I've been trying to think back to the names we use to have for our teachers. Our physics teacher was 'Woo-hah', because that was the sound of his smokers' cough. One had a really dodgy nickname based on a rumour about a presumed criminal record. And the headmaster had a name commensurate with his size and posture.
I'll let you know how Google gets on with the answer to your questions..... cos I have NO idea at this stage! 🤣 #cheater
Regarding your questions one and two: How old ARE you anyway? Man, you went way back for these two references. I am embarrassed to admit that I ...ahem... recognized them both. I can still hear Cochrane singing, "... one flight, two flights, three flights, four!" and doing a dance called "the bop"! I was about 14 or so. Lot of water under the bridge since those days...
Oh, that's such a great name for such a great reason, Elizabeth!
I had a friend who lived in Finsbury Park, and initially had no idea why he liked to call his dodgy rented bedsit flat 'Crappy Rubsniff'. Turned out that a) I was spelling it wrong, and b) Krap Yrubsnif is Finsbury Park backwards!
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Loved this, Terry!
I've been trying to think back to the names we use to have for our teachers. Our physics teacher was 'Woo-hah', because that was the sound of his smokers' cough. One had a really dodgy nickname based on a rumour about a presumed criminal record. And the headmaster had a name commensurate with his size and posture.
I'll let you know how Google gets on with the answer to your questions..... cos I have NO idea at this stage! 🤣 #cheater
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Regarding your questions one and two: How old ARE you anyway? Man, you went way back for these two references. I am embarrassed to admit that I ...ahem... recognized them both. I can still hear Cochrane singing, "... one flight, two flights, three flights, four!" and doing a dance called "the bop"! I was about 14 or so. Lot of water under the bridge since those days...
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine; I picked up a shovel and walked to the mine. The rest is (ancient) history. 73
ha ha ha! Keep the faith, baby!
He neither looks it nor behaves like it, Sharron! 😉
(These are both compliments. Honest.)
Thanks. The portrait in the attic works wonders
Putting all the mirrors into the attic is also quite helpful. Who needs 'em?
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I know the answer to question 1, but I'm not telling.
I don't know the answer to either of them! Don't tell Terry, but I'm heading to Google... 🫣🤫🤣
Typical 😡
Cheat!
I don’t deny it!
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I thought you might! You can always message me 😀
You’re having fun with your art. Very cute. Particularly the cat. 🐱
Came here to say the same thing. I want to know why the cat is wearing dark glasses at the graveside. Is it sunny? Is it to hide bloodshot eyes?
Street names: In Annapolis, our state capital, there is Silopanna Road. It's Annapolis backwards. 😅
Oh, that's such a great name for such a great reason, Elizabeth!
I had a friend who lived in Finsbury Park, and initially had no idea why he liked to call his dodgy rented bedsit flat 'Crappy Rubsniff'. Turned out that a) I was spelling it wrong, and b) Krap Yrubsnif is Finsbury Park backwards!
The cat is wearing shades for two reasons. 1, being my brother he is a cooling dude; 2, bloodshot eyes as you say. Street name: how brilliant!
Should have been COOL dude
Cool fact!
Definitely!
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