Tag: gossip

Knock on the windows of opportunity or break the glass

The phrase “the window of opportunity” seems not wholly   satisfactory

.Admittedly you can see through a window unless you have thick net curtains but how many of us would be able to leap out of the window and seize the opportunity by the throat,if you see what I mean? And  if you were in the attic you’d be dead before you got  there…so what we need are “doors of opportunity”

The problem with that is you can’s see through a door unless it’s either got a window or is a glass door..So if you want success try living outside in a transparent tent where nothing will get in your way if anything passes by and your will get free publicity

I expect the phrase was made up by someone who writes speeches for politicians.

If you want a to  succeed you must  grasp the windows of opportunity as they go by and squeeze every last drop of rum out of them [try the tygers of wrath too]

She was only a little window but she was the window for me

Do not ask what your windows can do for you but what you can do for your windows.

Look through the windows and seize the day.Unless it’s  a dark night in which case visit a brothel  if they have windows

And one day all our children will be able to choose their own windows..red,yellow  ,……………..mix your own…..free windows ..

Windows are the eyes of the house

Don’t be shy if opportunity peeks into your window.Peek right back at it…

Ich bin ein Window! Moi aussi.Ma femme!

Where is she now, the  rich widow of my opportunity?

To look or not to look.Out of a selection

Never close the door in case someone wealthy passes by on the other side.and merely glances at your window.

Now is the Window of our discontent made gloriously plumper with our sunny walk

One good window deserves another.

I’ll be your window, if you open your door

Windows,they ought to be taxed I say.

Windows.. they give you an illusion of being in the sun but did you know we can see  in…and we saw you and the mirror on your ceiling…anything to say in  your pretense?

I think being curious is better than not being interested

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A canal

Maybe this is a rationalization but I believe it’s a good thing to look into other people’s houses,after all that’s why windows were invented.. so people could see in.That’s what  my mother told me and who am I to contradict her?

Yes,who am I?Someone who looks into windows.Once I had a boyfriend who was very handsome.. only once,but there we go.As we were out walking by a canal.. so romantic.. we passed the back of some houses and he told me it was a crime to look into a woman’s bedroom and watch her undressing.

But unless you were very tall,how could you look into her bedroom and anyway how would  you know which one it was

Would you ring the bell and say,

Excuse me,.madam,which room do you sleep in?

And she might say.

Who are you,the KGB?

And pour a pan of water over his head or maybe some ink….

..come to think of it,that would explain a  lot. about his appearance!

I guess,reading between the lines, he wanted to watch me undress but I kept quiet.Another time we got caught in heavy rain riding our bikes [yes,no cars thenm] When we got back to his place,he was so kind.He said,

Your trousers look wet.I don’t mind if you take them off.

. but a little bird warned me not to…I only had the one pair and maybe he wanted them for himself!

He never took me out for a meal  but he was extremely good looking.. dark hair,brown eyes and  pale creamy skin… on his face.. I never saw his body as we broke up before long and I was a virgin in those days although I did use Tampax which was forbidden by the Bishop..

Can you believe it?A  Bishop  should never have heard of Tampax.. they were all celibate then.I thought before it meant celebrate but I realised later it was nothing to celebrate.

Anyway,I guess after using those super large ones I was not a virgin and it was easier than finding another handsome boyfriend..no point sleeping with an ugly one unless you are extremely kind which I am not….I’m just fairly kind and selfish in the usual way..I want my own way.

Blimey,what was I going to say?

Oh,yes,don’t draw the curtains as I am painting them tomorrow..And then I shall draw them or was it the other way round?

Cruelty to Hilary Mantel by Giles Coren in the Times yesterday

I am a great admirer of Hilary Mantel’s novels and have been for years so I know she has had appalling health problems.The drugs she’s on make her much fatter than before… but why should that matter?

Giles Coren, call her an “inflatable Ken Dodd ” and suggests she writes because she can;t get a man.Well if Giles Coren was the last man on earth I would not date him.

HM made a very intellectual and nuanced speech last week in which she mentioned the role of Kate Middleton in the Royal family.I am unsurprised by the tabloids reaction but very much by the PM.Ed Milliband and the Times.None have read her words.

Such cruelty  is common now but not all fat people eat much and I’d rather go to bed with an obese yet charming man than any of these cruel nasties…attraction has many aspects only one of which is conventional beauty.