What I’ve Learned This Week.

Hello you!  Aw I’m so thrilled to see you here, thank you so much for coming.  I could do with a cheery friend with a smiling face.  Fancy a coffee?  Tea?  You sit down at the table and I’ll pour us a drink.  Help yourself to biscuits!


So … you’re here to find out what I’ve learned this week aren’t you?  Well… I’d better make a start then!

This week I seem to have spent ages crying over one thing or another.  Things I’ve seen on the news.  A programme about a footballer whose wife had passed on (from Cancer), leaving him and three children.  (wept several times during that programme).  I cried hot tears for the Liberian children in West Africa, and all of the children living in poverty around the world, when I watched one of our annual big fund-raisers – Comic Relief – on TV.  (I donated.  Like I wouldn’t?).   Oh … and other things had me in tears … some of them piffling little things and then others which weren’t in the least bit piffling,  but I’m not going to list and share them because if I feel like I’ve been on a roller coaster, I don’t want to put you on one as well!  eek!

I’ve learnt that just as I sit down to visit ‘my reader’  (a wonderful device on WordPress,  where all the blogs a person follows, with all the latest blog posts, are all listed out for them on one continuous page!) …  and have a look at all the blogs I follow and leave comments or likes etc….  it’s right at that VERY moment that the phone rings; or the door knocks; or it’s time for lunch/dinner/something/or other.  And I think I’m now so far behind on all the fabulous people’s blogs I follow, that I’ll never catch up ever again!  But … I’m trying.  I really am.  So bear with me if I haven’t been to your blog yet…  I’ll be getting there very soon.

I’ve learned this week ….  rather a lot about Octopuses.  (… not Octopi.  Octopuses is the preferred plural).

People of the world who watch the news (and especially those who love football)  for sure will remember that eight-tentacled seer – Paul the Octopus – who was used to predict football scores during the World Cup in 2010.  Yes?  Well for those who don’t know or would like a reminder … here’s a very short video of Paul, choosing the final ‘winner’ (in his opinion) …

During the 2010 World Cup, the cephalopod pundit, living in a German  Sea-life centre was SO accurate in his forecasting that he became an international headline.  He got nine out of ten matches in that tournament SPOT ON!  When it came to predicting a football winner, this little chap was amazing.

Now before I go any further …  I’m not a football fan.  Not even a teeny bit.  In fact I dislike it so much that I can’t be in the same room as a television which is broadcasting it.  The noise, the roar of the crowd, the wails and ‘woo hoos’,  I can’t bear it.  (Now you see why I have a craft room   🙂   lol).

Anyhoo …back to Paul..  There were, of course, people who said when Paul fished a tasty mussel out of a box which was ‘wearing’ the flag of one of the football teams who were in a forthcoming match, it was just coincidence that he picked the winner.

However they couldn’t have been more wrong.  An Australian philosopher, Peter Godfrey-Smith had detailed his own opinion of the Octopus, and upon reading it, it soon becomes clear that Paul was no ‘one-off’.   Godfrey-Smith told of one captive octopus that lived in a laboratory tank.  He said that they are very particular about their diet.  They like crab, eased fresh from the shell.

In this experiment, a researcher had been feeding captives chunks of frozen squid.  One day, as she made her way down the row of tanks, the scientist’s noticed one of the Octopuses in the tanks.

“It had not eaten its squid, but was holding it up conspicuously,” Godfrey-Smith writes.  “As she stood there, the octopus made its way slowly across the tank to the outflow pipe, watching her all the way.  Then, still watching her, it dumped the bit of squid down the drain”.

She wasn’t impressed with the food in that restaurant, that’s for sure!

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An octopus has no bones,  its bone-free body can be ‘re-made’ to fit the space available, and its skin –  (and this might surprise you)can see!  An octopus’ skin is rippling with little receptors that react to light and allow it to navigate its way around the depths of the ocean, changing colour as it goes.

Sadly, these fascinating, cunning, clever creatures don’t live much past the age of two.  And this is why no one ever saw Paul back on the footballers seats, prophesising who was going to win the next match.  Paul passed away shortly after the end of the football tournament in 2010 which made him famous world-wide.  A fabulous one season wonder.

More about Professor Godfrey Smith and Octopuses, along with a photograph of the man himself, can be found on the following link,  which will open in another window for you:-   Harvard Gazette – Thinking like an octopus

So .. what else did I learn? . . .

Ohhh… I learned this, about the Prime Minister’s Residence, at number 10 Downing Street,  here in the United Kingdom…

It is only since Arthur Balfour became Prime Minister in 1902 that the Prime Minister has been expected to live at No. 10.  Only one former Prime Minister has ever died there:  Sir Henry Campbell-Bannerman, who resigned as Prime Minister on the 3rd April 1908 but was too ill to move and died 19 days later.  His last words were: ‘This is not the end of me.’

10 Downing Street is one of the most heavily guarded buildings in Britain. The front door cannot be opened from the outside because it has no handle, and no one can enter the building without passing through an airport-style scanner and a set of security gates manned by armed guards.  However, in the first five years after Tony Blair became Prime Minister,  37 computers,  four mobile phones,  two cameras,  a mini-disc player,  a video recorder,  four printers,  two projectors  and a  bicycle  were stolen from the building.  (Not sure what that says about who  …  Tony Blair or his staff.  [gulp])  lol

Ohh, and you’ll never guess what I learned about…. Potatoes!

Genetic testing has proved a single origin for potatoes,  – in the area of southern Peru and extreme northwestern Bolivia where they were domesticated between 7,000 and 10,000 years ago.

Potatoes were taken outside the Andes region about four centuries ago and now they are the world’s fourth-largest food crop, after maize, wheat and rice

Following centuries of selective breeding there are now about 5,000 different varieties of potatoes.

Now let’s see…  there was something else I know I learned, and really wanted to share with you … what the divil was it? .. OH …  TIME TRAVEL!  Now pay attention you lot at the back.  This is good stuff!

According to General Relativity, everything in the Universe is played out on a stage that has three dimensions of space and one of time.  This space-time is warped by the mass and energy of the Universe’s contents.  Theoretically a large enough concentration of mass or energy can distort time so much that it folds back on itself like a crumpled sheet. 

These folds were described by Kurt Gödel in 1949 and are known as ‘closed time-like curves’.  They ought, at least in theory, to allow us to revisit past moments in history by using an idea developed in 1988 by Kip Thorne and colleagues at the California Institute of Technology, who showed that tunnels through space-time (wormholes), would allow time travel by taking a shortcut from one fold to the next.

There are still plenty of obstacles to time-travelling through wormholes. Not least is the fact that the only wormholes we can possibly make with present-day technology are tiny: only subatomic particles would be small enough to travel through them. 

I learned more about Time Travel …. but I’ll save it until next week.  I don’t want to explode your brain!  (ohhh the very thought!).

So …  this is how much more educationamalised I am this week.  You know … I’m seriously beginning to wonder where I’m storing all this stuff, and how much of the other stuff is being shifted out.  What if something really important is being thrown over-board, like …  my address, or my name?  How will I know what to tell the Police if I get lost?  “What’s your name?”  I dunno!  “Where do you live?”  Don’t know that either …. but I can tell you something about potatoes which might thrill you!   Don’t laugh … it could happen!

But anyhoo …  we have now come to that time where you sit back,  get comfortable … and I slay you with some jokes.  Well … perhaps not slay you exactly …  perhaps ‘tickle your chuckle muscle’.  …  Are you ready??  Ok, lets go!

The Jokes

I went to a karaoke bar last night that didn’t play any 70’s music…
at first I was afraid,  I was petrified!

My doctor thinks I’m taking hallucinogenic drugs… how do I know?  … let’s just say a little bird told me.

My dad has a weird hobby; he collects empty bottles…  which sounds so much better than “alcoholic.”

My husband and I decided we don’t want children;  . . .  so if someone wants them, we’ll drop them off tomorrow.

What do you call a line of men waiting for a haircut? . . .   A barberque!

What do you call a train loaded with toffee?  . . .   A chew chew train.

What’s round and bad tempered?  . . .  A vicious circle.

and finally . . .

I don’t think I got the job at Microsoft  . . .    they didn’t respond to my telegram.  😀

Thank you so much for coming and having a coffee moment with me.

I hope you have a beautiful Friday, and that tomorrow doesn’t catch you by surprise  …..  (in case you hadn’t noticed … tomorrow is April Fools Day!).  May you find some more smiles to add to those you’ve just found, and I hope both today, and your whole weekend, are truly blessed.

May the winds be soft, the rain be somewhere else, and may your heart and mind work together as one.

Be good to each other and  . . .  may your God go with you.

Squidges ~




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

43 thoughts on “What I’ve Learned This Week.”

  1. Love the joke about the children LOL. My dad used to tell us that if we did not behave he was going to put us on Swap Shop….which was a local radio program that people could post things for sale. We would just tell him that he could sell us but they would for sure return us the next day! And that might explain where I inherited my rather off-center sense of humor!

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    1. Grinning from ear to ear. I reckon your dad and I would have got on. But I love that you all recognised that you were little divils who would have been sent back the following day. LOLOLOL!

      I love the Children joke too…. and at the great ages they both are now, donating them is still an option available to me. LOL

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  2. Good morning!
    Yes I like octopuses..apparently they are the ideal pet as they are highly emotionally intelligent too 🙂 I saw that on a programme. I stopped eating seafood, it always felt vaguely cannibalistic as my star sign is Cancer!
    Ha ha! Those statistics say a lot about Tony Blair’s years in office…!
    Best joke:”At first I was afraid..” LOL LOL!!
    Thank you very much for the morning laughs, have a wonderful day! Lots of love to you 🙂 xxx

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    1. Morning Samantha! Happy Friday. 🙂

      I agree with you, after I’d become more aware of octopuses I too began to think that they’d make fabulous pets. (Not sure if they are on the ‘allowed’ list though). Although … I would worry about them clambering out of a tank and scaring the dog half to death! lol.

      Ahhh.. all those missing items from Mr. Blairs time in office .. it made me think, I’m telling you. LOL

      Thrilled you like the jokes. I do so love to spread a few smiles around. 😀
      Wishing you a fabulous day and wondeful weekend~ Cobs. x

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      1. Good evening- hope you had a lovely Friday and are looking forward to Saturday 🙂
        Shared your wonderful jokes with my son and now I’m off to bed…hopefully to dream of octopuses rather than Tony Blair! 🙂 xxx

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  3. Thank you lots of lovely facts I didn’t know. I adore Octopuses, such a smart creature. I hate to think of them on someone’s plate. Downing Street, I didn’t know any of that either. No door handle, that’s novel. Have a lovely weekend.

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    1. Hello Barbara. Happy Friday!

      I didn’t know all those fascinating things about Octopuses, until I learned about them this week. I was STUNNED by how incredible they actually are. Like you, I don’t want to think about them on someones plate... but then .. that stands for me on any animal. Eat what you enjoy.. except … eat nothing which had a face.

      I can’t say that I’m a natual vegetarian, it wasn’t a conscious decision to not eat meat – it was just a growing disgust with myself for eating something which once had a face. The minute I think about that, I feel so repulsed and just can’t eat it.

      Downing Street .. No, I didn’t know those things before this week either! The missing items tickled me a little. LOL.
      Wishing you a fabulous weekend. ~ Cobs. x


  4. Somewhere I have watched and octopus in a jar unscrew the top and climb out. Nature is truly smarter than we have been led to believe. And potatoes….I thought they came from Ireland.
    Time travel…who cares. I think it has been stated if given the same situations all over again we would do the same stupid things all over again .Not very encouraging is it. We humans are a crazy lot. Thank you for being yourself. Can’t imagine you any other way. LOL

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    1. Making mistakes is the only way we learn about what works and what doesn’t.

      Time travel … although the thought scares me a little … I do have this little urge to go back in time … I want to hold my Grandmas hand again and feel her soft beyond soft skin.

      I want to hold my mums hand again and hear her tell me that everything will be fine. “Babs, It will all work out in the end, you’ll see.”
      (She used to call me ‘Babs’ – short for baby, because I was the baby of the family. Where-as my dad called me chick or chicken).

      I’d also like to go back to when Mr.Cobs and I got married. My father was stood, next to me, making his speech at the dinner afterwards, and he was so nervous that he was kind of concertinaing the white (top) table cloth on the table as he was talking. I remember listening to his words, all the time watching as he creased up the table cloth into a concertina fold, then he’d let it go, and smooth it out and begin it all over again.

      I’d never seen my father nervous before. He was very much used to standing up in front of a huge crowd of people and talking etc… so to see him like that brought out a protective sort of love within me, and I SO wanted to hold his hand, to show him that I was ‘with him’. But I didnt’ because I worried that it might put him off his speech.

      So … I would love to go back in time and this time … reach out and hold his hand, and maybe even kiss it. I missed out there, and I so wish I hadn’t.

      As for anything else… time travel, in my mind, could bring about the end of the world a lot quicker than …… whatever it’s going to be. So perhaps I would vote no on that.

      We humans are indeed a crazy lot. Look at me!
      Sending love ~ Cobs. x


      1. Of course there are things I would love to enjoy all over again. There are two very special people I would like to hold on to again, my husband and youngest son. I only mention that statistically….if I could go back and swing on that trapeze I would still fall. Don’t confuse me Miss Cob. My brain is slow today. LOL

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  5. oh, I am learning so much, my love and I joke about learning so much our heads may burst! lol I am feeling the same with you on that note! Address? Name? ( giggling here) The clever Octopuses! They move so fast too! Thank you Beautiful Cobs! I sure enjoyed my tea while visiting 🙂 xxxx

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  6. Aw, that panda is just the cutest! I think I need a panda…. I remember Paul the Predictive (that would be his ‘street name’). I had no idea octopuses were so smart, but oh how I love the idea of one giving silent swimmy judgement on the menu!! I think I need an octopus…

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    1. LOL.. yes.. the silent hiding of the vile food tickled the heck out of me. Bless her beautiful heart. She’s the sort of diner I’d give to Gordon Ramsey, and then, my pet [current] dislikable chef, Mr. J. Oliver. He gets RIGHT UP MY NOSE!!!
      (Did you know he’s now blaming Brexit for the reason 5 of his troughs … sorry, I meant: eating places, have been shut down?

      Hmm… you probably love him. I should shut right up and button it.

      I think I need an octopus too. Meet you in Pets at Home, tomorrow, around noon? We can peruse their octopuses together.
      (ok… I’m laughing like Muttley – Dick Dastardly’s dog, now. LOL)
      C. xxx

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          1. P.S. …. I’ve organised for a Panda to be delivered – tomorrow at 2.30pm. Pick up some PANDA food while you’re at Pets At Home today. They eat bamboo … perhaps you could start growing some in your garden. 😀
            SURPRISE! 😀
            No need to thank me. 😀 lol


  7. Yet another wonderful post Cobs. I hope you have a lovely weekend and the sun shines down and warms your heart to take away the little chill that has passed through it. Hugs 🙂

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    1. Thank you Kim. Bless you.
      I hope the weather is good tomorrow. Little Cobs is coming for the day and I want to take him out. He’s so difficult to get out of the house when he comes. He just wants to stay here …. forever! lol.
      But I want to take him to ToysRus tomorrow. It’s his Birthday soon, and although I’m going to tell him that we’re going to buy a (A) car. (one) … I want to see what he finds fun and what he seems to take to so that I have some ideas about what to buy him for his Birthday. (I’m such a crafty Grammy! lol)

      Have a wonderful weekend Kim.
      Cobs. x

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  8. Goodness me, I don’t know where you fit all of your facts into your head! I can’t learn anything new nowadays, or if I do something gets shoved out! The jokes made me smile, the barbecue one is an oldie but a goodie. Have a lovely weekend x x

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    1. Aw, I wonder that too Mrs. Craft. I really do think that an awful lot of stuff is being shoved over the edge and it’s free falling into the depths of … something. Never to be seen again. I’m scared silly that one day it will be my name and where I live.

      I think my next craft project will be a dog tag for around my neck. Perhaps Shrink Plastic might be an option. 😀
      Have a fabulous weekend. Don’t forget that it’s April Fools day tomorrow. 😉


  9. Well, it’s Saturday evening and this afternoon was absolutely wonderful. Sunny and quite warm but there was a wind. Have you ever been putting out cedar chips/sawdust and toss it and the wind catches it and well, you know what happens. All over me and not where I wanted it to go at all. 🙂
    I am sorry that you have been teary. I get like that sometimes, emotions really do get in the way sometimes, with me it’s animals. Reunions with owners after the dog has been missing for quite a long time, some of them it’s been literally years. Very emotional. Tears flow. Losing a pet has to be one of the hardest things. No tears right now, but maybe in 20 minutes. lol
    I was able to pull a few weeds from the garden this afternoon, that was wonderful. The dirt is easy to get into right now. Weeds come out easy. Still quite mucky but workable. 🙂 Give it another 4 weeks and everything will be perfect.
    Thank you for letting me share a bit of my day. I am now going to make a cuppa and grab some graham wafers. 🙂
    hugs to you Cobs and hope your day is a wee bit better tomorrow.

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    1. Hello Soozy.
      Good to hear your Saturday was a nice weather one. Here in England we started out having quite nice weather (although rather windy) … but then everything changed and we had heavy showers one moment, and bright beautiful sunshine the next. It was a change which was like someone flicking on a light switch. On with the sunshine,….. and off again for rain. Then on…… then off…… then on…. then off. And … oh those raindrops! HUGE big things.

      They began the moment we left the toy store, with beautiful little Cobs.

      We’d taken him there on the promise that he could choose a car and we’d buy it. (He LOOOVES cars). He’d had tons on fun in the toy shop. (Toys R Us) he’d played with the Lego displays, turning the lights and sounds on and off. … How these children know how to work these gadgets without ever seeing them before is beyond me. But they seem to just know what to push or turn, or slide, or press or squeeze to get the result they want. Amazes me!)… He’d picked up stuff, carried it about then swapped it for other things he liked… in the end, instead of a car he asked if he could have a spider. A big one, about the size of a small side plate, which worked by battery. It walked along, turned and changed direction, and it’s eyes flashed in different colours. Bit different from a car mind. lol.

      But … the secret reason for taking him is that it’s his birthday soon, and we couldn’t come up with any GREAT ideas for his gift. I would have liked to buy him a bike – but Little Cobs has Cerebral Palsy, and his own problems from this are pain, and with his legs (walking) and his speech.

      We’ve tried desperatly over and over to get him to understand how to make his go-cart go along – by using his feet and legs to make those pedals go around, – and he just couldn’t get it. So we tried in the toy store to see if a bike would hold more promise of success. I wondered if perhaps sitting on a bike seat would make more sense to doing the action, rather than sitting in the comfortable seat of a go-cart. But sadly no.

      So … we tried him again on a rather swish looking scooter. (He’s had a scooter for a while, but just couldn’t seem to trust himself to push more than a couple of inches at a time) … but this scooter obviously felt different to him and after a nervous little push along the aisle of the store, he was then whizzing around the place and didn’t want to put the thing down! So … now we know what we’re going back to the store to buy. YAY! (along with the head gear and elbow protectors – because he’s still a wobbly little boy and he does fall over a lot. ….. either that, or the earth breathes in and sucks him down. lol)

      Aw, I know what you mean about animals being reunited with their owners. That can made me cry too.

      Although a lover of happy and jokey and bright and shining … I will admit to being very tender hearted. The smallest things can make me cry. I’ll cry at sad things, and I’ll cry at happy, wonderful things. Tender gentle things, and those moments of horror about the badness of some people towards others.

      My mother used to say that I’d cry at the toss of a hat or the drop of a pin. lol. She was right. I do.
      Dreadful crybaby, happy times and sad.

      Great that you were able to get out in the garden and get some of those pesky weeds out of the ground.
      I heard a ‘saying’from a rather well known gardener, (here at least) many years ago when he said: “One to seed, seven to weed”. He said that if you let weeds go to seed, then you’ll be weeding that original weed for the next seven years. From that moment on I knew that weeding was going to be a forever horrible hobby that we could never say ‘finished’ to. Ugggh!

      Some weeds are rather sweet to look at… but there are some which are absolute b*ggers and they can totally take over the ground if you don’t watch out for them.

      Have a wonderful Sunday Soozy.
      Sending squidges ~ Cobs. x

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  10. Time travel would be an excellent way to keep up with blogs, Cobs. Like you, I’m finding myself well behind (although I’m always in that state lately!) Can you imagine visiting blogs, going back, visiting a few more, going back, visiting… I heard once that theory has it time travel can only work backwards – but surely if it’s a theory it should go both ways. I think I’ll go back a few years right now, and tell myself to start my blog. Everything still comes full circle!
    Good post Cobs, hope you have fewer tears this week, or tears of joy in any case.

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    1. Hello Tom. Great to see you, as always. 😀

      I think perhaps some of our problems in keeping up with blogs we follow, could well be to do with the changes which WordPress have recently gone live with. Some of those changes have meant that I (and a lot of other people from what I’ve read) have had blog posts missing from their ‘Reader’. For example … your blog, at the moment, isn’t showing up in my Reader, so I have to include your blog in a general ‘find and search’ mission and see what I’ve missed. Doing that is a real pain in the you know where, because it means going down the list of all the blogs I follow and visiting each one, just in case. grrrr.

      Time Travel .. you know, being honest here, if it were offered to me, I’m really not that sure I’d take it. I’d be too worried about what I might see or find out – if I was able to ‘forward in time’ travel. But if I was able to go back in time … what if I altered something and changed not just my life but the history of the world. It would be like one drop of rain in a big pool. The ripples travel outwards, getting larger and larger all the time.
      What if I was that drop of rain?

      The tears … aw, I’m a big blubber baby. What can I say? I cry at happy things and sad ones.
      It’s just the way I’m made. lol

      Thanks for coming Tom. It’s such a joy to chat.
      Sending squidges ~ Cobs. x

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      1. Sending squidges in return as well, Cobs! 🙂
        Mrs Craft has mentioned missing blogs as well… it’s all very strange. I can’t say I’ve noticed the problem myself – but wait! What if I have noticed it, only I’m not aware. Hmmm… this will need looking into.
        And as for time travel? Well, it’s just one of those things. We change the course of history by everything we do in the now, hopefully for the better. If you want a fabulously great future, be that drop of rain… make a splash… and have fun doing it! And keep spreading joy. 🙂

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  11. I really think that you have to ignore Tv and stay more here (on the internet); So many good things to see, when u told that u cried a lot about the Sadness that is all around I feel really sad.

    Please, think about it. God bless you, Peace. 🙂

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