Said on here before about a Messenger voice call I had with someone about a new chain for one of my chainsaws. Had chainsaw chain ads and sharpening tool ads coming up more or less straight away on the Facebook news feed
Had a beer last night and asked my pal at breakfast if he had any paracetamol. He said he had Nurofen, but I can’t take those as get a reaction to ibroprufen. My phone is charging back in the room.
after breakfast go back to the room, later on I pick up my phone and look at Facebook. First thing on my timeline is an advert for Nurofen.
Had a beer last night and asked my pal at breakfast if he had any paracetamol. He said he had Nurofen, but I can’t take those as get a reaction to ibroprufen. My phone is charging back in the room.
after breakfast go back to the room, later on I pick up my phone and look at Facebook. First thing on my timeline is an advert for Nurofen.
Alexa/Siri is always listening (has to in case its name is called).
It sits on the wifi network, probably has your phone on the same network.
2 + 2 = 3.9999
George Orwell looking very smug behind the pearly gates I reckon.
Actually, just realised you must be right. I had my Garmin watch on which I suppose is connected to my phone. So no coincidence at all, just another example of how f***ed up our ties to technology are and the impact it can have on our lives.
Had a beer last night and asked my pal at breakfast if he had any paracetamol. He said he had Nurofen, but I can’t take those as get a reaction to ibroprufen. My phone is charging back in the room.
after breakfast go back to the room, later on I pick up my phone and look at Facebook. First thing on my timeline is an advert for Nurofen.
Alexa/Siri is always listening (has to in case its name is called).
It sits on the wifi network, probably has your phone on the same network.
2 + 2 = 3.9999
George Orwell looking very smug behind the pearly gates I reckon.
Actually, just realised you must be right. I had my Garmin watch on which I suppose is connected to my phone. So no coincidence at all, just another example of f***ed up our ties to technology is and the impact it can have on our lives.
Had a beer last night and asked my pal at breakfast if he had any paracetamol. He said he had Nurofen, but I can’t take those as get a reaction to ibroprufen. My phone is charging back in the room.
after breakfast go back to the room, later on I pick up my phone and look at Facebook. First thing on my timeline is an advert for Nurofen.
Alexa/Siri is always listening (has to in case its name is called).
It sits on the wifi network, probably has your phone on the same network.
2 + 2 = 3.9999
George Orwell looking very smug behind the pearly gates I reckon.
Actually, just realised you must be right. I had my Garmin watch on which I suppose is connected to my phone. So no coincidence at all, just another example of how f***ed up our ties to technology are and the impact it can have on our lives.
I came across a website yesterday called Moongiant.com where you can enter your date of birth and find out what Moon phase you were born on. It turns out that I was born on a 'waxing crescent' phase and I was only thinking earlier that I could do with one of those back, sack and crack jobs.
Had quite a mad one happen last weekend. – Saturday morning I
was doing the usual walk around our plot with the dogs. As I sat by the pond, I
was thinking about fishing and maybe one day taking my 4 year old nephew to show
him what’s what and how not to catch any fish. I was also thinking how nice it
would have been to have him over here and fish our little pond (this won’t
happen because we’re returning to the UK). I carried on having random thoughts throughout
the morning, about going fishing with him and my brother in the UK (brother’s not
into fishing at all), and maybe catching some mackerel from the beach and
cooking them on a BBQ etc., so this wasn’t just a passing thought.
Anyway, fast forward to Sunday evening and my brother
started a video call with me. First thing he said was “A*** wants to ask you a
question” and he called him over, he’s turned the camara round and sure as hell
my nephew said “Can you take me fishing?”. He then went on to say he would like
to catch a turtle and a shark, to which I said I could probably manage a couple
of mackerel lol. Me and my brother then went on talking about eating them on
the beach with BBQ etc. I instigated that bit, mainly because I was describing
to my brother that I was literally thinking about it all the previous day.
Was playing The Wheel board game last week with my son. He’s 11, autistic and doesn’t know any of the answers to the questions. But he loves spinning the wheel so that’s what we do.
Game was going on forever so I made the decision I was going to start pretending to read the question cards but make up the question in my head that I knew he’d know the answer to.
Decide the next question I was going to ask ‘who sang Uptown Funk’ as I know that would be the only music question he’d know the answer to. I turn the card over and the question on the card was ‘who had a hit single with the song Uptown Funk’.
Literally fell off my chair. Honestly couldn’t believe it.
Was playing The Wheel board game last week with my son. He’s 11, autistic and doesn’t know any of the answers to the questions. But he loves spinning the wheel so that’s what we do.
Game was going on forever so I made the decision I was going to start pretending to read the question cards but make up the question in my head that I knew he’d know the answer to.
Decide the next question I was going to ask ‘who sang Uptown Funk’ as I know that would be the only music question he’d know the answer to. I turn the card over and the question on the card was ‘who had a hit single with the song Uptown Funk’.
Literally fell off my chair. Honestly couldn’t believe it.
Was playing The Wheel board game last week with my son. He’s 11, autistic and doesn’t know any of the answers to the questions. But he loves spinning the wheel so that’s what we do.
Game was going on forever so I made the decision I was going to start pretending to read the question cards but make up the question in my head that I knew he’d know the answer to.
Decide the next question I was going to ask ‘who sang Uptown Funk’ as I know that would be the only music question he’d know the answer to. I turn the card over and the question on the card was ‘who had a hit single with the song Uptown Funk’.
Literally fell off my chair. Honestly couldn’t believe it.
Was playing The Wheel board game last week with my son. He’s 11, autistic and doesn’t know any of the answers to the questions. But he loves spinning the wheel so that’s what we do.
Game was going on forever so I made the decision I was going to start pretending to read the question cards but make up the question in my head that I knew he’d know the answer to.
Decide the next question I was going to ask ‘who sang Uptown Funk’ as I know that would be the only music question he’d know the answer to. I turn the card over and the question on the card was ‘who had a hit single with the song Uptown Funk’.
Literally fell off my chair. Honestly couldn’t believe it.
Happened to mention to my business partner that it was my wedding anniversary the next day. Same here he said. Turned out we both got married the same day in the same year. Later mentioned it was my eldest daughters birthday on 23 January. That’s my sons birthday as well. His son was a year younger, but amazing coincidences.
Sadly my uncle died this week. Today I emailed the funeral director to give him the address for the wake. It's out in the sticks, so I thought I'd use what3words. To check, I tried putting the three words into Google Maps, but I didn't use the proper link, just the three words on their own. Unsurprisingly, Google wasn't up to managing my incompetent request and instead searched for a business using the last of the three words, which happened to be 'pythons'. It returned a pet shop which just happens to be on the same street that my uncle grew up on. This is 15 miles away from me and nearly 300 miles away from my uncle's wake.
I'm going on holiday today. This morning I took my camera out into the back garden with the idea of taking some bird pictures. The very first thing that flew over was a plane, a BA Embraer. Being trigger happy, I snapped at it. As always when idly snap at a plane I thought I'd check Flight Radar to find out about it. Turns out, it's the very same aircraft that's taking me on holiday later. Of all the thousands of miles this plane covers every day, it just happened to be over my garden at the time I went out this morning.
Two coincidences in one day, for this one you need to know that my nickname at home and work is JJ. Nothing to do with Messrs Jackson or Johansson, but my initials. Sitting in the airport bar with Mrs Stig we were giggling at the phrase 'Camel Toe'. I suggested that it would be a funny marketing idea to print some Camel footprints onto the front of some ladies knickers and try to sell them. Mrs Stig thought she'd search the Internet to see if anyone had thought of it before. What her search threw up was not what I'd suggested, but padded pants for trans people who want to cover up their man bits. Intrigued, Mrs Stig clicked on a link. The purveyor of these undergarments? JJ Pants!
Need to share this as it’s weirded me out a bit to tell the truth.
Rarely dream, or remember dreams these days. But last night I had a dream where I was walking through the park and my local MP James Brokenshire was walking in the opposite direction to me. And I remember thinking how important it is that an MP is out and about getting a feel of the area he represents.
I’ve never met him before, been in his company or anything, so it was really really random. Just flicking through Twitter this morning and saw a tweet saying it was 12 months to the day since he died.
About a year or so ago, I received a parcel outside our front door. The driver had just left it and driven off. The address was ever so slightly similar to ours, but definitely not one you’d get confused with if you read it properly.
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
Now fast forward to this week. We’ve got our house on the market and had one viewing on Tuesday morning as they couldn’t make it this weekend. I took the viewing as it was easier to manage on this occasion, but the agent would normally conduct them for us. So, I open the door and there stands the very same woman who I delivered the parcel to last year!
Now I feel bad as she’s not sold her place and we’ve had an offer from a first time buyer which we’ll likely accept, but we really wanted it to be her family that ended up moving here to almost “complete” the whole thing. Crazy.
About a year or so ago, I received a parcel outside our front door. The driver had just left it and driven off. The address was ever so slightly similar to ours, but definitely not one you’d get confused with if you read it properly.
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
Now fast forward to this week. We’ve got our house on the market and had one viewing on Tuesday morning as they couldn’t make it this weekend. I took the viewing as it was easier to manage on this occasion, but the agent would normally conduct them for us. So, I open the door and there stands the very same woman who I delivered the parcel to last year!
Now I feel bad as she’s not sold her place and we’ve had an offer from a first time buyer which we’ll likely accept, but we really wanted it to be her family that ended up moving here to almost “complete” the whole thing. Crazy.
About a year or so ago, I received a parcel outside our front door. The driver had just left it and driven off. The address was ever so slightly similar to ours, but definitely not one you’d get confused with if you read it properly.
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
Now fast forward to this week. We’ve got our house on the market and had one viewing on Tuesday morning as they couldn’t make it this weekend. I took the viewing as it was easier to manage on this occasion, but the agent would normally conduct them for us. So, I open the door and there stands the very same woman who I delivered the parcel to last year!
Now I feel bad as she’s not sold her place and we’ve had an offer from a first time buyer which we’ll likely accept, but we really wanted it to be her family that ended up moving here to almost “complete” the whole thing. Crazy.
Sounds like you have a stalker if im honest mate.
you should shag her and find out
Coincidentally, my mate said the same. Your name isn’t Ben is it Dave?
About a year or so ago, I received a parcel outside our front door. The driver had just left it and driven off. The address was ever so slightly similar to ours, but definitely not one you’d get confused with if you read it properly.
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
Now fast forward to this week. We’ve got our house on the market and had one viewing on Tuesday morning as they couldn’t make it this weekend. I took the viewing as it was easier to manage on this occasion, but the agent would normally conduct them for us. So, I open the door and there stands the very same woman who I delivered the parcel to last year!
Now I feel bad as she’s not sold her place and we’ve had an offer from a first time buyer which we’ll likely accept, but we really wanted it to be her family that ended up moving here to almost “complete” the whole thing. Crazy.
Sounds like you have a stalker if im honest mate.
you should shag her and find out
Coincidentally, my mate said the same. Your name isn’t Ben is it Dave?
About a year or so ago, I received a parcel outside our front door. The driver had just left it and driven off. The address was ever so slightly similar to ours, but definitely not one you’d get confused with if you read it properly.
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
Now fast forward to this week. We’ve got our house on the market and had one viewing on Tuesday morning as they couldn’t make it this weekend. I took the viewing as it was easier to manage on this occasion, but the agent would normally conduct them for us. So, I open the door and there stands the very same woman who I delivered the parcel to last year!
Now I feel bad as she’s not sold her place and we’ve had an offer from a first time buyer which we’ll likely accept, but we really wanted it to be her family that ended up moving here to almost “complete” the whole thing. Crazy.
Sounds like you have a stalker if im honest mate.
you should shag her and find out
Coincidentally, my mate said the same. Your name isn’t Ben is it Dave?
No, it's Rodney
What a coincidence that another Rodney would say that!
Need to share this as it’s weirded me out a bit to tell the truth.
Rarely dream, or remember dreams these days. But last night I had a dream where I was walking through the park and my local MP James Brokenshire was walking in the opposite direction to me. And I remember thinking how important it is that an MP is out and about getting a feel of the area he represents.
I’ve never met him before, been in his company or anything, so it was really really random. Just flicking through Twitter this morning and saw a tweet saying it was 12 months to the day since he died.
WTF?
Amazon Alexa echoes probably now tapping into our dreams!
Need to share this as it’s weirded me out a bit to tell the truth.
Rarely dream, or remember dreams these days. But last night I had a dream where I was walking through the park and my local MP James Brokenshire was walking in the opposite direction to me. And I remember thinking how important it is that an MP is out and about getting a feel of the area he represents.
I’ve never met him before, been in his company or anything, so it was really really random. Just flicking through Twitter this morning and saw a tweet saying it was 12 months to the day since he died.
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Had quite a mad one happen last weekend. – Saturday morning I was doing the usual walk around our plot with the dogs. As I sat by the pond, I was thinking about fishing and maybe one day taking my 4 year old nephew to show him what’s what and how not to catch any fish. I was also thinking how nice it would have been to have him over here and fish our little pond (this won’t happen because we’re returning to the UK). I carried on having random thoughts throughout the morning, about going fishing with him and my brother in the UK (brother’s not into fishing at all), and maybe catching some mackerel from the beach and cooking them on a BBQ etc., so this wasn’t just a passing thought.
Anyway, fast forward to Sunday evening and my brother started a video call with me. First thing he said was “A*** wants to ask you a question” and he called him over, he’s turned the camara round and sure as hell my nephew said “Can you take me fishing?”. He then went on to say he would like to catch a turtle and a shark, to which I said I could probably manage a couple of mackerel lol. Me and my brother then went on talking about eating them on the beach with BBQ etc. I instigated that bit, mainly because I was describing to my brother that I was literally thinking about it all the previous day.
Rarely dream, or remember dreams these days. But last night I had a dream where I was walking through the park and my local MP James Brokenshire was walking in the opposite direction to me. And I remember thinking how important it is that an MP is out and about getting a feel of the area he represents.
I’ve never met him before, been in his company or anything, so it was really really random. Just flicking through Twitter this morning and saw a tweet saying it was 12 months to the day since he died.
WTF?
Anyway, looked up the address and it was in a development about a mile and an half away, so jumped in the car and delivered it to the correct address. A lady answered the door and was really grateful as it was some decorations for her son’s first birthday. A brief chat and another thank you from her, and that was that.
you should shag her and find out
Amazon Alexa echoes probably now tapping into our dreams!