tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701734477337499278.post6377637056148796291..comments2021-12-14T16:40:23.387+00:00Comments on Drugstore - Isabel Monteiro blog: isabel monteirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04727836772567063580noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701734477337499278.post-42970236515059561362009-08-21T09:22:29.793+01:002009-08-21T09:22:29.793+01:00another lovely entry!
thank you.another lovely entry!<br />thank you.markyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09224711507163396588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701734477337499278.post-43824807040109113362009-08-21T06:17:57.039+01:002009-08-21T06:17:57.039+01:00Your comms- always interesting and amusing.
Headmi...Your comms- always interesting and amusing.<br />Headmistress was(still is) a truly great woman, bigger than most.<br />xisabel monteirohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04727836772567063580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701734477337499278.post-16213252846568474572009-08-20T20:55:48.481+01:002009-08-20T20:55:48.481+01:00Such profundity to lay on and in the head of a ten...Such profundity to lay on and in the head of a ten-year-old. (My headmaster, an ex-army Major, would have just said "Boy, get yer hair cut!" and clipped me round the ear. But that's another story)<br />Weeds are only weeds because we deem them to be. Perception and location are everything. A grass in a flowerbed may be considered a weed, just as a flower in a lawn might be. <br />Be a weed and get noticed. Or be a grass and get trampled under foot. I know which I'd rather be!<br />Just keep in that little spot right behind the goalpost, near where the goalie leaves his can of drink during a match, and which the sit-on mower can never reach, and the sun will keep shining on your part of the pitch.Glen Robinsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701734477337499278.post-21339357782014846312009-08-20T12:20:13.571+01:002009-08-20T12:20:13.571+01:00Life would be so boring if there was only grass! G...Life would be so boring if there was only grass! Great Headmistress she must have been - most of the time at school they try to put you inside a mould... And children themselves can be so nasty with these looking different, the worst time being teenagehood I would say... If you don't dress the same, aren't interested in the same things than the mass, you're considered the black sheep in the family. I have always wondered why... Human being is tricky, why being so scared of being different, why is difference rejected at first (vicious cercle)?Lexhttp://www.shelindale-shelties.comnoreply@blogger.com