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No I think he is referring to the kettle in the executive canteen.After 2 mins boiled water is 96c
After 5 mins boiled water is 89c
This is at sea level
Feck are you doing putting sea water in the kettle
Mrs Hawtree has a variant of this that goes....." Can you call so-and-so for me as you know what to say to them in this situation, better than I do" then during the call.... "Dont tell them that, tell them about this and the other thing." then after the call.... "Why did you say that they didn't need to know that it makes us look stupid"You can open this up to people who get involved in everything. It's my cup of tea, I've not offered you one because you're a proper nobhead so if I want to empty the now barely tepid water out and pour petrol and ribena into the kettle for my tea then it's my prerogative, it's my call. Like when you're talking on the phone and someone starts telling you what to say. If they wanted to know what you had to say they would have rung you wouldn't they? Butt out of other peoples business. Is my jumper on the wrong way? Who told you to tell me? I might not want to conform. Stay out of my life and deal with your own existence.
I still regret meeting her sometimes.
Yeah mine wont open the door to the takeaway man, any call that can be done by either its me who has to make it pretty much anything requiring any level of responsibility that is joint its me who has to do it and before, during and after the event she nags me about it and has a go at me for doing it wrong. The only time she lifts a finger is when I sit down and open a beer then its like fantasia in our house with that scornful look "you just sit there while I invent jobs to do that I've never even mentioned before, really loudly you lazy horrible scumbag wait till I tell my mum and all the girls what a pig you are" despite me doing everything required of a man.Mrs Hawtree has a variant of this that goes....." Can you call so-and-so for me as you know what to say to them in this situation, better than I do" then during the call.... "Dont tell them that, tell them about this and the other thing." then after the call.... "Why did you say that they didn't need to know that it makes us look stupid"
It is a wonder more marriage dont end badly...
That's not what she told meYeah mine wont open the door to the takeaway man, any call that can be done by either its me who has to make it pretty much anything requiring any level of responsibility that is joint its me who has to do it and before, during and after the event she nags me about it and has a go at me for doing it wrong. The only time she lifts a finger is when I sit down and open a beer then its like fantasia in our house with that scornful look "you just sit there while I invent jobs to do that I've never even mentioned before, really loudly you lazy horrible scumbag wait till I tell my mum and all the girls what a pig you are" despite me doing everything required of a man.
Are you one of the girls?That's not what she told me
Stole a living himLennie Henry on Comic Relief, pretending to be a jovial bloke.
I've met him, the most miserable, taciturn, beaut it has been my misfortune to deal with.
Disappointing that, he always came across decent on TV.Lennie Henry on Comic Relief, pretending to be a jovial bloke.
I've met him, the most miserable, taciturn, beaut it has been my misfortune to deal with.
Disappointing that, he always came across decent on TV.
Do you play for Derby County ?There's a lad in work that gets himself all wound up because one of the other lads we work with has this irritating habit of saying 'like' every other 3 or 4th word ("so I said like, what do you mean like"). Before he brought it to my attention I'd never really noticed it, so now I get wound up too every time he speaks.
Off-topic but I used to go regularly to watch films at the arts centre when I worked in Coventry.It was in the late 1980's, I was a student at Warwick University, but had a job in the Arts Centre as well.
Lenny had written a kid's book, and was doing a signing session.
Moaned about everything from the word go, had a face like Bessie Braddock's arse, and refused photos with parents and kids.
Obviously did not want to be there.
I have spoken to other people as well, and he'd been like this on other occasions.
My sister-in-law does this. (The youngest sister-in-law). It's amazing how much it grates after a while. Luckily she hides it well by being a noisy eater and a tea-slurper.There's a lad in work that gets himself all wound up because one of the other lads we work with has this irritating habit of saying 'like' every other 3 or 4th word ("so I said like, what do you mean like"). Before he brought it to my attention I'd never really noticed it, so now I get wound up too every time he speaks.