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[stackpole]

Your very busy on here Sallyann, chatting up the lads into the earlies. Doesn't that makkem honey of yours pay you enough attention or something? I've heard blokes are a bit like that Up North.

[SallyAnne]

Your very busy on here Sallyann, chatting up the lads into the earlies. Doesn't that makkem honey of yours pay you enough attention or something? I've heard blokes are a bit like that Up North.

I dont chat up the lads Its just a bit of banter - its very addictive this site! I'm going to have to start rashioning myself with it I think.

I dont want to make him sound like a stereotypical bloke, but he was out with his mates last night, and now he's at the footy Wouldn't have it any other way!

[Lucifer Box]

ha ha - excellent I would absolutely love to have kids - I reckon they'd keep you amused for the rest of your life! That must've been really sweet I hope you had the video camera out!

Where is Simpsons then? That London? Me and the other half are coming down for a few days in December (staying at the Sanderson no less!) Its my birthday treat - I'd love to squeeze in a really posh meal somewhere, in between all the Molly Mog boozing time!

I'd love to be able to cook, cause (and I'm pleased the board is empty) I love spending time in the kitchen. Always have. But unfortunately I'm rubbish at it! I made Lasagne on Tuesday night for my bloke coming in - it looked gorgeous and I was very proud of myself...until we ate it and the lasagne sheets were rock hard.

Your lady must be chuffed to bits having a fella who can cook. If I had to choose all over again I'd definately choose a chef as my bloke....or a male hairdresser!

Kids are great, well this one is anyway, even at 5am on a Saturday morning when all they want to do is play, play, play and all you want to do is sleep. Best make the best of them while they're young as I'm sure those teenage strops will come around all too quickly.

Yes, Simpson's is in London and is on the Strand. It is the high temple of British cooking and I highly recommend it for afficionados of the best of British. It would make a splendid venue for an evening out. Try and get one of the booths on the right hand wall in the Grand Divan if you can. Your man will need to wear and jacket and tie.

A great alternative would be a visit to Bentley's, just off Piccadilly, another long standing feature of the British eating scene in the capital. The focus here is on seafood rather than on the meat oriented menu at Simpson's. Both are delicious, have been serving happy customers for over 250 years between the two of them, and have the highest personal recommendation from me so it's just down to what you fancy.

For pre-dinner cocktails, don't mess around and get yourself over to The American Bar at the Savoy. Be there promptly to get one of the sofas and enjoy.

Dr Lucifer dons his chef's hat and says you need to par-boil your lasagne sheets. Of course, you could always make your own. It isn't hard and they taste so much better. Practice makes perfect (or perfect makes practice as my French master always used to say) and no one ever learned anything by getting it right all the time.

To be honest, I don't think my wife really cares what she gets on her plate. Her family upbringing was unfortunately one where mealtimes were something to be gotten out of the way quickly so you could go back to watching the TV. I do do all the cooking though because I like to eat well, so I hope she enjoys that aspect of it at least! I'm sure she does. In my fantasy world I would have been a chef, but I realise that is hopelessly idealistic as except for a tiny handful it is hard work, long hours and low pay, all of which are anathema to me!

[SallyAnne]

Kids are great, well this one is anyway, even at 5am on a Saturday morning when all they want to do is play, play, play and all you want to do is sleep. Best make the best of them while they're young as I'm sure those teenage strops will come around all too quickly.

Yes, Simpson's is in London and is on the Strand. It is the high temple of British cooking and I highly recommend it for afficionados of the best of British. It would make a splendid venue for an evening out. Try and get one of the booths on the right hand wall in the Grand Divan if you can. Your man will need to wear and jacket and tie.

A great alternative would be a visit to Bentley's, just off Piccadilly, another long standing feature of the British eating scene in the capital. The focus here is on seafood rather than on the meat oriented menu at Simpson's. Both are delicious, have been serving happy customers for over 250 years between the two of them, and have the highest personal recommendation from me so it's just down to what you fancy.

For pre-dinner cocktails, don't mess around and get yourself over to The American Bar at the Savoy. Be there promptly to get one of the sofas and enjoy.

Dr Lucifer dons his chef's hat and says you need to par-boil your lasagne sheets. Of course, you could always make your own. It isn't hard and they taste so much better. Practice makes perfect (or perfect makes practice as my French master always used to say) and no one ever learned anything by getting it right all the time.

To be honest, I don't think my wife really cares what she gets on her plate. Her family upbringing was unfortunately one where mealtimes were something to be gotten out of the way quickly so you could go back to watching the TV. I do do all the cooking though because I like to eat well, so I hope she enjoys that aspect of it at least! I'm sure she does. In my fantasy world I would have been a chef, but I realise that is hopelessly idealistic as except for a tiny handful it is hard work, long hours and low pay, all of which are anathema to me!

Ah wow - thanks Lucifer. You are a helpful devil! Thats really nice of you for all those links.

I will go and do some investigating now......

Cheers honey.

[Lucifer Box]

Ah wow - thanks Lucifer. You are a helpful devil! Thats really nice of you for all those links.

I will go and do some investigating now......

Cheers honey.

You're welcome! Glad to be of service.

Hope you find something you like the look of in that lot. Needless to say, with both restaurants you should book as far in advance as you can and it helps if you are flexible with date and time at weekends.

Almost forgot, if you want a decent boozer in central London, you won't go far wrong with the Argyll Arms, just off Oxford Circus. Looks exactly as it did 100 years ago.

[lilelvis2000]

My lad is eight and a bit months old and, of course, I love him to bits. He's just started crawling with a vengeance and is into everything. He found his way into the fireplace this morning (not lit, I hasten to add) and came out covered head to foot in soot. So cute.

Eight months, crikey, that's fairly quick. Mind you my lad (13 months) started crawling backwards at that age. Managed to get himself stuck under the couch. hee hee. Started crawling forwards "commando" style - arms only. But now he rockets around with aid of his truck. and in the kitchen he uses the bin - sliding it around on the tiled floor. very cute.

has yours started throwing stuff just to hear the sound it makes?

[Lucifer Box]

Eight months, crikey, that's fairly quick. Mind you my lad (13 months) started crawling backwards at that age. Managed to get himself stuck under the couch. hee hee. Started crawling forwards "commando" style - arms only. But now he rockets around with aid of his truck. and in the kitchen he uses the bin - sliding it around on the tiled floor. very cute.

has yours started throwing stuff just to hear the sound it makes?

He was pushing himself backwards in circles at about 6 months which was very cute to see. Anything that comes within reach now he pulls himself up on it so I think he might be tottering fairly soon which will be time to turn the house upside down nightmare time.

Yes he's throwing stuff under my desk as I type. Bugger, I think it was the router.

[Lucifer Box]

Bad news, LB.

You've got the Terrible Twos to get through first...

"No"

"No"

"Won't"

"No"

etc.

HTH.

I think I'll be alright, Zeity, dealing with Mrs Lucifer has given plenty of expertise in dealing with that sort of scenario.

We do seem to be getting through nannies at a rate of knots though. And they do so love little Damien when they first see him.

[Lucifer Box]

It must get tedious cutting them down...

We had to get one out from under the ice in the water feature last week. That was most tiresome.

[Lucifer Box]

Excellent, LB.

I see you are starting the chimney cleaning training in good time...

It's either that or scientific research. I run a strict household based on the school of hard knocks principle.