I was doing OK until the badgers and the daisies turned up.....
Did you ever learn the sentence for typing that goes “The quick brown fox (not phlox!) jumps over the lazy dog”? It uses all the letters of the alphabet.
I await an explanation about badgers and daisies though.
Not worth losing sleep about, Hazel. Just a lot of nonsense.
Think of LB’s quizzes when she wants to make the word “the” - Pauline turned the D into a ‘the’.
The rest of it is just one thing leading to another.
I thought of the word “the” beginning a sentence and added “quick”, Fire added “brown” and PP rather unhelpfully added a “phlox” instead of a “fox”.
Then when Lyn complained that her phlox (fox) didn’t jump(as per the typing sentence) PP made a pun on “phlox” “flocks” jumping, in the shape of a lamb.
I posted something and changed my mind. I couldn't find a way to delete it entirely without putting something in the boxes so I hit 'd' at random. Anyway, I'm enjoying the verbal equivalent of you all jumping about in my puddle with your new wellies on.
I posted something and changed my mind. I couldn't find a way to delete it entirely without putting something in the boxes so I hit 'd' at random. Anyway, I'm enjoying the verbal equivalent of you all jumping about in my puddle with your new wellies on.
Save it as a draft, then delete the draft. ..........but then we couldn't have had the fun we had.
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Did you ever learn the sentence for typing that goes “The quick brown fox (not phlox!) jumps over the lazy dog”? It uses all the letters of the alphabet.
I await an explanation about badgers and daisies though.
Think of LB’s quizzes when she wants to make the word “the” - Pauline turned the D into a ‘the’.
The rest of it is just one thing leading to another.
I thought of the word “the” beginning a sentence and added “quick”, Fire added “brown” and PP rather unhelpfully added a “phlox” instead of a “fox”.
Then when Lyn complained that her phlox (fox) didn’t jump(as per the typing sentence) PP made a pun on “phlox” “flocks” jumping, in the shape of a lamb.
Etc etc.
I think we are all suffering from cabin fever.
My favourite Spoonerism is:. "Please hush my brat; it's roaring with pain outside."
Anyway, I'm enjoying the verbal equivalent of you all jumping about in my puddle with your new wellies on.