Archive for the 'Banter' Category

An important managerial role

Thursday, March 5th, 2009

I wandered into the lab:
I’m here to independently verify the efficacy of training.
Nothing to do with there being liquid nitrogen ice-cream.
Not at all.

What next?

Wednesday, March 4th, 2009

In a relatively serious conversation about my future career I commented
‘I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.’
‘Let’s worry about that when it happens’ came PMCs reply.

Things I never expected to overhear #07

Tuesday, February 24th, 2009

Steamed fish on your manifold is easier.

The infinite chocolate

Friday, February 6th, 2009

‘Do you want a bar of chocolate?’ said GME, one of my housemates.
‘No, thanks, I’ve just had my tea’
‘No, seriously, I’ve got loads’ he said, opening his kitchen cupboard.
Inside two shelves were stacked high with bars. I look at him, questioningly.
‘Feeling peckish were you?’
He had been working at an event where they were giving away [...]

On sharing a house #10

Sunday, February 1st, 2009

‘If you can’t clean your dishes, I hate to think what your undies are like’ says the note in the kitchen.
I couldn’t have put it better myself.

A conversation in questions

Saturday, January 3rd, 2009

How do you stop meatballs from sticking to the pan?
Are you using the non-stick pan?
What’s a non-stick pan?
Bless him, The Young Pup is cooking again.

Water, water, everywhere

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

Oh no. It’s raining. Let me put my hood up.
It’s only water, you wuss.
Water is dangerous. You can *drown*!

The land where the ducks are blue

Sunday, December 7th, 2008

But I want to go with Daddy.
Just stay here with your Auntie Flossie for a bit. Daddy will be back very soon.
But I want to go with Daddy.
Arms are flung and feet kick against the car seat. My nephew grumbles and calls after his father who, by now, is out of earshot. In hope or [...]

Educational Auntie Flossie

Saturday, December 6th, 2008

He takes my hand and leads me to the window.
‘The moon‘ He says proudly.
‘Yes, it is. Bachgen Da‘ I tell him
Just to the right there’s another bright spot. I ask him if he can see it.
He nods.
‘That’s Venus‘ I tell him. ‘It looks like a bright star, but it is a planet‘
Venus. He repeats after [...]

On bad coffee

Friday, November 28th, 2008

There’s no coffee in the coffee.
Then what’s it made of?
Dark water.

from the Dragon’s mouth