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Welcome Stavertongirl . So sorry of your sad loss but feel sure that you will enjoy our group and make many new friends here. The meetups are great if you can manage to get to one. Don't worry about not knowing anyone they will soon make you feel at home.

I've got carried away trying to locate the area where Occitan is spoken and quite surprisingly its spoken very near to us and as far afield as Calabria in the south of Italy. Its also spoken in Monaco and Liguria. Theres a video of a town called Guardia in Calabria that have had an Occitan week with all the national costumes etc . Very intersting. It is a mix of spanish, french piemontese and if I remember well Rumanian.

I was aware that there was a Spanish lilt somewhere. I keep listening to it

My goodness Jonab no wonder you can't understand it. Listening carefully it sounds like a mix of languages ...I'll have to listen to it again. Yes the tendency is a bit Piemontese and theres Italian words that are very clearly recognisable. I don't speak French but understand a little ( BIL lives in Grenoble so do hear it spoken frequently) but if I listen to it carefully maybe I would be able to understand. The subtitles wouldn't help me.

Jonab if the dialect is similar to Piemontese I'm not surprised you can't get your head round it. Wonder what part of N Italy.? Our next doors neighbour was True piemontese and she would always speak to me in her dialect. I continued to tell her I didnt understand but it made no difference. I have a few phrases that I understand but for the life of me I can't say them.

Margie its true we both could do with a rest. My husband should have retired by now but helping your own offspring things don't quite work out well. My husbands assistant chef , a 22 yr old girl and brilliant chef has decided she wants to live with her boyfriend. Nothing wrong in that and I'm happy she's in love but she has left to live quite a long way from the restaurant. My husband now besides his own work is now in the difficult and frustrating situation of training 2 new assistant chefs or rather apprentice chefs. So he has less time at home, is very very tired and sleeps when he gets hom

Thanks Loppy I do try to not let it get to me but I'm a very positive person. It does help.

When we were returning home from Australia my husband had bought a big chefs knife. Being on the safe side we declared it, no problem we're still using it. It was in hold luggage not carry on baggage.

Thanks Margie. Mum is bedridden through her own fault.When she came out of hospital she went into a rehab home and was there a month ( a month in hospital too) The physiotherapists started her walking again but she never wanted to do the exercises. The consultant told me before she came home that she would never walk again if she hadnt got the will to do so. She started with the bedsores in hosptal last september which were being treated but she kept coming up with these big blisters so it got a vicious circle. The nurses turned her every 1/2 hr but she would always lean over to one side

I love accents . Even in nearby villages it can change. Here theres a variety of dialects some I understand and some I get the gist but others forget it. The dialects here are also written dialects not just written how you think it should be written. We live in Piemonte and I have problems understanding some who speak at an incredible speed. Sicilian I have no problems .

Not a good start to the day. Went to see mum this morning. She's beginning to or rather getting worse for not realising where she is. This morning she told me I looked like death warmed up. ( nothing new in that as she's never given me a compliment) Anyway she started asking me about the bank of grass opposite her bed. ( she has a view of someones garden) and if there was a tea chest, because there was a man who came to feed the fox ( remember her pal Freddie who came to be fed in her garden). Then this man went around the schools telling children about slugs and snails and to look in their ga

Beautiful Lizzie a bit like Cinque Terra here.Maybe not quite so high though. Glad you enjoyed it, looked like you'd caught a bit of the last of the sun.

Yesterday I was looking for a standard lamp that we moved out of the way. Its not an ordinary lamp the base is wavy with hooks to hold 3 fairly large lanterns for candles. I looked everywhere but couldn't find the base. I already had the lanterns cleaned. It was in the middle of 2 armchairs that were pushed together. I just couldn't see the base. With everything being upset we just can't find anything.

Had a good laugh at our stupidity, but glad I'm not the only one.

Phew thought you were banished forever

The other day, now you will think I'm dulally but at the time I was very worried. As most of you know we have 3 dogs plus my daughters dog that I look after when she's working. I had let them outside for a run and only 3 came back in. ok one has sneaked in and is curled up somewhere. so off I go looking for the missing one, couldn't find her anywhere. Lulu is very tiny so looking for her is difficult if she goes into hiding or under a blanket. I called and called her with no success until I realised I had her in my arms. I felt so foolish. " Tomorrow they're coming to take me away haha"

Yes I'm white background too and its starting to hurt my eyes. Although my eyes are sore to start with. Maybe I should rest them instead.

Stan Laurel was born in Ulveston where a lot of my ancestors came from. The last one being my paternal grandfather and an aunt. Lovely town, I went there frequently as a child.

Are you banished there to cook your own dinner?

I use to see him a lot in town. One day my brother had been for a drink with his mates and had come home when he mentioned to dad that he'd seen Albert Brown. My dad went berserk and told him to stay away from him. Dad was a policeman and probably knew what most Notts people didnt. By the way it was a wig he wore ( mostly at a jaunty angle) It looked more like a mop than a wig.

We have 2 satnavs, a tomtom and a cheap one. We dont use them much as the last few years weve not travelled much. A few years ago when one of my grandsons was learning to swim I use to take him to a nearby spa. I knew exactly how to get there but was convinced there was a shorter route. So setting the SN to continue the quickest route I set off. So far so good until I entered the area where the spa was. " turn right and straight on....recalculating...at the next exit turn left, after 200 m turn " you get the gist. I finished up going round in circles and eventually got stuck as I couldnt turn

Wait a bit Compo theres a whole lot more stuff to go in it. We have a store room that is so overflowing that I can hardly get to my freezer.

Hope theres plenty to eat....er mean do. Well done you must have a sweet face and disposition Melissa

You missed an entertainer, he was very comical. Phil

Phil, this anesthetist .was Dr Crawford who lived in R.o.T.