Saturday, March 31, 2007

Finding my past.

Over the last few weeks, I have been trying to trace my past. Well that is the short version.

Now the long version :

I have tried many times to find my family history but have always come to a full stop. Well a few weeks ago one of my cousins was trying to start and as he had not got very far I said I would help ! I looked through all the family papers I had and got quite alot of useful info but then Full Stop. So I asked some one to look into for me and they have come up with lots of goodies. The cost is not bad and you can have a running total and stop whenever you like.

I am well into the Victorian Era and may even go futher back.

I still spend hours on the net searching myself but that's the enjoyment of looking into your past, and I am sure there is more surprises in the cupboard.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

The Game of Monopoly

In 1935, Charles Darrow was an unemployed salesman in Germantown Pennsylvania. At that time vast numbers of people in the United States were unemployed during the Great Depression, and there were no jobs to be had of any kind.

Read the full story here

This is a interesting Blog, have a look around.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Vet's Office.

A woman brought a very limp duck to the vet's office.

As she lays her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your pet duck Cuddles has passed away."

The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure. The duck is dead," he replied.

"How can you be so sure," she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something.

"The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room, and returned a few moments later with a black Labrador Retriever.

As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom.He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the lab and led it out of the exam room.

He returned a few moments later with a cat. The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the bird from head to foot.

The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck."

Then the vet turned to his computer, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.

The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill.

She screamed, "£1000!"..."£1000 just to tell me my duck is dead!"

The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been £60, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now £1000."

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Time for a chat !!!!

Over the past few months I having been writing a new web page. Things have been going ok, but now I come to the boring bits. The tidy up and the meta tags (!), but hopefully it wont be too long before I replace the old with new.

Below is a preview of the layout, any comments would be welcome.

Click on image to enlarge.

The history of our house is going well. My friends down the road have lent me some documents and they have been very useful. I am finding that a little guess work is in order as so much time has passed from then and now.

If you read my Blog (and hopefully there is atleast one) please leave a comment or email me from "View my complete profile" page.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Raisin Bread ......

A bakery owner hires a young female clerk who likes
to wear very short skirts and thong panties. One day
a young man enters the store, glances at the clerk
and glances at the loaves of bread behind the counter.
Noticing the length of her skirt ( or lack thereof ) and
the location of the raisin bread, he has a brilliant idea.
" I'd like some raisin bread please," the man says politely.
The female clerk nods and climbs up a ladder to reach
the raisin bread, which is located on the very top shelf.

The young man standing almost directly beneath her
is provided with an excellent view, just as he surmised
he would. Once she descends the ladder he muses that
he really should get two loaves, as he is having company for

As the clerk retrieves the second loaf of bread, one
of the other male customers notices what was going on.
Thinking quickly he requests his own loaf of raisin
bread so he can continue to enjoy the view.

With each trip up the ladder, the young lady seems
to catch the eye of another male customer. Pretty
soon, each male customer is asking for raisin bread,
just to see the clerk climb up and down.
After many trips she is tired, irritated and thinking
that she is really going to have to try the bread herself.

Finally, once again atop the ladder, she stops and
fumes, glaring at the men standing below. She notices
an elderly man standing amongst the crowd, staring
up at her. Thinking to save herself a trip, she yells
at the elderly man,,, " Well,,, Is yours raisin , too ???"
" No," stammers the old man,,,, " but it's a-quiverin " !!