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To liitle boy walking down Main Street, from kindly cuddly granny:
Now eat up your dough ring, it'll put muscles on ya'.

Aaaaagh !

marjoram_blues wrote:To liitle boy walking down Main Street, from kindly cuddly granny:
Now eat up your dough ring, it'll put muscles on ya'.

Far more likely to make him fat and rot his teeth. I suspect the granny wasn't as cuddly as she appeared to be.

Harbal wrote:

marjoram_blues wrote:To liitle boy walking down Main Street, from kindly cuddly granny:
Now eat up your dough ring, it'll put muscles on ya'.

Far more likely to make him fat and rot his teeth. I suspect the granny wasn't as cuddly as she appeared to be.

Indeed. I can't believe that she believed that it was true. The dough ring was an easy thing to buy. I wonder if the parents either knew or cared.

marjoram_blues wrote: Indeed. I can't believe that she believed that it was true.

Some grannies are so anxious to be liked by their grand kids that all other considerations take second place.

Harbal wrote:

marjoram_blues wrote: Indeed. I can't believe that she believed that it was true.

Some grannies are so anxious to be liked by their grand kids that all other considerations take second place.

Aw, I never thought of that. Kinda sweet in a way...
And to think I would have shoved the granny aff the bus

Have you ever felt tempted to intervene in any street situation - or felt awful at not having said something ?

Several years ago I was making several trips a week to the Post Office and the Bank and I would take my grandson with me. After awhile the tellers at the bank and the clerks at the PO and my grandson knew that I was not going to let him get a lollipop, so they didn't even ask. After my granddaughter was born I would take her along as well and right after she started walking, she was in the bank with me and without asking, she just walked into the one office, got a lollipop and started eating it. I couldn't really do much about it. It took awhile for her to learn that I wasn't going to let her have a lollipop.

thedoc wrote:Several years ago I was making several trips a week to the Post Office and the Bank and I would take my grandson with me. After awhile the tellers at the bank and the clerks at the PO and my grandson knew that I was not going to let him get a lollipop, so they didn't even ask. After my granddaughter was born I would take her along as well and right after she started walking, she was in the bank with me and without asking, she just walked into the one office, got a lollipop and started eating it. I couldn't really do much about it. It took awhile for her to learn that I wasn't going to let her have a lollipop.

Lollipops to lure the kids into opening an account. Don't take sweeties from strange men ( or anyone!). I remember my first introduction to fruit rather than sweets. It was by a lady sitting opposite me and Mum on a double-decker bus. We were on lower level - smokers went upstairs and I used to get travel sick from mix of cig and fuel fumes.

The lady was eating grapes from a paper bag and offered me a few before getting off and leaving me with the rest of the fruit. I loved her for that. Nice lady.

Not so nice was the person who lit up a fag right under the 'No Smoking' sign. I objected as only an obnoxious young girl can do.
Wasn't so much about breaking the rules, more about someone getting up my nose.
Some things never change!
And other things do - for better and for worse.

There are now smoke-free public areas; less fumy transport; banks closing down and post offices found in a corner of a convenience strore. Some peoople are wary of offering anything to a young child, even a smile. Etc, etc...

'It'll put hair on your chest.' I still love using that one when speaking with the ladies lol!

Dalek Prime wrote:'It'll put hair on your chest.' I still love using that one when speaking with the ladies lol!

What will? I wanna know!
Oh no, don't tell me...

Eat up the end crusts, they'll make your hair curl.

marjoram_blues wrote:

Dalek Prime wrote:'It'll put hair on your chest.' I still love using that one when speaking with the ladies lol!

What will? I wanna know!
Oh no, don't tell me...

Eat up the end crusts, they'll make your hair curl.

I would have to grow hair first. Argh! I could have had curly hair!

I think it was anything that tasted bad, but your parents wanted you to eat. I recall one older boy telling me to eat my crusts, though I always did anyways. I just liked eating the middle first. If I could recall who he was, I choke him with crust now lol!

My son was working for exterminators, and was spraying insecticides and herbicides, when he developed Lymphoma. He went through chemo therapy and finally was in full remission. When his hair grew back out is was curly and after a few months went straight like it was before the chemo. That was about 20 years ago and he hasn't had any remissions, but he works for a landscaper and won't go near the chemical building, he even stands back when someone else is spraying roundup.

One that I used to hear a lot when growing up was "eat the potato skins, that's where all the nutrition is", but I thought, why would the potato plant put nutrients in the skin, that was just there to protect the meat of the potato from the dirt it was growing in? So I looked it up and there are nutrients in the skin but there is a different mix there than is in the meat of the potato. What really got me was that when the potato sprouted a new plant and grew, the roots went into the meat, not into the skin, So any nutrients in the skin are just there by chance, and not for the nutrition of the new plant.

I try to avoid potato, period. Almost all starch. Give me bright colourful veg any day. Cyan, orange. Rich colours.

"Be quiet, stop ringing the bell and sit still or the driver will get angry with you."
No love, if I was to get angry it'd be with you as I saw your kid drinking a cheap energy drink before getting on my bus.

Not overheard but a quiet fav of mine,

"Smile they said, things could be worse. So I did...and they were."