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English kitten: My jacket so far. 5 days to reach this point. 3 days ago • Report • Link  0  davidglimore165: Well done my friend 3 days ago • Report  0 English kitten: I finally finished something else at last. Seems like I'm not very productive this year. A crochet shawl in a variation of c2c granny stitch. Made using sirdar snuggly 4ply and a 4mm hook. Really enjoyed making this. Took me just over 2 days. #sirdaryarn #sirdar #crochetersofinstagram #crochetlover #crochetpatterns #knittenscrochet   tigress011662: That is gorgeous! I'd love to make something like it but larger, be proud of yourself!  English kitten in reply to tigress011662: Thanks it would have been larger but I only had 80 grans of this yarn. English kitten: So apparently my profile got reported and a post was taken down. Shame people can't see the truth in front of them. When you lose friends and a special friend over one person. What else can I do? I guess not tell the truth anymore  English kitten: For those who wonder about British idioms or sayings here's an explanation of a few. They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery. If you had to do this to survive you were “piss poor.” But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot; they “didn’t have a pot to piss in” & were the lowest of the low. The next time you are washing your hands & complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s. Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June. Since they were starting to smell, however, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married. Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women, and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it … hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water!” Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof, resulting in the idiom, “It’s raining cats and dogs.” There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed, therefore, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence. The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt, leading folks to coin the phrase “dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way, subsequently creating a “thresh hold.” In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while, and thus the rhyme, “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.” Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and “chew the fat.” Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous. Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the “upper crust.” Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up, creating the custom of holding a wake. England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive, so they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer. And that’s the truth. Now, whoever said History was boring? English kitten: I received a friend request on FB from a young attractive guy about 26 years old... I was curious. Wanted to know why someone that young wanted to be my fb friend. I accepted it. He started sending me private messages. He was very kind, called me beautiful and asked my age. I'm not a liar, I told him and reminded him I'm quite a bit older than him. I let him talk a bit cos truth be told, flattery ain't all that bad. We keep talking for a while and within a short time, he asked if we could talk about 'adult things'. I said ok. Then he replied with a face like 👿. He said 'thank you babe, you start." So I did! I told him adult things like my elbows and hips were hurting. My back acts up when it is cold outside. I explained that I wake up every morning with a sore throat from snoring all night. I toss and turn the entire night and have to get up and pee every time I wake up. I mentioned the scars from multiple surgeries and the limp I have from an old injury. Of course I had to throw in the need for daily fiber supplements to prevent passing wind. Can't forget that one! I was waiting for him to answer me... He blocked me. He wanted to talk about adult things and then couldn't take the heat! I think I'm just a bit too much woman for him to handle! I copied and pasted this, so relax and laugh! It's a joke...😂 😂 View all 5 posts English kitten: Thanks kaci it's a beautiful ancient wooded area. Lol Johnny I didn't notice that haha. |
