My eldest son refers to them as "Part of the CCPPO" otherwise known as "The Cosmic Conspiracy to Piss People Off".
One of our Chefs referred to such things as "Part of Life's Rich Tapestry" in a very sarcastic voice, & he usually saved the reference for the things that seemed violently unfair. Like the death of his closest male friend, who had a wife, & very young children.
One of the 'things' that used to get me, was a Geography Teacher we had. I know it is uncharitable to refer to a person as a 'thing'. Sorry about that. His name was Boyd, & he had a face the colour of raw meat. I always expected him to drop dead in the classroom, from some apoplectic condition. His eyes which resembled boiled pearl onions, popped from his eye sockets, as he glared about the room.
He was rather short of stature, & seemed to strut, rather like a pigeon. And he droned interminably on & on & on. And wrote scads of boring things all over the blackboard. Then he would bark, "Copy this into your books!"
I am not sure if he was of Irish or Canadian birth, (I know they are not at all similar, but I just couldn't pin the accent down) but the thing was, his accent was sooo broad I couldn't understand a word he said. And it was monotonous. It could have lulled a screaming baby off to sleep!
Consequently, I did very very badly at Geography, as I could not understand a
I have no doubt, that over the years, I may have been the source of "Things that try others, sorely". One can't like everybody, & everybody won't like one!
Currently, one of the things that has tried me, is the following toy.
This is truly, the Toy From Hell!!
I bought it when SG was quite small, for a dollar at a garage sale or a Church Fete or some such. I rue the day!!
It had flat batteries when I bought it, so I replaced those, & by Golly, am I sorry I ever did. It is a School Bus. Filled with Animals, which all Bray, Meeow, Neigh, Moo, Roar, Trumpet, Bark or Crow. Not only that, but the bottom buttons represent the sound of the bus being started, turning over, running, & best of all Tooting the horn!!
If you see one at a store, or garage sale near you, avoid it like the plague!! I tried to get SG to take it home, but he insisted it was a 'Nana's place' toy. He wanted it to be special, for when he comes to play.
No matter where I stash it, he manages to find it- always with delight!
We had SG here today for a couple of hours while his mother attended a meeting. He was very grumpy & out of sorts when he arrived. Wearing what I refer to as his "Cabbage Face". The first time I mentioned his cabbage face he burst into giggles. Sometimes it still works, & we have slanging matches where we call each other things like carrot nose, & beetroot ears, lettuce lips. Today, he wasn't in the mood for such jokes.
So we watched Mr Bean's Holiday. He really giggled at that. I dont always see the attraction to Mr Bean, but I admit to laughing at him today.
And in other news, I have actually dragged out an old UFO. Well, it is really a WIP. (work in progress). It is to be a table runner. I had all the applique cut out, but not applied, so I finally ironed it all on, & have been blanket stitching by hand. As I watched some very interesting DVDs with GOM.
And here is the rumpled WIP lying on the "design wall" ...er, floor. I still have a leaf or two to applique. Then there are the vine stalks to work...& other bits I may add.
Luckily, it has turned cold again, & so hand sewing is not out of the question. I wonder if I will ever get it finished! haha.
Chris Isaak, I Wonder.
And RIP Pavarotti. A loss to the world of great singers.