Stress Management

Subject: an eight-step stress management technique. Just in case you've had a rough day, here is an eight-step stress management technique recommended in the latest psychological texts.

Useful For :Stress Management;

1. Picture yourself near a stream.

2. Birds are softly chirping in the cool mountain air.

3. No one but you knows your secret place.

4. You are in total seclusion from the hectic world.

5. The soothing sound of a gentle waterfall fills the air with a cascade of serenity.

6. The water is crystal clear.

7. You can easily make out the face of the person you're holding underwater.

8. See? You're smiling already.

Saturday Satire : Blonde Thinking

Blonde was leaving her friends house in Gala last night - opened the door - seeing all the rain and flooding - friend says to Blonde - you must stay here tonight - wait a minute I'll go and make up the spare room! 

Half an hour later she came back down stairs to find her Blonde friend dripping wet "Why are you soaking wet?" Blonde replied "Aw - if we're having a sleepover I nipped home for my jammies!!!

Saturday Satire : Grandad

A woman in a supermarket happens upon a grandfather and his badly behaved three-year-old grandson.

It's obvious to her that grandad has his hands full with the child screaming for sweets in the sweet aisle, biscuits in the biscuit aisle, same for fruit, cereal and soft drinks in their respective aisles. Meanwhile, grandad is working his way around, saying in a controlled voice, "Easy Edward, we won't be long. Easy, boy."

Another outburst, and she hears grandad calmly say, "It's okay, Edward. Just a couple more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."



At the checkout, the little terror is throwing items out of the trolley, and grandad, again in a controlled voice, says, "Edward, Edward, relax, don't get upset. We'll be home in five minutes. Stay cool, Edward."

Very impressed, the woman goes outside where grandad is loading his shopping and the boy into the car. "You know, it's none of my business, but you were amazing in there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time, you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. Edward is very lucky to have you as his grandad."

"Thanks very much," said grandad, "but I'm Edward, the little so-and-so is called Jack."

I Wish...

that people would be kinder to others

that politicians would work together and unite in getting this country back on its feet

that the services, army, navy and raf would be respected not reviled

that fireworks would be only licenced for the few days around November 5th

that drivers would be more careful around other road users, particularly motorcycles

that the homeless would be able to get shelter

that the emergency services would be treated with respect, forget the prank calls it could be someone's life

that the elderly be given the care and help they need, so they don't go cold and hungry

that for one day a year we respect the fallen of previous conflicts and the sacrifice they made so that we might be able to speak freely
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what would you add?

Why are they selling Poppies Mummy?
Selling poppes in town today,
The poppies, child, are flowers of love
for those brave men who marched away

But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?
Why not a beautiful rose?
Because my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppies grow.

But why are the poppies so red, Mummy?
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child,
The blood that our soldiers shed.

The heart of the poppy is black Mummy.
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief
for the men who never came back.

But why, Mummy, are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain.
My tears are my fears for you my child,
For the world is forgetting again.

(Author unknown)

Saturday Satire : Three Convicts

Three convicts - an Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scotsman, were on their way to prison.

They were each allowed to take one item with them to help them occupy their time while incarcerated. On the bus, the Scotsman turned to the Englishman and said, "So pal - whadda bring with yer?"

The Englishman pulled out a box of paints and stated that he intended to paint anything he could. He wanted tobecome the "Picasso of Prison". Then he asked the Scotsman, "So, my good man -what did you bring?"

The Scotsman pulled out a deck of cards and grinned and said, "I brought cards. I can play poker, solitaire, gin, and any number of games."

The Irish convict was sitting quietly aside, grinning to himself. The other two took notice and the Englishman asked, "Why are you so smug? What did you bring?"

The Irishman pulled out a box of tampons and smiled. He said, "I brought these."

The other two were puzzled and asked, "What can you do with those?"

He grinned and pointed to the box and said, "Well according to the box, I can go horseback riding, swimming, roller-skating...............

FSID

A very good cause, and you can find out more details here :

a friend of mine fundraises for this charity and has a number of items on ebay to raise funds, see here

I think it is a wonderful cause, and would love you all to support it by looking at the items and perhaps bidding on one or two..

a paperclip, just an ordinary silver paperclip went for over £5.00 and the lovely items on here are too nice to sell for less than this and many of them could be your christmas presents to others this year.

Hopefully you will support it as the auction items end tomorrow,

Saturday Satire : The Contractor

A woman wants the inside of her house painted and she calls a contractor in to help her. They wander around the house, and she points out the colors she wants. She says, "Now, in the living room, I'd like to have a neutral beige, very soft and warm."

The contractor nods, pulls out his pad of paper and writes on it.
 
 Then he goes to the window, leans out and yells, "Green side up!"

The woman is most perplexed but she lets it slide. They wander into the next room. She says, "In the dining room I'd like a light white, not stark, but very bright and airy." The contractor nods, pulls out his pad of paper and writes on it. 

 

Then he goes to the window, leans out, and yells "Green side up"!

 

 The woman is even more perplexed but still lets it slide. They wander further into the next room. She says "In the bedroom, I'd like blue. Restful, peaceful, cool blue."

The contractor nods, pulls out his pad of paper and writes on it. Then once more he goes to the window, leans out and yells "Green side up"! 

 

This is too much. The woman has to ask. So she says, "Every time I tell you a color, you write it down, but then you yell out the window 'Green side up.' What on earth does that mean?"

The contractor shakes his head and says, "I have four blondes laying a lawn across the street."

Skyfall

Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
When worlds collide, and days are dark
You may have my number, you can take my name
But you'll never have my heart

Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

(C) lyrics by Adele

I went to the cinema last night to see the new James Bond movie Skyfall. My mum used to be a big fan of the films but I could take or leave them; despite my love for Sean Connery.

But then came Daniel Craig, Casino Royale and then Quantum of Solace and now Skyfall.. no more playing for humour he is hard, dark and muscular and human, most important human. You begin to see behind the character to the real James Bond, what drives him and why he is good at what he does. No stiff upper lip for him, he is brutal and tough yet tender at times and the gratuitous sex scenes (Pierce Brosnan, Roger Moore) are few which makes this more up to date.

I loved this new film, came away looking forward to many more opportunities to spend with my new hero, and hoping that he never tires of the role.

Not giving away any of the outcomes of the film, just in case you wondered. If you want to know what happens then you need to go and see it and I may well treat myself to another viewing at some point in time

Teacher's Pet?

Graduation Day - 26th October 2012 

Truro Cathedral

Post Graduate Certificate in Education

Saturday Satire : The Funeral

A woman was leaving a convenience store with her
morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession
approaching the nearby cemetery.

A long black hearse was followed by a second long
black hearse about 50 feet behind the
first one. Behind the second hearse was a solitary
woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her, a short distance

back, were about 200 women walking single file.

The woman was so curious that she respectfully
approached the woman walking the dog and said,
"I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a
bad time to disturb you, but I have never seen a funeral like this.
Whose
funeral is it?"

"My husband's."

"What happened to him?"

The woman replied, "My dog attacked and killed him."

She inquired further, "Well, who is in the second hearse?"

The woman answered, "My mother-in-law. She was
trying to help my husband when the dog turned on her."

A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two women.

"Can I borrow the dog?"

"You'll need to get in line."

Prescription Fee Increases

The General Medical Association has weighed in on the Prime Minister's prescription fee increase.

The Allergists voted to scratch it, but the Dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves.

The Gastroenterologists had a sort of a gut feeling about it, but the neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of nerve.

The Obstetricians felt they were all labouring under a misconception. Ophthalmologists considered the idea short-sighted.

Pathologists yelled, "Over my dead body!" while the Paediatricians said, "Oh, Grow up!"

The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while the Radiologists could see right through it.

The Surgeons were fed up with the cuts and decided to wash their hands of the whole thing.

The ENT specialists didn't swallow it, and just wouldn't hear of it . The Pharmacologists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, and the Plastic Surgeons said, "This puts a whole new face on the matter...."

The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists were pissed off at the whole idea.

The Anaesthetists thought the whole idea was a gas, but the Cardiologists didn't have the heart to say no.

In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the arseholes in London!