Showing posts with label mothers day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mothers day. Show all posts

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Every day...

... is mother's day!!

Today is Mothering Sunday..... I say that every day should be a special day for mums the whole world over!!

Here's my gift to all the mothers, a Super Sunday Search!!

clothes w/ animals on them arctic fox (Google)
Not sure if there is an arctic fox garment specifically.... but this question made me wonder where all those strange people buy their fleece jackets with moonlit wolves on? You know the types... they usually are two overweight middle aged people wearing matching garments.... they buy them here (apparently)

is egears any good (Google)
No!! Don't use them!!

artic fox (Yahoo)
1) It's arCtic, not artic!!
2) Why don't you use Google? It's much better!!

why does my boiler not start in foggy weather (Google)
I don't know, but I know a man that would!! Unless you live in Huddersfield, this information would (of course) be wholly irrelevant. What I might suggest is that you search using your boiler's make and model numbers to find some forums or discussions where you might get your questions answered. Perhaps it might need a service? The guy came and stuck a vacuum cleaner in mine and it made it work better!!

dead arctic fox pictures (Google)
You're sick!! If you must see dead foxes, then you'll find them here, but I urge you not to think about it!!

skoda expensive advert cost (Google)
I covered this a while back, and it's all probably urban myth.... I hate to direct anyone to the Daily Mail but they covered it quite well here.

how to make arctic fox paper bag puppet (Google)
I've seen paper bag penguin puppets but no arctic fox bags... if anyone finds them then let me know!!

how does the Arctic fox keep warm (Google)
Either he turns up the central heating, or he uses his extra thick coat!! Apparently (according to Nigel Marven) an arctic fox's fur coat will keep him from shivering until the temperature goes below minus seventy degrees (he (regretfully) did not state whether this was Fahrenheit or Centigrade though).

where the arctic fox lives (maps) (Google)
This is asked for quite a lot... I stole this map from a source that I will not divulge. The lighter coloured parts of the map indicate the fox's range. I DO like the way you bracketed the word "maps" in your search but it's really not necessary. NOTE: Bugger, the upload image thing seems to be busted, but I'll upload it when I get round to it.

what is a mother arctic fox called (Google)
A female fox is called a "Vixen", and this is the same for a female arctic fox. The babies are called "Kits" and the males are called "Reynard". A very appropriate question on Mothering Sunday!!

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Mutha's day!

Happy mothering Sunday to all you muthas.

Happy post Saint Patrick's day hangover to all the children.

Managed a few pints of the black stuff last night. Enough to earn me this year's Guinness hat and a clutch of badges.

Two noticeable changes to previous years' hats, are: This one proudly states that Guinness is brewed in Dublin, where before, the stout was in fact brewed all over the place. I guess this is a step forward in terms of consistency at least. The second thing, is that this year's hats carry the year marked on them. This surely means you can sneer down your nose at those poor scrotters who wheel out last year's hat in a vain attempt to make you think they've drunk a lot of Guinness already.

The badges also carry the year on them...

Four pints for a hat and a few badges... not a bad haul.

Then, on to Vox, for copious amounts of "Pirates of the Caribbean" pinball, and some long island iced tea. Slurp.

Home again, home again, jiggety jig, poached eggs on toast, and a mug of coffee, and a healthy slice of the fantastic Harry Hill's TV Burp.

I love Harry Hill. He is a very funny chap. His enthusiasm for mundane televisual experiences is charismatically infectious. I could cut out all the television in the week, and watch a lot more of Mr. Hill's dissection.

This morning rudely arrived, complete with heat induced dehydration, and cigarette induced hangover. Not a great start to the day, but then again, when was a day after Guinness a good one?

Surveyed the carnage that used to be my house.

Wrapped a few gifts for my mum, and took them round. The folks had their hands full with my two nephews. They both look tired and need a bloody break!!

Came home and did some washing up whilst listening to Jo Brand's Desert Island discs. It got me to wondering... what would my discs be? You get eight discs, the Bible, and the complete works of Shakespeare, one book you can choose yourself, and a luxury item.... I am still amazed that nobody has picked a speedboat as their luxury item!!

I think my choice will have to be another blog, another day.