tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post3708451724455619908..comments2023-04-06T06:26:56.941+01:00Comments on flossing the cat: BIN DAYFlossing the Cathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-59041464127217410112011-11-03T17:36:12.445+00:002011-11-03T17:36:12.445+00:00Thank you! A fresh perspective on bin day! (Althou...Thank you! A fresh perspective on bin day! (Although there was a little flicker of panic as I wondered which bins are the correct bins for cat litter and fish bones!) <br /><br />Dear me, I think I may need a job!!Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-18694226961543677492011-11-03T11:52:01.725+00:002011-11-03T11:52:01.725+00:00Do you know, bin day is my favourite day of the we...Do you know, bin day is my favourite day of the week. Bit like New Year's Day in that I feel I can start domestic life afresh, uncontaminated by cat litter and fish bones. But the sensation only lasts five minutes and makes me realise how small middle-aged horizons become!Adventures of a Middle-aged Matronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11225267175732836348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-55208815508238878842011-11-02T16:45:17.814+00:002011-11-02T16:45:17.814+00:00Bin spit and Nile slime can't be good for you....Bin spit and Nile slime can't be good for you. But hey, my husband once ate a little sliver of poo from my daughter's nappy, thinking she'd dropped some of her tuna mayo sandwich on his lap. I should add he has no sense of smell!! He's still alive, albeit traumatised. <br /><br />PS You still blogging? Looked at your site but couldn't see anything recent?Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-23507284548785197992011-11-01T19:56:31.454+00:002011-11-01T19:56:31.454+00:00My husband does the bins. The one time I tried, I ...My husband does the bins. The one time I tried, I got bin juice in my eye. I didn't catch anything, but then again, I've swum in the Nile (didn't want to offend the captain of the feluka), so I've either got the most hardcore immune system ever, or I'm going to suddenly drop dead of a mediaeval disease. The fun is in the waiting.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01592854915191104869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-15759144770232934682011-10-29T12:48:14.294+01:002011-10-29T12:48:14.294+01:00Please say you don't mean that horrible variat...Please say you don't mean that horrible variation on water-boarding - bin-juice-boarding?Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-90422037030323353332011-10-28T13:25:35.359+01:002011-10-28T13:25:35.359+01:00If I forget to take the bins out I am subjected to...If I forget to take the bins out I am subjected to an interrogation techniques last use at Guantanamo Bay. Orange boiler suit and all!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-41997134767601929562011-10-25T07:59:39.046+01:002011-10-25T07:59:39.046+01:00Dear Flossie. The only burning pyre in our house i...Dear Flossie. The only burning pyre in our house is your raging sense of martyrdom. mwah etcorangeriverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03269287639947158239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-57466267811791255342011-10-24T21:59:19.738+01:002011-10-24T21:59:19.738+01:00Haia Beth. Yn ol y gwr, dyw e ddim yn gallu arogl...Haia Beth. Yn ol y gwr, dyw e ddim yn gallu arogli unrhyw beth o gwbl, yn llythrennol, felly dwi'n credu fy mod i'n mynd i drial operation prawn shells haf nesa, jest i weld os mae'n dweud y gwir!Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-47342239193360772582011-10-24T21:55:02.211+01:002011-10-24T21:55:02.211+01:00Had not thought of a burning pyre tbh. Dont you th...Had not thought of a burning pyre tbh. Dont you think i might come across a bit Grace Poole? I like it already!Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-6431081878345719262011-10-24T11:44:24.163+01:002011-10-24T11:44:24.163+01:00I've got one for you.....imagine prawn shells ...I've got one for you.....imagine prawn shells that have been in the bin over the Christmas holidays. Then imagine Chrismas holidays here in Australia when it's well into the 30's! Bin juice gone REALLY bad! A kind neighbour told us (after the event) that you have to leave prawn stuff in the freezer until the minute before the bin people come. I don't do bins if I can help it and most definitely not in Summer!<br />xBethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00071999450731273883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-55887777161863681502011-10-23T23:15:59.898+01:002011-10-23T23:15:59.898+01:00Yeah, my Hub does the bins. I don't do bins. E...Yeah, my Hub does the bins. I don't do bins. Ever. Bin juice *gag* will not sully my skin. Or immune system. <br /><br />I think you need a burning pyre. Chuck stuff on the burning pyre. No fiddly bin schedule, no bin juice. Just nice, clean, burnt rubbish.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-91545343810803504122011-10-23T19:17:29.649+01:002011-10-23T19:17:29.649+01:00Bin juice absolutely sucks (oops, wrong verb)
By...Bin juice absolutely sucks (oops, wrong verb) <br /><br />By the way, have almost finished your guest post. Twill be winging its way towards you tomorrow ...Flossing the Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16298951261351587626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8744400422255448819.post-44665749541565010132011-10-23T19:05:36.294+01:002011-10-23T19:05:36.294+01:00My OH used to do the bins but on account of long w...My OH used to do the bins but on account of long working hours I'm now doing it, and it sucks. There's the kitchen bin, food recycling and all other manner of recycled stuff that all gets put out together. Oh and the nappy bin. And as far as I am concerned bin juice (gags) is a weapon of mass destruction. It just so happens its bin day tomorrow for me. I'm already shaking ...........Older Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02923339244117157344noreply@blogger.com