tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23282643.post115246411610083467..comments2023-10-12T15:59:35.120+01:00Comments on radiogandy: A dull day - 19C and 50% humiditytracyjameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00914991294683176018noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23282643.post-1152482501664580262006-07-09T23:01:00.000+01:002006-07-09T23:01:00.000+01:00Nice pics. My father always tried to avoid enteri...Nice pics. My father always tried to avoid entering churches and would,never go in a library. The silence upset him as much as being on a bridge over a river. He did read a lot though; my mother changed his books every fortnight.<BR/><BR/>We had drizzle sveral times in the day but nothing to keep me in or stop me mowing the lawns. It was windy though, and relatively quite cool.<BR/><BR/>I think your 'tub moving' exercise is typical of MENSANS - even those who didn't stay long - and an offshoot of the 'Absent Minded Professor Syndrome'. I think your caravan siting may be another example. I once made a set of bunk beds; purpose designed for the room, with the top one projecting only two thirds over the one below. There were 286 screws in them and when we moved house I had to unscrew every one. Sandra has sometimes said to me, "For an intelligent man you are sometimes incredibly stupid". I take it as a compliment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com