Things I’ve Learned This Week

Happy Christmas (well, nearly)!

We’ve all got two more sleeps before Christmas, and I would like to remind you that Father Christmas is STILL taking note of his naughty list, so don’t you think you can get away with swearing behind your mothers back, or blaming your brother/sister for breaking the window … OR blaming Grandma for that noise! (or the smell which followed it!).

On my own personal Naughty List is the name of one certain blogging site who, I think, must be doing some changes or updates or geeky gizmo stuff which has prevented me from working on this post yesterday and scheduling it to post in the early hours of this morning!  I tried again to bring this post to the blog here, at around 9.30 this morning, but each time I loaded the admin pages, the whole thing stalled and eventually the window closed down.  Everything else worked perfectly – I could get up any page on the web I asked it to – from Google to Amazon to an online newspaper site which is heavy on images and script (and adverts) and they all loaded perfectly.  But WordPress … wouldn’t.  So WordPress is currently on the Naughty List.  Hmmmpff!


I’ve learned one or two things this week, and I’m here to share them with you.   Have you got your drink ready on the side?;  seatbelt on?;  suitcase packed and stored in the over-head locker?;  false teeth in the private cup to your left?  Ready?  Steady?  GO ….

This week I’ve learned that I shouldn’t give my dog – the beautiful Belly [on Legs], one of her Christmas Presents early.  I bought her an incredibly soft new blankey for her bed.  It’s vintage Christmas red on one side – looks and feels like the most expensive velvet known to man.  On the reverse is some sort of furry fleecy stuff which HAD to have been spun in Heaven I’m convinced that it’s the stuff which Angels must sleep on.

The whole blanket looks like I’ve stolen a throw from Father Christmas’s house!

I couldn’t wait to give it to Miss Belly [on legs] so I untied it from its red ribbon, and held it for her to sniff.   She got ridiculously excited . . .  so I unfolded it and draped it over her bed.  She sniffed ….  wagged her tail and jumped straight on.

Well, this obviously hissed Alf Capone (Used Furniture Dealer  –  and one of our 3 Cats)  off royally,  and to show his hissed offness he clambered all over The Belly until she got cross and got off her new blankey and came to tell me to make him stop it.  Sadly, Alf Capone (Used Furniture Dealer) by this time had snuggled himself into the blanket and when I mentioned his name (with a complaining whine to my voice) he gave me one of *those* looks which clearly said “You have NO chance of getting me off this blanket.  EVER

Alf Capone snuggled down and pretending to be asleep on Belly’s new Christmas Blanket. tsk tsk.

The result of this was – the following day Mr. Cobs and I went back to the shop and bought two more of the blankeys.  Both of them in the same colour as this red one, so that none of our four legs  could tell the difference.  Now all the beds in the Living Room match, and they all look like I’ve mugged Santa.

Now comes a warning.


Meet Sewchi.  (Say it like you’d say Sushi – the Japanese cooked vinegared rice dish, normally combined with other ingredients such as seafood,  vegetables,  etc.  Other rice dishes are available – as they say on TV here in the UK).

The above photograph tells you all you need to know about Sewchi.  She’s not my cat.  She belongs to Daughter No.2.  Well, no, to be really truthful, she actually belongs to Little Cobs (Grandson), son of Daughter No.2 and Son-in-law.  Sewchi was bought for Little Cobs, and he adores her.  He’ll freely tell you that Sewchi is his “bestest fwend”.  But, as the above photograph shows, Sewchi is a few sandwiches short of the full picnic.


Little Cobs and his Cat.  Where ever he is, she is.  He loves her, and the feeling is entirely mutual.

Daughter No.2 has now proven what I’ve always suspected  . . .  she, like the cat, has a few screws missing.    Read on, dear reader. Read on.  For this is a story which must be told  . . .

No.2 is married to the handsome SiL, and they have miracle child, who most of you know by the name I call him:-  ‘Little Cobs‘.  She also has a dog and three cats.  I think she’s copying me, but if she’s going to copy anyone then I can’t think of a better person.  (yes, I really am joking).

She loves her animals and looks after them really well.  Tiny tidbits of treats now and again, lovely bedding, special beds, toys, etc.  They aren’t spoilt, but they’re very much loved.

One of the little ‘treats’ she gives her cats is Catnip. Catnip is another name for the herb Nepeta cataria  and  relative of oregano and spearmint.   Nepeta cataria is a pretty common plant, often found along highways.  HOWEVER ….  Don’t feed your cat any wild Nepeta cataria  which you might find along the side of the road, as it could contain an array of pesticides and very harmful chemicals.

There’s a substance in the make up of Catnip which it’s thought mimics a cat pheromone which binds to a cat’s olfactory receptors to produce catnip’s unique response.  The effects of catnip on pets range from arousal to euphoria,  and some cats drool and meow with pleasure.

 You can find more about Catnip  HERE.

No.2 was dishing out a tiny bit of catnip and turned around, forgetting that she’d left the lid off the catnip jar.  Using the photographs that Daughter No.2 took at the time, I’ll help tell the story of

What Happened the Day Sewchi Catnipped Herself!

Sewchi is a truly beautiful British Short-hair Cat with incredible fur of soft, smokey grey She really is a bit of a dopey sort of thing.  She behaves and re-acts to things in such comical ways, but her over-riding best character trait is that she’s an amazing friend to Little Cobs, and loves nothing more than to snuggle with him or sit by him while Little Cobs is playing.  However … like a lot of cats, she has a weakness for Catnip.

When she saw that the lid had been left off the Capnip jar she moseyed on over and ….


. . .  stuck her head into the open jar, and took a looooong deeeeeep  sniff.  However, she couldn’t reach it with her nose,  or her tongue, so she tried another way . . .


. . .  this gave her more success (as you can see by the bits on the floor) …  but it still wasn’t satisfactory to her.  So she ‘accidentally’  tipped the jar over.


Ohh, she rolled in it, rubbing her cheeks, her head, her back … everywhere she could rub, she rubbed.  She was so much in pleasure land that eventually,  this happened  . . .


See the pleasure in those paws?  She lay on her back, on a fluffy blanket,  and crashed into pleasureland.  Her feet were curled up all tight and she was so incredibly happy at that moment that nothing on earth could have upset her.  Nothing.  Mummy could have offered her fresh Salmon and she couldn’t have cared less.  She was the most ultimate H.A.P.P.Y.  she could ever have been.  A little later …. she slept it off, peacefully – if ever so slightly drunk.


And now ... she’s looking forward to Father Christmas bringing her own supply of the stuff of her dreams ….  but Mummy doesn’t hold out any hope.  Mummy says that she’s going to be fully in charge of catnip in future.  Sewchi wishes you a very . . .


So … let that be a warning to all you cat people out there.  Don’t expect your cat to be sensible about these things, because sensible doesn’t work when Catnip is involved.  😀  And I’ve learned that any Catnip toys I make for my own four leg family members will have to have very tough seams!

Oh … and it’s not just house cats or domesticated cats who like Catnip . . .


I’ve also learned this week:

US scientists calculated that Santa would have to visit 822 homes a second to deliver all the world’s presents on Christmas Eve, travelling at 650 miles a second.

If you have children or Grandchildren visiting or in your home coming up to Christmas day, there is a lovely Google Santa Tracker you can visit, both to track Santa’s progress and also some games to play and various bits and clicks, which you can find  HERE <— CLICK

NEARLY 60 million Christmas trees are grown each year in Europe.

THE word Christmas comes from the Old English “Cristes maesse” meaning “Christ’s Mass”.

KISSING under the mistletoe is thought to spring from Frigga, the Norse goddess of love, who was associated with the plant.

THE highest-grossing Christmas movie is 2000’s How The Grinch Stole Christmas, which has raked in £175m so far.  And … as a little bit of extra information …  I’m actually watching this very film as I type this!

GOLD-wrapped chocolate coins commemorate St Nicholas who gave bags of gold coins to the poor.

THE first Christmas celebrated in Britain is thought to have been in York in 521AD.

Do we have a ‘Christmas spirit’ network in our brains?

A Danish study has identified what could be described as a “Christmas spirit” network in the brain.  The researchers recruited a group of people who celebrate Christmas, and a group who do not.  Using fMRI scans – which detect blood flow in the brain to identify which areas are activated – they investigated which parts of the subjects’ brains responded to be being shown Christmassy and non-Christmassy images. They found that certain areas of the brain were much more highly activated in the festive group than the control group when they were shown the former group of pictures.  The Christmas spirit network exists in the sensory motor cortex, pre-motor and primary motor cortex and the parietal lobule; these areas have been associated with spirituality and recognition of facial emotion, among other functions.

Exchanging Christmas cards could be a form of social-climbing

Far from being an act of generosity, exchange of Christmas cards is sometimes used as an opportunity for social-climbing, as people are more likely to reciprocate card-giving with people they are interested in scoring points with. Previous research has shown that people reciprocate card-giving even with complete strangers. A study conducted in 2000 at West Texas A&M University took this a step further, arranging the exchange of nearly 600 Christmas cards between strangers of different social classes. They found that perception of high status increased the likelihood of a sender getting a response, and the effect was even more pronounced among low-income receivers of the cards. High-status strangers – such as doctors, lawyers and CEOs – received responses for 1 in every 5 cards they sent, with few recipients so much as asking about their identity.

Candy canes used to be “pure white”

Few things say Christmas more than those sugary sticks of red and white deliciousness. There was a time, however, when they weren’t red and white.(Although we imagine they were still pretty tasty.) The familiar Christmas treats started popping up around the 17th century as Europeans started using trees to celebrate the Christian holiday season and made special foods to decorate them with. Candy canes first appeared around 1670 when a cathedral choirmaster would hand out the all-white confections to children to keep them occupied during Christmas mass. While no one knows exactly who gave candy canes their stripes, one (unproven) theory has it that the “J” shape was once meant to stand for Jesus and the three stripes represent the Holy Trinity. (Red is meant to represent the blood of Christ).  Chew over that the next time you bite into a candy cane!
Mr. Cobs taught me something this week which I didn’t know before and I wondered if you knew this … so I’m including it so that you can quote this over Christmas, and everyone will knocked out by how clever you are.  Not Christmas themed, but ….
Do you know where the ‘sleep tight’ bit came from when you say  “Night night. Sleep tight”?
It derives from the fact that they used to use ropes on beds to support mattresses.  And the tighter the rope, the more comfortable the sleep.  Hence … Night Night,  Sleep Tight.
I’d never heard that before!
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A few jokes to tell once you’ve had your Christmas Day Sherry …
Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Wayne who?
Wayne in a manger…!
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Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Oakham who?
Oakham all ye faithful…!
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Knock Knock
Who’s there!
Anna who?
Anna partridge in a pear tree.
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Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Igloo who?
Igloo Suzie like I knew Suzie!
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Q: Whats the difference between the Christmas alphabet and the ordinary alphabet?
A: The Christmas alphabet has Noel.
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Q: What do you call people who are afraid of Santa Claus?
A: Claustrophobic.
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What do you call an obnoxious reindeer?
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Q: What do you call an elf who sings?   . . . . .
A: a wrapper!
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Why are Christmas trees so fond of the past?
Because the present’s beneath them.
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Why does Santa Claus go down the chimney on Christmas Eve?
Because it soot’s him.

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and finally . . .
What do reindeer hang on their Christmas trees?


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All that is left for me to do now is . . . .   wish you a very happy Christmas.  May Peace fill your home and love fill your heart.  Presents are just such a lovely way of someone showing they love you enough to go to the trouble of shopping with you on their mind.  However, the very greatest gift someone can give you is their time, for in giving their time, they are giving you themselves.  So just because someone might not spend money to say I love and care about you,  if they’re giving you their time, even if it’s just to stop and have a few friendly words at the front gate, then that’s a show of their respect and admiration for you, because, right now it’s a busy time of year, so if they spare a few of their minutes to share with you, then I think that’s the most wonderful, caring gift.

If I could send you a gift, I would send you a box of 365 rolled up little notes and quotes.  One for each day of the coming year.  Each note/quote would be designed to make you smile as you read it.  For I would love to know that I could make you smile even on those days when a smile is the last thing you think you can muster.

Sending you the happiest of Christmas Wishes.  Be good to each other.



Author: The Art of Cobwebs - aka:- thecobweboriumemporium

Hello. I'm 'Cobwebs'. I live in a wee little cottage in the South of England, aptly called Cobweb Cottage. This little dwelling really is a cobweb factory. Not inside (well, occasionally) - but outside - flipping heck! This information should give you a clue as to why my blog is called The Art of Cobwebs aka: The Cobweborium Emporium. I've been arty and crafty from a very young age, and although my crafts have sometimes turned a corner and taken me in another direction, I've always crafted in some way, shape or form. One day, in the blink of an eye, life changed somewhat for me and the consequences were many. I had to find a new way of being 'artistic'. Card making; scrap-booking; producing ATC's and ACEO's; needle felting; Polymer clay; painting- but in a more relaxed style than I had before, and sewing, - are all things which I visit, as and when life allows. I've fairy recently become a Textile Artist and am enjoying this new creative outlet very much as it offers me so much scope for letting my imagination run through a grassy field and feel the wind in my hair - (mentally, of course). I love to create. To make things. I truthfully believe that the best gifts in the world are those in which you've given your time, rather than your cash. Thank you so much for visiting. Please visit my blog (link below) and have a look around. I'm sure you'll find something to enjoy, even if it's only a handful of jokes! (yes, seriously - there really are jokes!) Wishing you a truly blessed rest of your day! ~ Cobs. <3

34 thoughts on “Things I’ve Learned This Week”

  1. Love it! Happy Christmas to you and your Family Cobs! Nearly, yes…Wonderful post as always! Limited catnip for sure 🙂 lol Sewchi ( I had to go back to look at the spelling) is something else! Of course you had to purchase more beds for all your fur kids! Sending love and hugs Cobs. xxxxx

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    1. Hello lovely Ruthie.
      Thank you so much for coming to visit. A truly beautiful gift of your time.

      Yes, I’m forever tickled about the cat’s name. But, it seems to suit her, and she certainly knows it.
      Wishing you a very happy Christmas. May your days be peppered with smiles.
      Sending love ~ Cobs. x


  2. Hehe, love the jokes again. Noel 😂 So much to be learned, I discovered planning when to wrap presents is futile as it is guaranteed that no one will go to sleep at the proper time that night. Also I’d better not daughter tell any police people about our house as apparently we have Christmas ‘detonations’ on the ceiling. Fear not, they are just a few paperchains and so on. Have a wonderful Christmas weekend x x

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    1. Christmas DETONATIONS on the ceiling!! Oh how absolutely, perfectly, brilliant! From this point on, decorations will be known only as Detonations. I LOVE it!

      Mrs. Craft, you’ve given me the biggest smile of my day. From ear to ear!
      I also remember the difficulty of trying to wrap presents with little ones in the house. Somehow my two always seemed to know exactly when I had just stretched the paper out and was in the middle of cutting it …. and like magic! They’d appear at the door for some daft reason or other. Bless their little cotton socks.

      Wishing you a truly lovely Christmas, Mrs. C. I hope joy lasts throughout the day, and for as many days as possible.
      Sending love ~ Cobs. x

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  3. Lovely post Cobs. Alf Capone does look very comfortable and as for Sewchi – I want him to come a live with me. He is lovely. My own cat found his cat nip Christmas present early and ripped carrier bag and packet just to get to it. He is definitely on the naught list lol.

    Wishing you all a merry Christmas. Hx

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    1. Alf LOVES these new blankeys. Infact, they all do. I didn’t expect our eldest cat to take to them at all – she’s 22 years old and a bit of a stick in the mud about change – but boy oh boy, she really loves them and won’t share her bed when she’s on one of the blankeys. lol.

      Sewchi … yes, she’s a little darling, and so incredible to look at. Very regal, but when she looks into your eyes, you can see that she really is missing several brain cells. Bless her. lol.

      Mr.C laughed out loud when I read him the bit of your comment about your cat stealing his Christmas Present. LOL.

      Have a truly happy Christmas, Hannah. I hope everything goes as smoothly as clockwork.
      Sending love ~ Cobs. x


        1. Yes, 22 … and we can’t believe that she’s still going strong. I told my husband 2 years ago that I didn’t think we would have her by the time my birthday came around ….. and I’ve had two birthdays since then. She absolutely stuns me. She’s no longer allowed out of the front of our cottage, because she’s got the cat’s equivalent of alzheimers. She forgets how to get back in the house … she will sit at the wrong side of the door waiting for the door to open – when in actual fact, the door is open, on the opposite side to where she’s sitting. All sorts of things … but we just laugh with her and help her in life.

          Our Dog and other two cats are amazingly patient with her, and SO respectful.
          Sending squidges of the Christmas Variety. lol ~ C. xxx

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  4. The cat photos brought back such memories. We used to have a lot of cats when we milked dairy cows years ago. We also had wild catnip growing in the grove. The boys used to pick it and give it to the cats just to watch them act amazingly foolish. They were so funny and would stagger around and then flop over and roll in it.
    Merry Christmas to you and your bunch!!
    Love Chicken

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    1. Catnip = Crack for Cats. LOL

      Alf Capone behaves very oddly when he plays with his catnip banana. He goes all silly and fuzzy around the eyes as if he can’t quite see clearly. Bless him.

      Sending you love and squidges this Christmas time. May your day be filled with smiles and love.
      ~ Cobs. x

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  5. And a very Merry Christmas and God’s richest blessings for you and your family. Thank you for being on the blog for the rest of us.
    ps. I might need on of those the cats like Little Cob has. beautiful

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    1. Sewchi the cat … she’s brilliant, isn’t she! So pretty, but as daft as a brush. LOL.

      Being on the blog for everyone?
      You’re my friends … where else would I be! 😀

      May Christmas bring you the love of your family and your friends.
      I shall be thinking of you, dear Beverly, and saying a prayer for you.
      Remember: It’s just another step on Kilimanjaro.
      Love and tinselly squidges ~ Cobs. x


      1. Thank you. Every time I think I’m reaching the the top of that mountain I slip back a foot or two. But, I know I have to get up, eat and keep busy. Grand really do help don’t they. Is Little Cob you only or how many more? Internet acting up. Have a great weekend.

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        1. We have three other Grandchildren, but sadly they live a very long way away. Where-as we see Little Cobs all the time, because he, and his mummy and daddy, live just seven minutes away (yes I’m that much of a saddo, that I actually timed how long it takes to get to him! lol), so very easily reachable.

          Yes, you’re spot on, Beverly. Grands really do help lift your spirits and help you along, and what’s lovely is that they don’t even know it, so it’s not a chore for them. They just arrive and do what they do best – be themselves, and like magic, everything in our world becomes better. More manageable. Almost an easier ride.

          Have a truly blessed Christmas time Beverly. I’ll be with you in spirit, my friend.
          Sending love ~ Cobs. x

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  6. Aw, Cobs! Sewchi is adorable! Hehehe! She has a taste for catnip, I see. I’d pre-prepared a comment as I’m hurtling through Blogland at a rate of knots trying desperately to beat Santa’s 822 visits a second and failing desperately, but that comment was…
    My visiting, replying, commenting and the like have fallen a little by the wayside of late, for which I apologise, but wanted to call by today and wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
    Hope you have a good time, Cobs! 😀 (By the way, I had problems with the WordPress server too – my last post posted three times)

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    1. Hello Tom.
      I had a feeling you’d find Sewchi a bit of a giggle. Bless her heart.

      You must never worry about being unable to comment when things get busy in real life. Heck I fall behind all the time! Christmas is a time when we need extra hours in the day, and half the time I don’t understand why, but there you have it.

      May Christmas bring love, happiness and a full tummy from your Christmas lunch (or dinner). May you find something on TV to fall asleep to, and may joy be the over-riding feeling throughout the next few days.

      Wishing you and yours a very Happy Christmas.
      Squidges ~ Cobs. x

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  7. LOL…wonderfully dreadful jokes thank you! I intend to repeat all of them, numerous times over the festive season…
    Sewchi looked so funny too, apparently a liking for catnip is genetic. Three out of my four cats like catnip…the other one isn’t at all bothered.
    Great post! Have a wonderful Christmas and New Year :)x

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    1. Hello Samantha.
      Thrilled that I’ve given you some jokes to share with others over the next few days. lol.

      Sewchi … she’s a darling, isn’t she. Bless her deluded little heart. No, as your one cat proves, not all cats are bothered by catnip. It’s quite funny when you see how amazingly one cat will act, yet another will just shrug and walk off. It’s obviously just a drug for some.

      Wishing you a truly lovely Christmas time. I hope that something wrapped in paper is heading your way, and that you’re thrilled to pieces with it.
      Sending love ~ Cobs. x

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      1. Sorry for the late reply, catching up with everything now!
        Your jokes had a suitably “groany” reception, thank you, lol..I hope you had a lovely day and enjoy Boxing Day too, lots of love :)x

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    1. Ahhh …. the photographs of Sewchi (the beautiful smokey grey British Shorthair) were taken by Daughter No.2 – she’s brilliant at photographs – and sent to us via her phone.

      You can always tell my photos Anne, they’re the ones you have to squint at in order to try and get some focus on them. LOLOLOL

      Wishing you a very happy Christmas too Anne. May joy settle upon your house and leave you feeling the love of your family and friends.
      Sending squidges ~ Cobs. x

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  8. Oh, Cobs, the catnip story is great, especially the photo journaling – those curled up cat toes have me giggling.

    Merry Christmas to you and yours!


  9. Oh Cobs! You made me laugh so hard I thought Bob was going to come in to see what I was doing! Love the animal stories. Our “nip jar” is tucked securely away. Miss Callie goes nuts over the stuff — she rolls around in the little pinch of nip the vet gives her for being good.

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