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Sports roundup
Feb. 16th, 2009 10:55 pmMeanwhile, Eduardo made his return for Arsenal against Cardiff City in the Cup and naturally he scored twice. Good for him. I still haven't watched the horrific injury he sustained this time last year against Birmingham but it's lovely to see him back. He was in my fantasy team at the time and I'm almost tempted to put him back in.
The quiz is proving awkward in one or two places this month. I'm almost done but two are sticking: a South American plant genus named after an 18th century Swedish botanist is proving elusive as is a film star with a biography called 'Goddess' and an alleged father called Gifford who was a dairy farmer. Can't find that either. Hmmm.
Sports roundup
Feb. 16th, 2009 10:55 pmMeanwhile, Eduardo made his return for Arsenal against Cardiff City in the Cup and naturally he scored twice. Good for him. I still haven't watched the horrific injury he sustained this time last year against Birmingham but it's lovely to see him back. He was in my fantasy team at the time and I'm almost tempted to put him back in.
The quiz is proving awkward in one or two places this month. I'm almost done but two are sticking: a South American plant genus named after an 18th century Swedish botanist is proving elusive as is a film star with a biography called 'Goddess' and an alleged father called Gifford who was a dairy farmer. Can't find that either. Hmmm.
After all the fuss, Newcastle got a goalless draw with Bolton Wanderers in a tedious game. So much for exciting football.
How do you get more icons? I have 105; is that all I can have? Bah!
Today's word is also tomorrow's word. How cheap: covering two days with one word and it's not even a good one: demurderized - pronounced to be not murder.
It is Edgar Allan Poe's birthday, though the calendar doesn't make clear if it's today or tomorrow. I'll look it up. (It's today) He, of course, wrote The Murders at the Rue Morgue, considered to be the first murder mystery. Wasn't the 'murderer' an ape? Anyway, it is also the first outing of a detective in fiction, namely C. Auguste Dupin and so partially inspired Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes.
This calendar takes you all over the place and I've remembererd things I'd forgotten I knew, like Poe married his cousin when she was 13 and Allan was an adopted name when he was taken in by that family after his mother died.
Television would have struggled to fill the hours without him. Just think of all the programmes that rely on detectives - amateur and professional - to entertain us. I liked early Columbo and the Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes Adventures. And we wouldn't have had Bones either, should the WGA strike ever end. I see the directors got a quick fix. Our pay rise for the next three years came in at 2.45% initially followed by 2.3% in 2009/2010. Of course, British Gas just put their prices up by 15% so that was a short-lived thrill and we don't even get it until September.
Went to Sunderland shopping today. Got a new hat for inclement weather and knickers. How thrilling.
After all the fuss, Newcastle got a goalless draw with Bolton Wanderers in a tedious game. So much for exciting football.
How do you get more icons? I have 105; is that all I can have? Bah!
Today's word is also tomorrow's word. How cheap: covering two days with one word and it's not even a good one: demurderized - pronounced to be not murder.
It is Edgar Allan Poe's birthday, though the calendar doesn't make clear if it's today or tomorrow. I'll look it up. (It's today) He, of course, wrote The Murders at the Rue Morgue, considered to be the first murder mystery. Wasn't the 'murderer' an ape? Anyway, it is also the first outing of a detective in fiction, namely C. Auguste Dupin and so partially inspired Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes.
This calendar takes you all over the place and I've remembererd things I'd forgotten I knew, like Poe married his cousin when she was 13 and Allan was an adopted name when he was taken in by that family after his mother died.
Television would have struggled to fill the hours without him. Just think of all the programmes that rely on detectives - amateur and professional - to entertain us. I liked early Columbo and the Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes Adventures. And we wouldn't have had Bones either, should the WGA strike ever end. I see the directors got a quick fix. Our pay rise for the next three years came in at 2.45% initially followed by 2.3% in 2009/2010. Of course, British Gas just put their prices up by 15% so that was a short-lived thrill and we don't even get it until September.
Went to Sunderland shopping today. Got a new hat for inclement weather and knickers. How thrilling.
So tired and I only taught one proper lesson today. The rest of the time was spent writing my form's reports and trying to keep warm. I wore my hat and coat in the staff room second lesson 'cos it was damp and cold and chucking it down with rain outside and horrid. So we had our first 'Inclement Weather' break arrangements where I had to be in two places at once - literally - as it was also my duty day.
1 Bell rings five minutes before end of lesson 2 to alert us that there will be wet weather. Several members of staff let their classes go because either they are supply or they didn't bother to read last week's staff bulletin. We are normally a bell-less school apart from fire drills and the start of school and the end of lunch, neither of which is at 11.07 when this bell rang.
2 I scoot upstairs to unlock my classroom as it is a designated wet weather room for a class other than my own which is a Year 11 and therefore supposed to report to the dining hall, unless they are a prefect in which case they have to report to their duty classroom which their form tutor may have informed them of (see 1 above) or not. I have my class's posts highlighted on my noticeboard so several turn up to check where they are supposed to be.
3. Two girls from the correct form turn up but no prefects. Bear in mind I am now on duty downstairs at the girls toilets. We are not supposed to leave the students unattended, so I wait with the two girls, sort out my own prefect posts and redirect various lost bits of Year 8 who haven't been told where to go.
4. A prefect arrives but it's a boy so I decide not to leave the girls.
5. At last a girl prefect arrives and I go downstairs to the girls toilets where four year 9 girls are holding a party while ostensibly removing grafitti. I put a stop to the party.
6. Stand guard outside someone else's classroom where no prefects have arrived so he can get a cup of tea.
7. Break ends. I hurry up to my room which is now deserted, full of nickable equipment and open.
What a fiasco for 15 minutes.
I was misled by Sky reporting a sellout. In fact there were fewer there (34,254) than at the Stadium of Light last Sunday dinner time when we had 37,000+ there for a match that was on the telly. Newcastle won 4 - 1 against a team from a lower league. Keegan turned up 20 minutes into the game. More exciting was the defeat of the top team in Division One by a team from the Southern league who are part timers 4 - 2 and their goaly saved a penalty. They play Liverpool at Anfield next round and their owner is taking them to Las Vegas as a reward. The game will mean about £300,000 to them which will keep them going for years. Well done Havant & Waterlooville.
Twofer on the weird words. Yesterday was neezled meaning a little drunk. I was neezled on Tuesday when we went to the quiz and came 2nd so I got the bottle of wine.
Today we have bone-orchard which is, of course, a cemetery. That one sounds like a fanfic title. Which reminds me: I am made of fail having not completed my story for Angel Yay! on IJ. *Hangs head in shame* Sorry, ![[info]](https://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
theantijoss
So tired and I only taught one proper lesson today. The rest of the time was spent writing my form's reports and trying to keep warm. I wore my hat and coat in the staff room second lesson 'cos it was damp and cold and chucking it down with rain outside and horrid. So we had our first 'Inclement Weather' break arrangements where I had to be in two places at once - literally - as it was also my duty day.
1 Bell rings five minutes before end of lesson 2 to alert us that there will be wet weather. Several members of staff let their classes go because either they are supply or they didn't bother to read last week's staff bulletin. We are normally a bell-less school apart from fire drills and the start of school and the end of lunch, neither of which is at 11.07 when this bell rang.
2 I scoot upstairs to unlock my classroom as it is a designated wet weather room for a class other than my own which is a Year 11 and therefore supposed to report to the dining hall, unless they are a prefect in which case they have to report to their duty classroom which their form tutor may have informed them of (see 1 above) or not. I have my class's posts highlighted on my noticeboard so several turn up to check where they are supposed to be.
3. Two girls from the correct form turn up but no prefects. Bear in mind I am now on duty downstairs at the girls toilets. We are not supposed to leave the students unattended, so I wait with the two girls, sort out my own prefect posts and redirect various lost bits of Year 8 who haven't been told where to go.
4. A prefect arrives but it's a boy so I decide not to leave the girls.
5. At last a girl prefect arrives and I go downstairs to the girls toilets where four year 9 girls are holding a party while ostensibly removing grafitti. I put a stop to the party.
6. Stand guard outside someone else's classroom where no prefects have arrived so he can get a cup of tea.
7. Break ends. I hurry up to my room which is now deserted, full of nickable equipment and open.
What a fiasco for 15 minutes.
I was misled by Sky reporting a sellout. In fact there were fewer there (34,254) than at the Stadium of Light last Sunday dinner time when we had 37,000+ there for a match that was on the telly. Newcastle won 4 - 1 against a team from a lower league. Keegan turned up 20 minutes into the game. More exciting was the defeat of the top team in Division One by a team from the Southern league who are part timers 4 - 2 and their goaly saved a penalty. They play Liverpool at Anfield next round and their owner is taking them to Las Vegas as a reward. The game will mean about £300,000 to them which will keep them going for years. Well done Havant & Waterlooville.
Twofer on the weird words. Yesterday was neezled meaning a little drunk. I was neezled on Tuesday when we went to the quiz and came 2nd so I got the bottle of wine.
Today we have bone-orchard which is, of course, a cemetery. That one sounds like a fanfic title. Which reminds me: I am made of fail having not completed my story for Angel Yay! on IJ. *Hangs head in shame* Sorry, theantijoss
that's better
Dec. 29th, 2007 06:16 pmWeather manky this morning and then the sun came out.
Birthday party tres jolly with pizza and snacks and dips, raspberry royale and birthday cake.
We played Sceneit, Lynn held her own and Debra won. She got an iphone for Christmas. They must have money!
Further gifties.
* a blue felt stuffed octopus from Ikea - silly
*The History of Football by Hunter Davies - interesting
*The Battleship Potemkin dvd - that Debra's a tinker.
*Roses choccies - mmmh
*bottle Cabernet Sauvignon - not sampled yet but I am drinking lager at the moment.
that's better
Dec. 29th, 2007 06:16 pmWeather manky this morning and then the sun came out.
Birthday party tres jolly with pizza and snacks and dips, raspberry royale and birthday cake.
We played Sceneit, Lynn held her own and Debra won. She got an iphone for Christmas. They must have money!
Further gifties.
* a blue felt stuffed octopus from Ikea - silly
*The History of Football by Hunter Davies - interesting
*The Battleship Potemkin dvd - that Debra's a tinker.
*Roses choccies - mmmh
*bottle Cabernet Sauvignon - not sampled yet but I am drinking lager at the moment.
prezzies .... again.... already!!!
Dec. 28th, 2007 11:18 amFrom Lou a desk calendar of lost English words for 2008. No doubt I will share them with you as the year unfolds - and there are 366 as it's a Leap Year. My Christmas prezzies from her were ace - a finger torch (I have shocking night vision); a teeshirt with a long thin monarch lying in a drunken stupor with the words lateral thin king on it hee hee and a notebook made from recycled plastic boxes. When it's full I can send it back to the makers and they will recycle it again. I feel all green.
From Sue a lovely woolly scarf and gloves in a fetching natural ecru shade and a wind-up radio, torch, phone charger (see above for how useful that is). Yay! Also two bottles of Chilean red.
Tonight there is a part-ay at Joani's with disguises, games and cards. Squeee! I am taking my Ultimate Movie Quiz and no doubt we'll do charades for clues so Lynn can join in (She's a bit slow on the uptake but we love her).
Boxing Day I went to view the lads against Manchester United. Pitiful fare for 47,360 paying fans but at least I was there for a 4-0 defeat and I saw Ronaldo and Rooney, neither of whom are on my Fantasy team, which, by the way, has suffered a recent reverse that I don't want to dwell on.. Coming out, the aforementioned night blindness kicked in and I found myself walking in completely the wrong direction from where I'd parked the car. Fortunately, I was able to do a circular tour of the back streets of Sunderland and find my way onto recognisable territory but I could have ended up in Shields! (north when I needed to be south of the river). Anyway I managed OK.
TV viewing consisted of my dad watching a 24 hour Two Ronnies marathon like some sort of 80 year old Pavlovian dog. We played cards for pennies after that and then watched Shrek 3 on Boxing night. Quite enjoyed that though there wasn't enough Donkey and Puss action. The girl power bits were funny as was Merlin but I could have done without Justin Timberlake.
That's all for now. Happy Holy Innocents Day to my Catholic readers.
prezzies .... again.... already!!!
Dec. 28th, 2007 11:18 amFrom Lou a desk calendar of lost English words for 2008. No doubt I will share them with you as the year unfolds - and there are 366 as it's a Leap Year. My Christmas prezzies from her were ace - a finger torch (I have shocking night vision); a teeshirt with a long thin monarch lying in a drunken stupor with the words lateral thin king on it hee hee and a notebook made from recycled plastic boxes. When it's full I can send it back to the makers and they will recycle it again. I feel all green.
From Sue a lovely woolly scarf and gloves in a fetching natural ecru shade and a wind-up radio, torch, phone charger (see above for how useful that is). Yay! Also two bottles of Chilean red.
Tonight there is a part-ay at Joani's with disguises, games and cards. Squeee! I am taking my Ultimate Movie Quiz and no doubt we'll do charades for clues so Lynn can join in (She's a bit slow on the uptake but we love her).
Boxing Day I went to view the lads against Manchester United. Pitiful fare for 47,360 paying fans but at least I was there for a 4-0 defeat and I saw Ronaldo and Rooney, neither of whom are on my Fantasy team, which, by the way, has suffered a recent reverse that I don't want to dwell on.. Coming out, the aforementioned night blindness kicked in and I found myself walking in completely the wrong direction from where I'd parked the car. Fortunately, I was able to do a circular tour of the back streets of Sunderland and find my way onto recognisable territory but I could have ended up in Shields! (north when I needed to be south of the river). Anyway I managed OK.
TV viewing consisted of my dad watching a 24 hour Two Ronnies marathon like some sort of 80 year old Pavlovian dog. We played cards for pennies after that and then watched Shrek 3 on Boxing night. Quite enjoyed that though there wasn't enough Donkey and Puss action. The girl power bits were funny as was Merlin but I could have done without Justin Timberlake.
That's all for now. Happy Holy Innocents Day to my Catholic readers.
