Oops... sorry Moomin... you should probably not read that post above!

*makes note to self not to go out for the evening with Ditty*

   but...but...but... I was the victim of vomiting.... not the guilty party!

Aw sorry, Ditty  but you seem to attract vomiters!!

*considers*.... ok, I suppose there was a few years when I was unlucky in terms of being vomitted on!   

I am older and wiser now... the kids are old enough to go and hug the loo alone....  I would never sit next to anyone in a club who was retching (who the hell am I kidding... it would be a miracle if I was in a club!!)...   and I can say with certainty that won't be going to see the Cranberries in concert again!

Fair enough - I may risk it then!!

Surely that's something that happenes when the bairnes are wee.

Oh yes, rats!! The very thought of them makes me shudder.

I've conciously slept in my friend's sick on more than one occaision.The first time I was really desperate for a bed/sleep and the second time she was sick on me but I was too tired to move so I just went back to sleep. This is quite disgusting. I'm not sure why I'm admitting these...

Yes...  usually when they are about waist high...and hopefully not looking up!

Maz... that is pretty gross!!!

My friend once proved her friendship beyond the call of duty...    she caught my sick in her hands... we were in my parents lounge... I had been drinking pernod & Blackcurrant... she saved the carpet.... and my life!  they would have killed me... the carpet was pale & new!

Well done her! That's quite amazing.

Another lovely encounter I had was when two of my friends had to be taken to casualty from drinking and they were just sprawled on the pavement and I had to keep cleaning their sick off of them with my jumper and they kept demanding I held their sicky hands so of course I had to. I could smell it in my nostrils for at least a day afterwards

ooooh Maz... that is nasty!!!

Tell me they learned from the incident...  tell me they are a bit more careful now?

There was  that awful accident a few years back when a poor woman was dragged under an escalator to her death.I still look at them a bit warily and think..."If this bugger malfunctions i'll lift me legs up sideways and ride the hand rails!"

Er...yes

I should have properly explained that one, they weren't having to go to have their stomaches pumped or anything, they were just so drunk they were refusing to move and we had to walk them a mile back to one of their houses and it had taken us half an hour to get them around the corner so we thought the only thing to do would be to get them into somewhere like the casualty.

 


&....  ooooh... I bet the A&E staff loved you lot on a busy saturday night!

Yeahh, I know. I felt quite bad about that aspect of it

*shrugs*   choice between leaving them on the pavement... dragging them across the pavement by their ankles, banging their heads on the pavement... or just cutting out the serious injury stuff and going straight to the A&E stage....   if you look at it like that.. then you kinda saved them having to do too much work on your friends


And that is what I call spin!

*Makes a note of having Ditty on hand in case of explaining predicaments away*

Well if I  Have longer legged trousers on,I always pull them up a bit on an escalator and keep well away from the sides.So many accidents on those feckers are caused by clothing getting caught in the teeth as the mechanism moves and "dives" at the top of the staircase..

lol.... sorry Katty, didn't mean to leave you worrying away about the perils of escalators!

I did used to imagine how horrid it would be if your hair got caught up in one...  but that didn't used to stop me letting my feet slide off on the bottom step at the end of the ride...   me mum used to bollock me every time!

I do hate baggage carousels at airports though.... ever since I saw a little girl with a badly cut finger in baggage reclaim...  she'd sliced it whilst messing on the carousel!

*am so gonna look for a woman holding her trouser legs up like a petticoat when next on the escalator in Debenhams*

Balloons...........Touching them.......seeing people blowing them up......static from them.

Brillo pads   Can't touch them.
My mouth puckers up at the mere thought of them.

Someone else mentioned previously clowns, and ventriloquist dummys......heebie-jeebies

I've got a friend who hates them as well, especially the squeak they make when you rub your hand across them, he's the same with plastic bags as well.

more difficult to avoid on a day to day basis than balloons!

He must be very supportive of the 'bring your own bag or we will charge you for a carrier' schemes!

fork scraping on teeth... it doesn't scare me though... i just can't stand it...  like nails on a chalkboard!

Maaaaryyyy   Not seen you in ages  

Balloons are the devils work.........Try telling your kids at Birthday party time that the shop was sold out of them.

OOhh another horror a la bullet head from Masterchef, and why does he take forever to take the fork out of his mouth

Hello Ditty

I know! My internet keeps messing me about as of late, just after I'd come back from my long jaunt without it as well! It's nice to be back though and seeing everyone about the place again

Oh dear!

BOO

*Faints*