I remember that too. We all thought we could be musicians when we saw washboards and home made bases (a box and a stick connected by a bit of string). We couldn't, of course. You still needed to be musical. My great uncle played a saw in the music halls and my father played spoons. If you were musical, you could probably make music with anything. Oh to be gifted.I guess this will confuse folks, but my father played a washboard in a skiffle band in the 1960s. He had thimbles on his fingers to make the sound.
And not unimportantly, the muggle entrance to the Ministry of Magic.People use them for all sorts of things, from mini libraries to shower cubicles.
It is interesting, but I'm still looking forward to hearing about the family weekend.And not unimportantly, the muggle entrance to the Ministry of Magic.
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For me, the red English phone booths are a bit magic too.
I'm just back from an amazing family weekend, was going to tell you about it but then this memory popped up and I felt it was more interesting.
I'll try tomorrow, too knackered from socialising and driving today and yesterday, and a shortish night spent in my car in a forest. And an unexpected meeting with Tom, that first date in september, the married one I fell in love with if you remember. No, no renewal of an impossible relationship, don't worry!It is interesting, but I'm still looking forward to hearing about the family weekend.
You really think that we live behind an iron curtain and that we have nothing kind and brightAre the Harry Potter book/movies available in Russia, @Zhnyaka ?
Wow, this is really magic!I don't think we even talked about Bob Dylan much, it was just a lovely afternoon spent between a very young and a very old person who found lots to talk about.
Unexpected connections are magic.
I just use a mug, half full of cold water. Pop hard boiled egg in and give it a good shake with hand over the top, over the sink. Soon the shell shatters but stays whole so the water gets in between and the shell slides offCullen skink for breakfast. Sort of. I thought I had a leek left in the fridge, but no, so it was spring onions instead.
2nd meal will be the rest of the smoked haddock in a kedgeree (made with cauliflower and coconut rice).
I have a new gadget, bought from Amazon, to make it easier to peel boiled eggs. Unfortunately, there were no instructions with it so I checked the picture on the website which showed it being used with water in the egg container. That's what we did (Neil did) but there were no seals on it and the water poured out. Just as well he was beside the kitchen sink. It worked fine though. I'll try it today without water and see if it still works.
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Well payday will be something to look forward to!Utterly nervous for 3 consecutive days of work for the first time (last week was only a single day).
Payday is very low on my list of priorities, this is much more about seeing if I actually can have a regular job without dropping into a deep depression again.Well payday will be something to look forward to!
Look forward, not back.You are in a different place mentally and physically .Payday is very low on my list of priorities, this is much more about seeing if I actually can have a regular job without dropping into a deep depression again.
Yes, the payment is cool, and it may actually mean I'll be able to keep the house I love, which is a serious motivation!
But it's nothing compared to the things I fear, which, in short, is dying. Mental health takes precedence over money or even keeping the place I love.
The last time I did something more or less full-time was 9 years ago, I lasted 6 months even though I really liked doing what I did, and my neighbours discussed how large the risk was they'd find me on some unlucky day.
They weren't wrong, in hindsight I think it was a 50/50 % chance to come out alive.
I did, and it was only in the past year and a half my depression seems to have miraculously lifted for no clear reason.
I have a very good feeling about this job, and I also have a very good reason to be scared. I never want to go there again, the past year has been so much better than the 10 years before!
That was 9 years ago Antje. You are a different person now. You can do this. What happened 9 years ago was back then and doesn't need to repeat itself. You are more experienced now than you were then and more in control. You've got this.Payday is very low on my list of priorities, this is much more about seeing if I actually can have a regular job without dropping into a deep depression again.
Yes, the payment is cool, and it may actually mean I'll be able to keep the house I love, which is a serious motivation!
But it's nothing compared to the things I fear, which, in short, is dying. Mental health takes precedence over money or even keeping the place I love.
The last time I did something more or less full-time was 9 years ago, I lasted 6 months even though I really liked doing what I did, and my neighbours discussed how large the risk was they'd find me on some unlucky day.
They weren't wrong, in hindsight I think it was a 50/50 % chance to come out alive.
I did, and it was only in the past year and a half my depression seems to have miraculously lifted for no clear reason.
I have a very good feeling about this job, and I also have a very good reason to be scared. I never want to go there again, the past year has been so much better than the 10 years before!
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