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New TV is coming tomorrow – very exciting!

State of the art:

Granfer Gravys and Cheeselogs… you what?!

These little critters seemed to be around everywhere when I was a kid, where have they gone?

Anyway, on Sunday I saw one dragging his/her sorry exoskeleton across a friend’s kitchen floor, and remembered just what an absurd name they use to go by back in deepest darkest Somserset… “Granfer Gravys”. This was met with derision until I “proved” it with the power of Google. And I uncovered a few more silly names for Oniscus asellus, AKA the Woodlice, AKA:

Chuggypigs
Cheeselogs
Roly-polys (OK I get this one)
Carpenters
Parson’s Pigs
Butchie Boys

What does it all mean?!

Man builds shed – ugh, grrr…

Every man should have one, and ideally every man should have built one with his own hands… The new shed is taking shape, 7 x 5 feet of tongue-and-groove manspace is now lurking, half-finished, in the garden. Bad light stopped construction yesterday, so hopefully tomorrow will see the completion and grand opening. Soon to be filled with lawnmower, sharp tools, crusty paintbrushes and various gunked up tins of stuff I’ll never use again. I might start smoking a pipe.