Showing posts with label childish smut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childish smut. Show all posts

Monday, May 11, 2009

Fair Comment

We have a new design for our comments cards.

One side is aimed at adults, the other for children. The children's side is colourful and asks questions such as "what did you enjoy the most today?" ("the baby lambs!"), "what did you enjoy the least?" ("sheep poo") and "what did you discover?" ("nofing").

Reading the children's cards is always entertaining. My all time favourite has to be the one I retrived from the box after our wildlife day. Lovely Warden runs this event and takes the children on a nature walk as well as making bird boxes and bird feeders with them. It is a fun afternoon of romping through the woods, getting to play with a hammer and drill and, as if all that wasn't enough excitement, then rolling a pine cone in lardy dough and birdseed.

You can only imagine my delight at discovering the following gem under the "what did you enjoy the most today?" heading:

"I liked going round the house, making a bird box and Lovely Warden's fat balls."

Monday, June 25, 2007

Happy Feet

McColleague and I went shopping for arts and crafts items for our next big event.

We had a fairytale theme so were delighted when we spotted some stone feet stepping stones in the gardening department of Woolworths.

"They'd be perfect as troll footprints under the bridge!" we exclaimed. "We'd be crazy not to buy them!"

Once we got them back to the office we unwrapped them and decided we needed Lovely Warden to help install them properly outside. We decided to text him a picture to illustrate our request. McColleague and I giggled just as much over our handiwork (footwork?) here as we did over our halloween exhibit or the nuts incident. Is this childish?


Saturday, March 31, 2007

Carry On Innuendo

The Gardener decided to have some sport with McColleague.

"I heard a rumour about you and Lovely Warden," he said.

"Oh yes?" replied McColleague, with a due sense of wariness.

"I heard he rubbed his nuts on your chest."

"That's true, he did."

"Were they raw?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Were they raw? Or were they cooked? The nuts."

"You are a very naughty man and I am not going to talk to you any more."