Posts by Jackie Clark
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with garbage cans, aren't they?
And Americanisms is another thing altogether.
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I am sure her behaviour would have shocked and appalled virtually all NZers, especially women, but it would have been considered quite normal and defensible and positively constructive to many Canadians.
Are you sure she was Canadian? I cannot believe the entire nation of Canada is that judgeypants. She wouldn't survive 5 minutes where I work. There are ways and ways of doing things, and that ain't one of the most effective.
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Rich, it's from the 80's I think. We all wore our collars up in the 80's - and the posh people didn't get the memo to cease and desist. I have to admit to liking raised collars - can't be doing with my neck.
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Oh, I love Alan Bennett. I love the voice he gives to people like your grandparents, Craig. Now I have lovely voices in my head.
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See, Emma, I think the dress is practical. I have never seen a dress that was so much the essence of it's owner. That's practicality right there. An externalisation of your very innards? Priceless. And fabulous.
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I do apologise, Megan. I do squee. Did one just now when I learned that not only am I going to Simply Red, but I'm going with some of my fave peeps.
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and Ben Wilson - pats 899 pages of ms* 8>)
Can I just say? This made me squee!
I don't do squees but suffice to say that internally I am doing little whoops of joyfulness. You have no idea how very good this makes me, and I would imagine, a lot of other people, feel. Oh, and you too, Ben.
I'm a bit like Christopher, only opposite. Mum was an electrician's daughter, and Dad's family were, well, let's just say they weren't short of a bob or two at times. However. My father started working when he was 15, for the family firm. He had been attending Kings College. It was the Depression, and I don't know how much money they had but because his family owned the company, he was one of the lucky ones. My Dad always worked hard, and played hard. There were yachts - very big sailing ones - and there was a great amount of travel, within NZ for the family, and overseas for Mum and Dad. There was big Christmases and always plenty of food. All of us went to private schools, and we ate out. Alot. . But I feel lucky mostly because in those days, as a child, I wasn't aware that we were any different, really. We were never allowed to talk about money. Ever. We weren't spoiled, I was always expected to work after I left school, we didn't have flashy stuff. We all left home at 17 to make our own way in the world, and as far as my Dad was concerned, that was the way it should be. I am always aware, however, of what a privileged life we had. How lucky we were that my father's job, and it's remunerations, gave us such a good start. And do you know how I know that my parents did a good job? I can work where I do with the families I work with, and not one of them could guess at my privileged upbringing. That makes me very happy.
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Real life example for you Ben. Child who presents with screaming and throwing self backwards when thwarted. Child is on the spectrum. So is his behaviour typical? Turns out he's just being a brat. :) It's taken us a year of close observation and a lot of talking about it. But it was still the conclusion we came to initially, anyway. Now, however, we use different strategies.
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I also think people get confused between extroverted and introverted. Extro get their energy from others, intro get theirs from themselves. Talking alot, as Danielle said, doesn't mean you're socially ept - it's often a cover up. I use it often as a way of watching people without them realising. I'm an introvert - like you, Hannah, I always feel like I need a good nap after social contact. Makes my job exciting but.
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Very cool. You smooth operator. I got him a shag. They were still talking the next day and now they have a dinner date with two others that were here. Didn't we do well? :)
God, I'm good. Prime them up and leave them to some other woman. Never thought I'd be glad to say that I turned someone on for someone else. But I am. Thoroughly nice men.