Horror of horrors! Mistakenly in the last but one paragraph I said David instead of ANDREW.
It is my worst nightmare and I am sooooo sorry and I shall kneel on peas for the rest of the day.
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"kneel on peas"
I haven't heard that one before. Will you be cooking the peas first?
Here rather than the bedroom. ;-)
Hi Sam: no the peas must be dried and hard as nails - a kind of self flagellation on one's knees as a penance for being so stupid.
How right you are Felicity!!!!
Kneeling on tins of peas would make more sense. They're very hard and they're easy to pick up afterwards unlike dried peas which can get everywhere.
Kneeling on tins of peas would makew more sense. They're very hard and you can easily pick them up once your penance is over. Dried peas must get all over the place.
razzamatazz: I never thought of that. Stiil, I'm not keen on the sound of 'tins'. Somehow it loses the biblical feel. Maybe I should stick to a switch and just flagellate.
I love that "kneel on peas". I love it. I'm going to try to work it into all my conversations today. As my only conversations today are likely to be with my 4-year old children they might be less picky about non-sequiturs. Alas, hubby is away again.
Sam; it certainy serves as a conversation piece when all else fails. I expect you will have to go into great detail with the children.
Pat, just to report a jolly time thanks to your "kneel on peas". We modified it slightly to knees on peas and experimented by kneeling on lentils and woodchips from the garden. Much hilarity ensued, although I think I have hobbled myself.
Anna Maria: failed to leave a comment on your blog -just realised you were also ame. My k on peasd seems to have started something.
Sam: hope you said a prayer whilst you were down there!
Thanks for stopping by. I also chuckled at the kneeling on peas phrase. I have heard it somewhere...a British novel. an old movie. But, I knew right away what it meant. If I to suffer for all my mistakes in blogging there would be no ham and pea soup all winter!!
Hi Tabor and welcome. It is a delight to find your blog - not least because it is so easy to read. I wish i could remeber where I first heard the phrase and in what context - but that is asking too much of my addled brain.
All you need to do, dear is pop into the editor and change "David" to "Andrew" then republish. You can pretend it never happened. Then your knees are safe.
Thank you. I'll be here all week. :)
Cheers.
Thanks Randall - I know I should do that. It's not my only error (no surprise there) and I will do a big clean sweep - either when my young occasional hekper is here or when I am feeling brave I haven't forgotten the time when it all turned to dust
ame: hope the stress dries up soon.
GU:good to see you. Coming up to a soul-searching bit anon.
Pat, what happened to the lovely dancing man? Or did I dream it?
"kneel on peas" Ho ho. Never heard that one before. Grand punishment.
Daphne: 'the lovely dancing man' - where I'm wearing a pink dess?
He is not part of the story but an actor I worked with in my modelling days, which came later.
I used the photo because it seemed to illustrate the story at that point. I have to leave Andrew and Jamie's faces to your imagination, but thsy wouldn't disappoint.
Hoss: they have to be hard, dried ones mind. No cheating!
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