the morning of her birthday he arose early, made her a nice big Bowl of Coco-Pops and then took her off to the local theme park. What a Day!He put her on every ride in the park:* The Death Slide* The Wall of Fear* The Screaming Monster Roller CoasterFive hours later she

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Daisy Turnip writes.....On Monday morning Hubby woke up and was completely deaf in one ear. This obviously scared him a lot as he went to work and rang for an appointment once he got there! Yes, if it was me, I’d have been sitting on the doctor’s door step, waiting for them to open up for the day..He got an appointment for later that day and went along to see the doctor. By this point, a little

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Yay, miracles do happen. The suit has just arrived! I’m very impressed with it too, although I’ve yet to see it on Hubby. Let’s just hope it fits!I take it all back - he wasn't mad at all!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....At the weekend my daughter works at KFC. To be fair the money is not too bad for a 17 year old, especially as it tops up the allowance we give her on a monthly basis while she is studying at college.Her hourly rate is higher than a good friend of mine earns, working in a very well known fashion high street chain shop – this fact delights my daughter, yet mortifies my

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Daisy Turnip writes.....On Wednesday I walked into the lounge and saw the answer phone light flashing away. The message was from my mother, asking me to give her a call. It was 2 hours after she’d left the original message and I called her - she couldn’t remember what she wanted.Later on that day, I saw a missed call on my mobile from dear Hubby. I rang him and asked what he wanted. He couldn’t

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Yesterday, I was driving along, daughter at my side who was chatting away incessantly. She suddenly stopped talking, grabbed my hair and shouted, ‘Oh my God mom!’ Her reaction told me I had either a spider or bird poo in my hair!‘You’ve got grey hair!’‘Would you like to walk home dear?"

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Daisy Turnip writes.....My car insurance renewal quote is £400.13. This quote is for fully comprehensive cover plus business use for both myself and hubby.Knowing that my daughter would benefit greatly if she could have additional driving lessons to the 1 ½ hours a week she currently has with ‘Steve the professional driving instructor’ I asked what it would cost to include my 17 year old daughter

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Daisy Turnip writes.....My car insurance is due for renewal and I needed to clarify a couple of things with my current policy. I rang the number and got put on to their call queuing system I started to wait. And wait. And wait, And wait. I carried on waiting and then started to trawl their website to see if I could find out the information from their online system. I couldn’t – it wasn’t

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Our new neighbour came round for a quick G&T last night - arrived at 5pm left at 11’ish. One bbq plus a bottle of gin later - we know we’re going to get along just fine! : )

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Bird Feed v’s Grass SeedFat balls, peanuts, nyger seed, wild bird seed, sunflower seeds, bread, apples and pears. That is the daily variety of foods available to the birds in our garden – they are totally spoiled for choice.So why oh why, are they happily munching on the grass seed that’s been scattered (and covered with sand and soil), in order for us to have a lovely,

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Daisy Turnip writes.....A few weeks back we had Sky TV installed because our village is officially a non Freeview area, it also turns out to be a non normal TV area because we had to install a double booster aerial to just about get a half decent picture. Not one aerial company would guarantee a half decent picture on a normal TV – don’t even go there re a digital picture – it’s terrible, deal

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Daisy Turnip writes.....After a hard day grafting in the garden, re-potting a load of plants and potting and planting some new ones, dearest Hubby offered to cook dinner tonight – spaghetti bolognaise. Yummy, food always tastes better when it’s been cooked by someone else.I sat at the table and a plate of gorgeous looking spag bol was placed in front of me. ‘Hmmmm, lovely’ I said and tucked in

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Daisy Turnip writes.....We are quite ‘green’ in our house and recycle most things although we don’t compost garden and food waste. We’ve talked about getting a composter for a good couple of years and at the beginning of this week I ordered a compost bin. This week I decided that we need to move up the recycling scale!A work colleague, come good family friend has composted for years and totally

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter has just set off on her driving lesson.If I don’t watch her pull off, ‘I don’t care’ and if I do watch her pull off, ‘I make her nervous’!? As a parent of a teenage daughter, once you’ve accepted that fact that whatever you do is wrong, you’ve then got your baseline!Anyway, I watched - and she showed me the technical kangaroo skills she’s developed over the last

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Daisy Turnip writes.....You may be pleased to know, the shirts arrived today!Still waiting for the suit though!Will keep avid readers informed as and when!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....First thing this morning Hubby was chuntering on about having to go to Marlow tomorrow. ‘Where’s Marlow?’ I asked. ‘Essex’ came his reply, coupled with a look of ‘you surely know where Marlow is?’ ‘Oh yeah, you mean Harlow!’A meek ‘Yes, Harlow’ came his response!

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I have 10 bird feeders in my garden and spend a small fortune each month feeding the variety of birds that come into our garden. Yesterday, I went to buy my monthly stock of seeds and fat balls and returned home with a bird bath too. Hubby’s eyes looked to the sky and he then shook his head in disbelief. I smiled with glee and myself and favourite nephew assembled the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....My Dad is a complete techno phobe! I’m serious, he can only just about work the remote control!!My parents came to stay with us this weekend after recently returning from a 3 month trip to Spain (remember ‘The Balcony Blogs?’). Dad and Hubby must have missed each other immensely, as they celebrated by consuming numerous bottles of Rioja (ok, so I helped a little). And then

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter didn’t go to college on Thursday. She had a bad cold and a very very sore throat. I knew she was ill because she came home at 8.30 on Wednesday night and went straight to bed - this never happens. Teenagers do tend to take the attitude of you can sleep when you die – my Daughter lives to this motto with an absolute passion (unless it’s in the morning and she can’t

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Until very recently Hubby was an automotive engineer, working on incredibly fast and incredibly expensive cars. In order to test ‘things’ on such cars frequently meant driving at speeds of 150 – 200 miles an hour, around various test tracks across Europe.Before engineers are allowed to do such high speed testing, they must pass an advanced power car driving proficiency

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Myself and 2 colleagues were in a meeting, faced with 6 fairly hostile managers. We were trying to convince them to sign up to our project and they were having none of it!One guy, AKA Doubting Thomas, was seriously giving us a hard time and while he was doing so, I happened to glance over his shoulder, and look out of the window. There, behind Mr Thomas, were 2 pigeons

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Daisy Turnip writes.....For the last few weeks I’ve been asking hubby whether or not we can cut the lawn. He keeps informing me it’s still too wet to cut. And then last week our neighbour got the mower out to do his ‘first cut’. His side of the road must be drier than ours! Funny that!Anyway, at the time, Hubby and I were sat at the kitchen table reading the Sunday papers when I heard the mower

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Whilst eating our sandwiches at the top of a mountain, a seagull appeared and became very interested in what we were eating. It must have been really hungry because he came within about 3ft of us.Mountain Men, ie David and John, started throwing her (they informed us it was a she, because it had red markings under her beak and this is where the chicks tap to make her regurgitate her food in order

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After leaving the car park, we were walking along the road in search of the start of the public footpath. We noticed a car in the lay by with a couple peering under the bonnet. When we were about 6 ft away they shouted, ‘Do you know anything about cars?’ - they said nothing else, I promise, no other words came out of their mouths. Twirl shouted back, ‘Is it your carburettor?’She does occasionally

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We went walking in North Wales yesterday. The day was glorious - fantastic blue skies, the sun was shining and there a lovely chilly breeze to keep us cool – we’re not as fit as we used to be and therefore tend to get a little hot and sweaty on the way up to the 3000ft mountain trig point.Myself, Hubby, Hubby’s best mate John and his wife Twirl (AKA Shirley) set off from the car park on the

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Back in August of last year, after 17 years of membership, I cancelled my direct debit to the Labour Party. I withdrew from party membership!! This was a big deal to me, but I am thoroughly fed up of Old Tone.Last night, after watching him on Comic Relief, made me think for just one milli second that I might just rejoin! I’m fine now and the moment has passed, however,

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Daughter had another driving lesson yesterday. The text, following the end of her lesson read, ‘brilliant lesson, he made me go 80 miles an hour’Do you think I need to ‘have words’ with Mr Instructor or do you reckon daughter FEELS like she was driving at 80mph?!

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I told myself that I will only ever be light hearted on this blog as I think there’s far too much doom and gloom in this world, however I kind of need to make an exception for this item (or kind of – light hearted stuff at the bottom!).For the last few years, my husband has arranged a Marie Curie street collection in our local market town. We start at 9.30 am (trust me, this is a major

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Daisy Turnip writes.....As you know my parents are still in sunny Spain, enjoying their 3 month break and increasing their love affair with the beloved balcony, ‘oh, it’s so hot here now, it’s so hot, we can’t even sit out on the balcony’ my mom informed me over the phone on Saturday afternoon. My heart bleeds!Mom was taken ill on Friday and had to go to the doctors on Saturday. She’s now got to

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Ever heard about the tailor king who comes to the UK from Hong Kong – my friend (Billy Bob – see below) has named him Mr Ting Tong - you meet him at an airport or some fancy swancy hotel, he then measures you from top to toe, goes away and makes you a hand made suit or shirt?Husband has always been fascinated by this idea – him being fed up of buying off the shelf suits

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Daughter had her third driving lesson yesterday. I received a text after she’d finished saying ‘Was a night mare. Nearly started cryin xxx’She came home later on, still quite upset about how badly the lesson had gone. In a motherly, comforting way I put my arm around her and said, “don’t go getting yourself upset, you’ll have good lessons and bad lessons – it’s perfectly

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Since hearing about it on Radio 2, I’ve been reading the Wife in the North blog (the woman that secured a £70k book deal from her blog). I've just tumbled across a blog called Strife in the North – a very very funny rip off of the original. Some people have just far too much time on their hands!!Take a visit, they are both well worth the trip 'upt north.Which one gets your

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Daisy Turnip writes.....I was recently in a meeting with 5 IT Managers. One of them asked for a copy of my slides. I handed over my memory stick. Not one of them could work out how to use it!!Huh!?

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Our dog Bailey, may be utterly gorgeous, cute and loveable but he’s certainly no Border Collie - in fact he’s as thick as pudding and has the attention span of a gnat!!He hates cats and in his younger days, would have chased them until he had not a single breath left in his body. He’s now a lot older, but I’m sad to say, not much wiser!I came downstairs this morning,

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Last night, Hubby and I drove teenage Daughter and teenage friend into town as they were going to a friend’s party.God, I thought teenagers were just supposed to scowl at adults and remain silent, giving the occasional grunt when asked a question by ‘old folk’.I happened to ask how Daughter’s friend was progressing with her driving lessons! Wow, we could not believe our

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My husband turned 40 last month. Over the last year or so he has become more and more like Victor Meldrew!!!He hates paying for the toll road (unless of course, he's claiming mileage and expenses on a business trip).We recently went to The Lake District for my birthday. We left home on Friday afternoon and from the moment we left, i begged and begged that we took the toll road. I didn't want to

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Back in September 2005, I worked in Birmingham City centre and based upon a region wide initiative to leave your car at home for the day, I decided to try out going to work on the train instead of using my gas guzzeling car. The following email is what I sent to all colleagues the night of my experiment in using public transport-----Original Message-----From: MichelleSent: Thu 22/09/2005 9:36

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Just looking through some photos and came across these which brought a wry smile across my face. Friends and family - hmmmm, they come in all variations!!Ninja Daughter - well to be fair it was very cold up in them there hills (or Lakes)'Have you seen my party trick?' - Lou after a 'couple'Oh, here's to the simple things in life (bygones you two!)Our good friends Billy Ray

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Daisy Turnip writes.....Saturday morning is a morning of sleep. Unless we're going somewhere, or having friends to stay (we live miles from our friends and family so our house becomes a bit like a weekend B&B for said people) Saturday morning is a catch up on your zzzzzzzzzzzz's session. And I'm very good at my zzzzzzzzzz's. In fact, if there was an olympic medal for sleeping abilities, I'd win

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Last night, I received a text from my parents who are currently sunning themselves on a 3 month trip to Spain. It read, 'booked train 2 corboda and 3 nite in hotel - bit of a holiday xx' - bloody hell, they are having a mini break on their holiday!Can't wait until I retire!

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I reckon my hubby and I, very much have a 50/50 input into our relationship - I really don't see one of us as the dominant partner (ok, if I'm honest, it probably is me that wears the 'longer' trousers most of the time, but hubby is Mr Very Laid back 99.9% of the time and only puts his sizes 11s down when he REALLY doesn't agree with what I want to do). However, when it comes to watching the TV

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