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All done Trace.

And I see you are the head of the Parker family here Gins so I am gonna let you stew and wriggle a bit longer ....

I know something you dont know.........Tee he he..

Thanks hunny, appreciate it.

It's bugging me now, ironic you 'know' of someone for god knows how many years and then suddenly you discover there's a link.

Hmmm i hate not knowing stuff, but i also love the muted excitement waiting creates!

Grrr

T x

Well Trace,

I know know all about his Musical and Charity Careers, who he married, who he was divorced from, who his children are.

I know where he went to school and what sort of hat he wore, who his 'idol' was and that the house he lived in had rats in the walls and running water under the floor boards.

I just don't know anything about his parents or siblings.!!!!

Anyway, it seems you have the details now to that's that!

Dea x

P.S. - Glad you managed to speak 'the voice of reason' to our Ginns - she will now stop complaining about AncestryXxx

Dea x

Dea...
She will only find summat else to complain about instead.You KNOW shes not happy without a complaint to complain about..:)

Eastenders

Kat Moon (nee Slater) who returned this month to EastEnders, is one of life's rule breakers. Consider, for example, the laws of makeup: most women learn at a formative age the rule of "big eyes" or "big lips"; never both together.

Both together is Eddie Izzard circa Dress To Kill. Both together is "angry mandarin dragonet fish lurking in the Indo-Asian deep seas to give unsuspecting divers a mallen streak." But Kat gobs in the face of subtle glamour. The Kat we know and dearly love does heavy kohl eyes, volumiser mascara, Santa-red lipgloss, shimmer foundation, Geisha-stye blusher, one kilo of wet-look hair product and a Lipsy copy tube dress pulled over her pregnant bump, parentage TBC.

There was a lovely moment last week where Shirl and Kat squared up to each other in Ian's cafe, both in biker jackets, bare legs and micro frocks only to dissolve into giggles at their shared maximum-volume swag.

Oh, and Alfie Moon's back too. I've never quite bought Kat being married to Alfie (Shane Richie). Yes, there was a spark years ago, perhaps, but Kat rapidly outgrew Alfie and now he bounds behind her in scenes like a rescue-centre spaniel.

Look, I've bought us a caravan! Look, here's a chunk of wood with your name on it! Look at this single traffic-jam rose; I laaaaav you! Each time Kat greets him with the enthusiasm you would a mid-beach holiday period. While Alfie wheels and deals with a view to owning the Vic, Kat's distraction has been sticking her oar into the Ryan/Janine/Stacey disaster.

Janine now knows her husband Ryan got Stacey pregnant. Many acts of violence ensued including Stacey dragging Janine by her hair over cement paths, through soil, scraping her face to shreds, and abbreviating Janine's pained whining with random punches.

It was a bit grim, even for EastEnders, but a spectacle the Albert Square residents gathered to enjoy, smiling jocundly as if it were welly wanging.

"Ere Juuunine," Kat added, pouring cold water on the chip-blaze of emotions, and protruding her bump like a bomb, "this one's Ryan's too!" This wasn't true, but Ryan deserves some stick.

His long-term strategy to avoid paying child support consisted of "feigning deafness" and "being distracted by leaves and squirrels" whenever he heard the rattle of an approaching Bugaboo.

Despite being a bereaved single parent with a murder on her conscience, Stacey's faring much better these days. She has little opportunity to forget taking her antidepressants because helpful Walford residents dog her night and day and night moaning, "Have you taaaaken your medication? Are you feeling peculiar again Stacey? You're acting strange!"

Meanwhile, everyone thinks it's totally un-strange that Mo's house is full of knock-off pork products or that Darren has lopped off a portion of his penis in tribute to the beauty salon Barbie he's known for six weeks.

Max Branning forever assures Stacey he'll look out for her, but his cognisant powers were up for scrutiny this week when his daughter Lauren returned from America with a new head.

"I'll put the kettle on!" he chirped, none the wiser. I love it when soaps change characters for different actors. Especially when they do it terribly like the Nick Tilsley switch in Coronation Street where Ben Price replaced Adam Rickitt.

They could have brought Ben Dover or Ben Volpeliere-Pierrot in to play Nick Tilsley and I'd have been more accepting


Source: Grace Dent The Guardian

In Coronation Street, Sophie Webster and Sian Powers's lesbian relationship is now out in the open. Sian's dad, a grunting upright hog in overalls, made his feelings clear yelling "lezzo" and "perverts" then accusing Kevin of tolerating his daughter's lesbian leanings for his own tawdry gains.

"Who wants a nice biscuit?!" Sally shrilled as if 40 years of hard-wired homophobia could be blitzed with a strategically implemented Bourbon.

Sophie and Sian ran away from home for a short period, running back days later as the adult world befuddled them with its short economy washes, electric meters, tricky soy sauce sachets and uncooperative ATM machines.

"But she's got lovely long hair, she wears makeup. How can she be a lesbian?" cried Sally to Rita, emotional that she'd reared a girl who liked girls, but unbothered that she'd reared a bone-idle young adult who couldn't last 10 minutes in the real world without mummy steam-pressing her thongs.

"Everyone knows your Sophie is gay!" Norris quacked at Sally in The Kabin making her weep again. For me, the jury will always be out on Norris's own sexuality, and such little outbursts speak volumes.

In other news, Carla Connor has turned to AA as she's worried about her boozing. This news dismays me.

No woman on television makes a massive glass of pinot noir after an arduous day of hard-nosed business bitchery look more alluring. Her whole demeanour is gravel-voiced, slightly ratty and prone to decadence.

You can't fire 10 knicker stitchers just before Christmas, cover up a murder, and kick back with a delicious mixed-fruit smoothie. It's not proper.


Source: Grace Dent The Guardian

Finally in Emmerdale, we are suspending our disbelief willingly that Chas doesn't know Carl is cheating on her, despite finding filthy texts on his phone.

Chas turned up in Emmerdale in 2002 dressed as a nun to entertain a stag night; this woman isn't remotely green about life.

The best extended soap affair was that of Coronation Street's bookie Peter Barlow, who spent so many nights working all night "on business" it was only feasible that he was in charge of reading bedtime stories to racehorses.

Clever Carl was quick off the mark with an amazing excuse for the dirty texts: "It's not what it looks like, darling! I was just booking a holiday for you." A holiday where, it was unclear. Send-Me-A-Picture-Of-Your-Tits-On-Thames, perhaps? Chas, wise up love, and make him pack his bags.


Source: Grace Dent The Guardian

Yawwwwwn

I must have been soooo tired.

Slept all morning.

I hate numbers and things so my multi talented daughter is doing them at the same time as being Mum to 2 2/2 year old, practice Manager, extra locum work as her OH has been out of work for a year, organising planning permission for our relaunch etc. I have been trying to keep some of the pressure off of her.

She probably would have done it easily if she had been working on them from the start but she has been given no notice that she would have to do it and keeps finding little errors in the previous entries.

I keep wondering where she gets these talents from as OH and I do not have them.

Would you do a 1911 lookup please;

Elsie Fearn 1899 Sheffield. Parents; Albert and Mary Ann. Sibling Alice, Edna, Doris, Mary Ann....and others!

Fanks

FEARN, Albert Head Married M 35 1876 Publican Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Mary Ann Wife Married F 35 1876 Assists In The Business Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Alice Daughter Single F 15 1896 Assists In The Business Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Elsie Daughter F 11 1900 School Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Doris Daughter F 9 1902 School Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Nelly Daughter F 7 1904 Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Mary Daughter F 4 1907 Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Edna Daughter F 3 1908 Yorks Sheffield
FEARN, Thomas Son M 0 (9 MONTHS) 1911 Yorks Sheffield

Registration District:
Sheffield Sub District:
South Sheffield Enumeration District:
6 Parish:
Sheffield

Address:
40 Bailey Lane Sheffield County:
Yorkshire (West riding)


Married 15 yrs...9 children born..2 dead..7 living

Thanks Fans

Orf out to see Bezzie.
Laters ~~~~~~

You know we had a convo a few days ago about washing feather pillows

Well I wash mine and have always hung them outdoors but today is too dull and I have them all over the rads!

It says on the pillows not to tumble dry...it also says dont wash!

Do you think I can stuff em in the dryer?

Just tumble Ginns - I do!!

Perhaps on a lowish heat?? - brings them up nice and fluffy!!

Dea x

The only thing i would do is tie them in a pillow case first incas ethe explode!!

There's obviously a reason it says that on the label.....maybe they expand under heat??

....take a look at this post!

http://www.genesreunited.co.uk/boards.asp?wci=thread&tk=1242977

I mean honestly....



T x

Yep....already clocked it!

I'll stick em in the dryer then....ta Dea Dea

Exploding pillows....Im not bl##dy James Bond yer know

Theyre from Debenhams not MI6

eeeerrrr Ginny,

Shouldn't that Ta Dea daaaaaa be after you have finished the pillows lol


T x

I'll do them now in case I have run down to Debenhams!