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The award for Twit of the Day goes to
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ME and its all Ouch`s fault !
Well, that`s my excuse .
I`ve just flooded my back kitchen ( its rather large
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I filled the sink with hot water, and had switched the tap off or so I thought .
I logged on to Ouch and various other sites , and after an hour went into my kitchen. My cat was having a paddle.
OOOoops .
Well, at least my back kitchen floor is clean .
So, its over to you lot out there in Ouchland . What other silly gaffes etc, has happened to you because off * forgetfullness* or other ism`s or ness`s -
Can't help but wonder if just maybe what we have here is a very able and opportunistic
that fancied a paddle rather than a forgetful Robomam. LOL
As for my own FUBAR moments I am happy to report my memory is now sufficiently bad that I literally can't remember any of the very numerous times I have done (or not done) something with similar hilarious and/or unfortunate consequences.
The one upside is that I now no longer complain about the increasing number of repeats on TV as I can't remember seeing the programes before even when it may well have been just the day before in some cases. LOLThis is a reply to this message.
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and on the repeat programming ? I often watch the plus1 channels, as I often forget what Ive just seen .
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To remind myself of what I need to do, I have to write notes to myself, as I am always forgetting things. I keep note pads by the bed, in the kitchen, sitting room and in my bag.
One of my regular daft things is to make myself a coffee and then find a full cup of coffee I made earlier and forgot to drink!This is a reply to this message.
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I once put some toast under the grill and then wnet out to cut the grass! Had to repaint the wall behind the cooker.
Another time I put some bones on to boil for stock and went to work. Fortunately my housemate arrived home just in time.This is a reply to this message.
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I write myself notes too.. trouble is I sometimes forget to look at them ! derrr
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Ive lost count of the number of drinks Ive made for myself.
I should have known that today was going to be one of those days.
I lost my breakfast banana, it went down the side of my chair , after all who thinks that their breakfast banana is going to slide down the side of the seat cushion, beside the chair arm ?
I found my banana when I moved the chair to clean underneath. Or rather when I put the chair back where it lives.
I am not going to say that I sat on my banana . I shall leave it up to you lot how I found my banana. I didnt go without, I had already eaten a replacement banana .
David wants gammon and eggs for tea. I wonder should I or should I just go to bed , to save any more disasters.
I forget to read my notes to me , or better still loose them .
Im terrible . I shall have to follow Peters advice from a while ago and have piles ( of paper !)
Sorry people Im in an impish mood, as the day cant get any sillier .
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Forgetting to put the milk back in the fridge, and finding it the next day, warm and smelly
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BooHoo!
I thought I had won an award! And was going to travel up to mintcake and sheepworriers land to pick up my soggy award. And be offered a squished warm banana samwich
Piles? I heartily or....recommend the careful application of rubber bands...
Hope the rest of the day goes well
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I always find a banana benefits from being squahed a bit.. serves it right any way for being yellow and babana shaped..
Yeah Im yellow bananaist.. wanna make something of it ????????????This is a reply to this message.
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"Back kitchen"?
Robomam are you rich? Is that in the east or west wing? Of which residence? Your country home or your mansion?
Did you win the £45 million euromillions?
If so, I like cars and houses!!!!
Best wishes to you,
lol
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Ah hamish my arachnoid friend , my back kitchen is my kitchen. Oop north. the kitchen was what we now call the living room. it had a big range to cook on and was called the kitchen.
Then when houses were *modernised* , and a kitchen was added the new kitchen became the back kitchen .
( Im talking 1920`s 1930`s modernisation here. Im not that old, but its the way my aunts and everyone I know would talk so it stuck....)
Confused ? dont worry its a normal state of affairs after reading a post from me
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Same here RoboMam and people never know what room Im on about, I was brought up by my grandparents and I still use the same language as they did.
My major problem ATM is forgeting which wheelchair Im useing, going to grab the push rims or looking for the joystick, so if you see a woman with blond hair racing infront of you, its me and I forgot that I have to break with my hands in a manual chair.
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Well, yesterday I missed my train into London to go and see "Oliver" because of reading the boards. I had to high tail it with only 45 minutes to get to my seat. They had literally just started when I was shown into the theatre. Had to wait until after the first song to sit down though. I felt suitably embarassed (but no so embarassed that I was willing to let £40 go to waste!).
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My Twit Of The Day is the numpty at Stevenage station who forgot to get me off the train from King's Cross this afternoon, forcing me to have to get off at the next station and get a taxi back to Stevenage (which I didn't have to pay for).
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Whoops Chris! Should have got my mate to sort you out and he would have made sure they got you off the train too, my mate lives there at Stevenage!
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The only silly thing I've done today is to go out in the rain - I had a hole in my trainers, so ended up with wet socks. Euw.
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Ah Robomam my friend,
Now I'm confused as you rightly predicted! Mind you, it doesn't take much to confuse me.... I blame the meds you know!
Sounds like a grand house anyway,
with an interesting history...
I'm in Scotland so that must mean I'm oop north also, you will find me chasing wee haggis' around the garden...
Let me know when you are taking guided tours of your house and I will bring you a cake!
lol
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my back kitchen is my kitchen
Absolutely!
It's years since I have heard that term - I grew up in a house which had a back kitchen too.
The *living room* had a sink and a coal fired cooker until my Dad built a kitchen on the side of the house.
The sink in the living rooom was taken out but the coal fired cooker was left in place. It was just as well, as not long afterwards, there were long electricity cuts one winter. It not only kept us warm and heated the water, we were able to cook on it too, as the house had no gas, we were all electric.This is a reply to this message.
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Hiya Robomam,
I am very forgetful,
my memory is getting worse by each year.
I leave taps turned on,
lights switched on (and blame o/h ),
and when making a drink have to keep hold of the tea - spoon to remind me.
Also have problems with reading books ie= can't remember what I've read in last page / sentance.
TraceyThis is a reply to this message.
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