Out of the mouth of babes — 22 Comments

  1. 1, 2, 3, 6 & 10. Not necessarily in that order.


    Although I have a degree of sympathy with grandsprog because when I was 13/14 (back in the dawn of time) I knew it all and understood everything with a degree of clarity greatly exceeding that of my poor ignorant parents. Fortunately, upon leaving school I established contact with reality.

    • I had forgotten that, and of course you’re right.  Though 3 should cover that?

      Yes, I remember the days when I knew it all.  Then I left school and had to start again from scratch.

    • Nope, can’t come up with a thing (even with your list of choices to guide me). Then again, I never had kids. Took care of a lot of them but I could always send them back home so their parents could deal with situations like this instead of me.

  2. Dear Grandad

    13 eh? You mean she’s missed out on 8 years of legal smoking (at least by UK rules, assuming it is the same age for drinking – i.e. 5).

    I collected the fag ends of unfiltered cigarettes after a parental party and tried to smoke the accumulated baccy in one of those plastic bubble pipes with the red bowl and white tube. Needless to say it melted and the smoke tasted of plastic. I tried a ‘cigar’ of dry leaves from the kungu tree and singed my tongue.

    My Dad took pity one me (and older brother) and gave us each a cigarette when I was around 9 or 10. After I had puffed mine down to nothing (I didn’t inhale) and did the same for my brother’s, Dad made a deal that if we didn’t smoke until we were 21, he’d give us £5. Each.

    Money talks. We both collected.


    PS Today is National Smoking Day, so I had a ciggie – one of my 2 to 6 per year.

    • National smoking day?

      I don’t smoke ciggies so lit a fire of paper, cardboard, plastic wrappers etc just to get in the spirit of it. Clouds of smoke rose gracefully from t’chimney t’was a delight.

  3. Very impressive little “experiment”. Can someone with a farcebook account be so kind as to tell that oh so smart guy that lung tissue is not made of absorbant cotton balls and throats are not made of plastic tubes and don’t need cleaning out with a pristine white cloth? Maybe also give a little hint that human lung tissue has an amazing ability to clean itself, otherwise his own lung would certainly not look any better than his cute little cotton balls – or does he live on top of a very, very high mountain where no air pollutants can possibly reach him? If so, how did he get his little experiment on Farcebook? By spooky action on a distance? If he decides in a panic to move to a mountain top preferably in the Himalayas, give him advice to take his little cotton balls with him so he can see if he’s really safe from air pollutants. Poor man, he must suffer so …

    • Hah!  The one massive flaw in his experiment!  I mentioned it in 5, as it was the first thing I actually thought.

      • Yeah, that kind of “experiment” always looks so very impressive … you could also tell granddaughter to ask a pathologist if he’s able to tell a smoker’s lung from a non-smoker’s. They can’t. And you could tell her that smokers’ lungs are used for transplants without a second’s hesitation …

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