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AWSOME site! I love how you keep it so simple but yet so cute. Also I loved your stories. You are really talented. I hope you get to be a writer some day, cause I would love to buy a book from you! lol well keep it up man! (p.s. I’m glad I have a pop up blocker)
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Your score: 8
Your layout is very good but a little too plain for me to give you a 10 (the layout has to make a first inpression and the first inpression i got was very plain and some people may not stay in your site long….). You need more links in linking section. Otherwise your site was very good! i bet if people spent the time to look around your site they would think better of it… Great Job!
Review given by Simone @ Colorful 1901

Review from Fantasy Nerd
Layout was very basic. Matching colors. Not much to look at. Page had lots of content and all the ideas were pretty original. Lots of things to do. Emoticions were very simple, some nice wallpapers, simple layouts, simple avatars. Good update rate, and lots of contacts. Seems to put in a lot of effort. Few spelling errors, broken imgaes and links. Bonus: Mostly original ideas. Doesn’t care what others think.
81/95 = 85%

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These are all recipes that I’ve collected while living at GC HQ. All of these are incredibly easy, mostly suited to student/ bachelor living, and some of them are even good for you [maybe].

Corn Beef Hash
Fry an onion. At the same time prepare instant mash potatoe. Cut a tin of corn beef into chunks. Mix all of this together and then fry.

Campsite Medley
Fry some sausages and mushroom, and cut sausages once cooked. Cook shaped pasta/ rice and leek together and drain. Add pasta/ rice, sausage, mushroom and baked beans too one pan and heat through.

Riceables and Smeanp
Boil rice with sliced pac-choi, leaks and carrot. At the same time, heat baked beans, chopped tomatoes with chopped corned beef, mushrooms, spam and garlic. Apply libberal amounts of Worcestershire sauce, herbs and other seasonings.

S’Goop, a la Dru
A tin chopped tomatoes, tin tomato soup, tin spam [cubed], tin sweetcorn, small tin potatoes, 1 med Leek [sliced]

Add chopped tomatoes and tomato soup to pan with potatoes and leak. Bring to boil, then simmer. Add everything else. Season with plenty of Worcestershire sauce and herbs.

Omlette of Sickness [-2]
[NB: Great if you wants to get out of something for the next couple of days]
Take 4 eggs. Slice and dice lots of random things and add to eggs. Fry. Fail to flip correctly. Eat before completly cooked.

These are a few of the many songs I’ve picked up during my time as a guide. Most of them are clean

Contents: Thunder, Thunder; My Flannel Nighty; Three Little Angels; Barges; Kookaburra; Oh the cow kicked Nelly in the belly in the barn; Ging Gang Ghouly; Our Sergeant Major; I’d never go to Heaven; The Lavatory Cleaner; My poor meatball; Say Why; Campfire’s Burning;

Thunderation
Thunder, thunder,
thunderation we are the girl guides,
association when we work with,
determination we create a sensation,
thunder, thunder…

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

My Flannel Nighty
I wear my flannel nighty in the summer when it hot,
I wear my pink pajamas in the winter when its not,
and some times in the spring time and some times in the fall,
I jump into my little bed with nothing on at all!
That’s the time you ought to see me,
That’s the time you ought to see me,
That’s the time you ought to see me,
when I jump into my little bed with nothing on at all!

To the tune of ‘Glory, Glory Hallelujah.’

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Three Little Angles
Three little angles, all dressed in white,
trying to get to heaven on the end of a kite.
But the kite string was broken and down they all fell,
they couldn’t get to heaven so they all when to:
three little devils, all dressed in red,
trying to get to heaven on the end of a bed.
But the bed post was broken and down they all fell,
they couldn’t get to heaven so they all when to:

Repeat first two verses decreasing the number from three to one, then end with
Don’t be mistaken, and don’t be mislead,
they couldn’t get to heaven so they all when to bed!

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Barges
Out of my window,
looking in the night,
I can see the barges’ flick’ring light.
Silently flows the river to the sea,
and the barges too go silently.

Barges! I would like to go with you,
I would like to sail the ocean blue.
Barges! Have you treasure in your holds?
Do you fight with pirates, brave and bold?

Out of my window,
looking in the night,
I can see the barges’ flick’ring light.
Starbord shines green, and port is glowing red,
I can see them flick’ring far a-head

Barges! I would like to go with you,
I would like to sail the ocean blue.
Barges! Have you treasure in your holds?
Do you fight with pirates, brave and bold?

Alternate verse and chorus
Out of my tent flap,
looking in the night,
I can see the guiders’ cigarette light.
Silently flows the whiskey to the glass,
I can see them having loads of laughs.

Guiders, I would like to be with you,
I would like to share your whiskey too.
Guiders have you scouters in your tent?
Are u planning for 9 months ahead?

Tune can be found in any Guide Ass. song book
[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Kookaburra
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree,
merry merry king of the bushes he,
laugh, Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra,
gay your life must be!

Alternate verses
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree,
Eating all the gumies, mercy me!
Stop, Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra,
Save some there for me!

Kookaburra sits on the el’ctric wire,
jumpin’ up and down with his pants on fire!
Cry, Kookaburra, Cry Kookaburra,
Hot your bum must be!

Kookaburra sits on the railroad tracks,
Better get off or he’ll be flat,
Run kookaburra, run, kookaburra,
Uh-Oh!, watch out!, SPLAT!

Kookaburra sits on the old corn-grinder.
Beady eyes are watching till he finds a -
Snake! Kookaburra, snake! Kookaburra,
Grab it for your tea

Kookaburra sits on the old TV,
Merry merry king of the BBC
Laugh Kookaburra, Laugh Kookaburra,
[Something, something] ITV

The first verse can be sung as a round
[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Oh the cow kicked Nelly in the belly in the barn,
the doctor said it would do no harm,
so we all kicked nelly in the belly in the barn!

Second verse -
same as the first,
a little bit louder and a little bit worse!

Reapeat as many times as desired, getting louder and singing worse each time. Sometime the leader may chose to yell out a style for the singers to impersonate, ie Rainbows = shy, Rangers = loud and brash, Commisioners = snooty
[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Ging Gang Ghouly
Ging gang ghouly ghouly ghouly ghouly whatcha,
ging gang goo,
ging gang goo.
Ging gang ghouly ghouly ghouly ghouly whatcha,
ging gang goo,
ging gang goo.
Shale-,
Oh hail-a shale-a,
Oh hail-a shale-a shale-a ho!
Shale-a,
Oh hail-a shale-a,
Oh hail-a shale-a shale-a ho!
Shally-wally, shally-wally, shally-wally, shally-wally, oohmpa, oohmpa, oohmpa…

This is sung in a round with one group singing the main song over and the other repeating the last word ‘Oohmpa’

Alternate version
Ging gang ghouly ghouly ghouly on a push bike,
ging gang goo,
ging gang goo.
Ging gang ghouly ghouly ghouly on a push bike,
ging gang goo,
ging gang goo.
Peddle, oh peddle faster, oh peddle faster up the hill!
Peddle, o peddle faster, o peddle faster up the hill!
Faster, faster, faster…

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Our Sergeant Major
Our Sargent Major jumped from 40 thousand feet,
Our Sergeant Major jumped from 40 thousand feet,
Our Sergeant Major jumped from 40 thousand feet,
and he ain’t gonna jump no more!

Chorus Glory, glory, what a helluva way to die
when you’re hanging from knickers and you don’t know how to fly!
Glory, glory, what a helluva way to die
and he ain’t gonna jump no more!

They scraped him off the runway like a blob of strawberry jam x3
and he ain’t gonna jump no more!
Chorus
They put him in a jam-jar, and sent him home to mum x3
and he ain’t gonna jump no more!
Chorus
She put him on the mantle-piece for everyone to see x3
and he ain’t gonna jump no more!
Chorus

Sung to the tune of ‘Glory, Glory Hallelujah’. There are at least three more verses, but I can’t remember them.
[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Oh, I’d never go to Heaven
Leader: Oh I’d never go to heaven,
Group: Oh I’d never go to heaven,
Leader: In a jumbo jet,
Group: In a jumbo jet,
Leader: Cuz the Lord ain’t got,
Group: Cuz the Lord ain’t got,
Leader: no runways yet!
Group: no runways yet!
Everyone: Oh I’d never go to heaven,
In a jumbo jet,
Cuz the Lord ain’t got,
no runways yet!

Chorus I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more!
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord,
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord,
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more! Any more!

Oh I’d never go to heaven in a baked bean tin, cuz a baked bean tin’s got baked beans in.
Oh I’d never go to heaven in a biscuit tin, cuz a biscuit tin’s got baked beans in.
Oh I’d never go to heaven in [name of guider]’s car, cuz [name of guider]’s car wouldn’t get that far.
Oh I’d never go to heaven in [name of large guider]’s bra, cuz [name of large guider]’s bra would streach too far.

Alternate chorus
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more!
I ain’t gonna grieve,
I ain’t gonna swear,
I ain’t gonna *gasp* You wouldn’t dare!
I ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more! Any more!

Each line in the verse is sung by a leader and the rest of the group follows. This way, anyone who has an idea for a verse can sing it. The verses here are mearly suggestions, there are plenty more.

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

The lavatory Cleaner
My Father’s a lavatory cleaner,
He works in the loo’s all day long,
and when he comes home in the evenings
he smells of the smell of -

Chorus Shine your buttons with Brasso,
‘Tis only ten guineas a tin [a tin!]
You can buy it or chav it from woolies [oxfam]
but I doubt if they got any in!

Some say he did die of a seazure
Some say he did die of a fit,
but we all know what he did die of
he died of the smell of -

Chorus

Some say he was buried in gravel
some say he was burried in grit
but we know what he was buried in,
a steaming great pile of -

Chorus

Some say he did leave us a fortune,
Some say he did leave us a bit
but we all know what he did leave us,
he left us ten barrels of -

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

My poor meatball
On top of spaghetti,
all covered in cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
when somebody sneezed.

It rolled off the table
and onto the floor
and then my poor meatball
rolled out of the door

it rolled down the garden
and under a bush
and then my poor meetball
was nothing but mush!

So, if you eat spaghetti,
all covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball,
and don’t ever sneeze.

To the tune of ‘on top of old smoky’

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Say Why
Say why must we ever say good bye,
Say why must we ever say good bye,
Say why must we ever say good bye,
Say why, say why, say why.

Say when will we ever meet again, x3

Say where and I’ll meet you right there x3

Say why must we ever say good bye,
Say when will we ever meet again,
Say where and I’ll meet you right there
Say why, say when, say where.

This song is usually sung at the end of an evening, especially when a camp is made up of many units. It is customary to keep singing until the last person/ group has left.

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

Campfire’s Burning
Campfire’s burning, campfire’s burning,
Draw nearer, draw nearer,
In the gloaming,in the gloaming,
Come sing and be merry

To the tune of ‘London’s burning’. Used as a call to the campfire, or as the first song once everone’s gathered.

[To listen to the tune, click Here]

The Mow; A mysterious beast sited on the end of many a unsuspecting person’s arm. What is this beast, and were did it come from?

An explanation of the Mow, by Ryan Trevett

The mow is not my own creation, its actually from a guy going by the name of Oliver.I adopted the mow, and during this adoption I found the mow was developing an interesting personality. I quickly learnt that a normal mow does not have a particularly strong grasp on the fundamental laws of physics, one example is of how gravity works - they think that if they don’t want to fall down, they don’t have to, the freaky thing is, it works! For the past 6 years I have learnt about the Mow’s eating habits, how it competes with other mows, mating procedures (what they do when they get horny), and birth procedures.
Unfortunately, recently I have discovered that a mow has an evil counterpart called a maw. Maws are much like mows, except that the head is replace with a 5th leg, and its single eye is attached to a tail like growth at the rear. Instead of legs that are similar to human fingers, the ends resemble the claws of a monster from a horror movie.
Provided I don’t get any more nasty surprises like that from mow, I will be very interested on its other aspects of life. I am currently studying its concepts on religion and its belief in superior deities (if any).

Quotes from people who have seen the Mow:

• “Mows live for ever!” -Ryan, the adopter, and populariser of the Mow
• “Kiiiilll iiitt! Kiiilll them aaallll!"-Luke, hell-bent on exposing the mow as a menace to society and disposing of them all
• “Hail to the mow killer"-Adam, referring to Luke, who also hates mows
• “Can I get back to you on that one, its gonna take me forever"- Katy, when asked to comment on the mow [she has her own family of Mows]
• “Ok… Your people are very… strange aren’t they"-Owen, when first exposed to the Mow
• “Mow’s rock! All two of them [Bob and Jill], and their subsequent clones.” Me
• ‘Are you sure that thing isn’t dangerous?…. (backs away slightly)’ Owen again
• ‘Ohhhh Myyyy Godddd I’ve got one in me too, what is this… night of the hosts of mow…?’ Sarah, after my birthday when she discovered she could do a good mow as well
• ‘One can judge the worth of a person’s character by their ability to understand Mow and their willingness to spread Mow’s fame’ Miranda, a Liverpool person who has been infected with the desire to adopt a Mow.

The Mow’s Picture Gallery

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1. Ryan’s mow Bob on the left, and Katy’s mow Anon, on the right, possibly playing at being ghosts.
2. Anon again, doing spectral things to Ryan’s head.
3. Bob, flying in the face of danger… Wait, no, just flying in the face of Charlotte.
4. Eeek! What’s that on my head?
5. Oh, it’s only the mow.
6. OMG…What’s it gonna do…?

More pics coming… Eventually.
Mow Sound Bites
Mow at the Movies [MP3]
Mow hits Kitty [MP3]

All these avatars are made my me, and used by you under the Creative Commons License. These were made provisionally for Spacefem.com [and thus are all 65x65 px], however I don’t have enough for a gallery there, and since they are cluttering my hard drive, I thought I may as well share them

Remember, these are not hotlinkable! Please download them to your own hard drive before using them.

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