would it be a good idea to have a seperate forum just for meet up information it is taking so long to go through 500 messages and more trying to find information.....please one click to find the nearest meet up would be wonderful...Lillian
anno Leylandii hedging is even more deserving of room 101, especially when it belongs to a neighbour who does not cut it. I do my side but as I don't do ladders on a slope, I can't reach the top with my lopper or extra long handled trimmer.
Privet. The most boring hedging plant and if it flowers it's highly allergenic. And it insists on growing so that then I have to trim it! or pay someone to do it...
Claimants with the last appointment of the day, who requested to come in earlier, say no way, but they are coming,then don't come so you have to wait! I'll swear they do it to annoy
I don't think that any other gransnetters have mentioned it yet.........but SPITTING would have to go into room 101. It is the most foul and disgusting habit perpitrated by many sportsmen. They should be charged with offences against public decency. It makes me feel queasy even writing about it. Bring back the spittoon!!!!! and place them at regular intervals around the edges of football pitches and cricket pitches, what a thought!!!!!!!!!
That nasty, shouting little man that does the Safe Style UK double glazing advert if anything was designed to ensure I'd never, ever buy from them it's him
Just wondering if there is an opposite to room 101? If there was a place to keep odd things that you just cant do without I would have to include. A good reading light by my bed, Large bone china mugs that are white inside for drinking tea out of and never running out of milk for the afore mentioned tea. (My childhood was blighted by my poor scatterbrained but darling Mum running out of things, milk was the main problem as was loo roll!)
I would throw into Room 101 the expression regarding people (usually young women) who 'juggle their busy lives' HATE IT! Also to give 'someone a bell' instead of phoning them..
Warning triangles in the weather forcasts, as if its some sort of unexpected unpredictable apocalyptic event. If you are daft enough to drive without taking due care of the environment then I hardly think that a warning triangle flashed up on the tv screen will make any difference.
My blood pressure rockets when I am directed to the self-service checkout in our local supermarket if there's a bit of a queue. I always ask if I get a discount off my bill if I use one-usually met by a blank stare. I still refuse their kind offer to do-it-myself.
Oh not gok! He brightened a grey morning in NZ for me once by flirting so outrageously with the presenter, the studio weather man (both of whom were macho kiwis) and the roving weather boy who was v pretty. One of the funniest things I've even seen on TV.
Gok Wan and his rise and fall inflexions at the end of EVERY sentence. And his make up and his twig in his ear and the way he greets complete strangers as 'My darling'. Pul lthe lever please!!