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Here you go:
Perkins Paste - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
And obviously they decided to make a pink paste down the track coz I was a bloody trendsetter...and guess what? You could EAT it and not die...how good is that...
On the texta dying stuff - Saphs, smash a texta, get out its innards - the fluffy fibre contained in the plastic tubey thing and then - for your purposes leave it in water - tada - instant dye!!!
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This one is unashamedly specific to Australia (and even more specifically the State of New South Wales).
Anybody who went to school in NSW of a certain age will likely remember Perkins Paste and the familiar pink plastic jar that it came in.
The label claims that it: "sticks quickly," "cannot spill," and is "non toxic" (all admirable features for a glue). Nothing on there about taste. Even so, every class in every school had a kid (or kids) who scored big points by being able to eat significant quantities of the sticky white almondy substance.
This T Shirt was initially developed in collaboration with Perkin's Products as a promotion for our Stationery Department (where we dutifully sold the actual stuff). The image captured the imagination of our Customers, and soon took on a life all its own.
Sadly, Perkins Paste appears to have vanished from the marketplace. A recent search has proved fruitless. Extinction is a real possibilty. But fear not; its pink and sticky spirt lives on via this homage.
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sapphire1;1164220 wrote: Get A PT for a few sessions Raggsy babes. Tell him/her to give it ya.....the black dog will be too scared to come within bulls roar and you will be too stuffed to give two hoots
Feeling betterer already
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byebyebridgetjones;1164236 wrote: Nope.
Clag = red and white container, transparent glue. PP = pink packaging opaque white glue.
Oh, and Happy, They hadn't invented textas when I was in kindy. Or biros either. I used to be an inkwell girl in primary school!
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Rags;1164243 wrote: ...when I was a kid was in a white glass jar.
Well, when I was a kid, we had to boil all our spare cow and horse hooves for hours before we could extract some sort of glue with which to carry out our scrap-booking and decoupage and paper tolle craft activities ...
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tawnyfrog;1164247 wrote: Well, when I was a kid, we had to boil all our spare cow and horse hooves for hours before we could extract some sort of glue with which to carry out our scrap-booking and decoupage and paper tolle craft activities ...
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sapphire1;1164220 wrote: Get A PT for a few sessions Raggsy babes. Tell him/her to give it ya.....the black dog will be too scared to come within bulls roar and you will be too stuffed to give two hoots
Well, orf to grab a pallet of nair from bunnings. I sympathise with those keeping up appearances.
Hiya Starty! Hope you're okay there friend.
'I am part of all that I have met, yet all experience is an arch wherethro', gleams that untravelled world whose margins fade, forever and forever when I move'
Zen soul Warrior. Freedom today-
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Rags my dear, Saph was on the money when she said get the PT. Something about sticking with it and having someone else push you really helps in the short and long term. It's a positive way to get out the negative energy. I do it even when I don't want to, and always am grateful for it afterwards.
Ive learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances. -Martha Washington
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Evening, MrG ... as I'm paying compliments today, allow me to say ... you have great arms. Are they yours or are they Photoshop-enhanced? Either way, good job! Just a thought, Undies, - I wonder if we've all got a dose of the SADs and can't wait for the clocks to be turned forward? Going hori because I keep waking at 4am and forcing myself to stay in bed until 5 - so now at 8pm I'm a cot case. Nighters, lovely people.
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Hello to all my Very Dear Undies
I am back in the drawer and feeeelllling good about it too - I have so missed the love and support I find here, I don't know where I would be without you. Hello to you one and all, Ms BBBJ (thank you for your kind and caring thoughts) , Mr G (whose music I listen to a lot and find it gives me comfort, thank you), Happy (as always such a dear and caring friend, always there for me - thank you), Tawny (thank you for your lovely kind thoughts), Also Tawny - how is your mate's wife going? I am sorry I haven't followed up lately. Sunny, Miss B, Raggsie, Reggie, Stirly Girl, Doggy Girl, Beags, Tipps. You know, I am trying to think of you all and name you all because you are ALL SO SPECIAL to me, but my mind has gone blank, so please do forgive me if I haven't named you, I appreciate and love you one and all and can only say a big huge thank you again and again. I am hoping you all enjoyed a beautfiful Tuesday and are looking forward to an equally beautiful Wednesday. I know I have missed some of you who have been there for me every step of the way lately, but I am sorry I can't think too much at the moment, just know, I love and appreciate you all. So having said that, be kind to yourselves, take care and Love and Sunshine Always. Kaza xxToday, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. ~Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr:l:l
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myhappyplace;1164238 wrote:
On the texta dying stuff - Saphs, smash a texta, get out its innards - the fluffy fibre contained in the plastic tubey thing and then - for your purposes leave it in water - tada - instant dye!!!
'I am part of all that I have met, yet all experience is an arch wherethro', gleams that untravelled world whose margins fade, forever and forever when I move'
Zen soul Warrior. Freedom today-
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