Darn it

my milk went off :puke:

and I forgot to buy more x(

the thread would just fall out of it - unless it had gone off really dramatically.

I thought that one of your socks had developed a hole in it - or something like that. :P

:D

And all my socks have holes in them... :P

:P

Though one might wonder why you're not off darning your socks.

I worry that all these skills, like darning, sewing and knitting will be lost within a generation.

For some reason whilst I was at school the buttons would fall of my blazer at least once per month...

The Mysterious Case of Mason's Detaching Blazer Buttons. :D

Were none of your schoolmates thus afflicted?

:eyes:

Sounds like we have got to the bottom of it. I never had that problem, because I never wore a blazer. It were all braces an' cloth cap where I went school. :P

Towards the end I even had some coloured stripes (first yellow then red) to show that I was a prefect.

Floreat Aylesburia

There was apparently a school-song, though nobody actually knew it and it was never sung. The endangered breed known as the grammar school...

You see, there was a slight chance that they might produce youths that can think for themselves, which in this brave New Labour world is Simply Not Allowed. Thinking is dangerous, for the elite that is, when it is us lot doing it.

So "it's elitist!" they cry, as if that was a bad thing, and resolve that everybody should be made equal by levelling all down to the lowest common denominator.

In the mean time, have you noticed, that nobody who matters is saying the private schools should be closed. They are safe from the ordinary people by virtue of none of us being able to afford the fees. Thus the ruling class manage to maintain their privilege without being bothered by irksome upwardly mobile types.

Like got disgusted and took off for another fridge?

it hadn't actually grown legs yet but I think there was a good chance of a new life form evolving in my fridge. :D