Happy new year All -
Last glass of champagne and I'm off to bed.
Last glass of champagne and I'm off to bed.
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Just call me Matron - Too many handbags -
Where are we going? And what’s with this hand basket?Comment
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Ah crap. Oh well, these things happen
I spent about ten minutes dicking about with the tiny buttons on my phone creating this for you all:
Happy New Year TPD
... and then somehow I triggered a keypress that caused Opera Mini to throw away my input and return to scratch
FFS
Anyway, happy Thursday to you all - after all, that's all it is (although some people seem to resent it when one reminds them of that fact, for reasons I don't comprehend)
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Happy New Year, Nick - hope you have a great one
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Originally posted by EqualOpportunities View PostHappy New Year, Nick - hope you have a great one
EqualOpportunities
the man, as well as the concept
FTW!
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Thank you very much, kind Sir...Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
EqualOpportunities
the man, as well as the concept
FTW!
Was there much happening out and about your local area?The squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to graveComment
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BTW, I meant to say "Hi EO, have some bananas"... but I forgot
Still, bananas for EO - yet let us remember that although lots of other people think tonight is important, it's merely a calendrical event of no actual significance. If we were Mayans, today would mean nothing.
Happy New Thursday
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Just the same old piss in a different shaped bottleOriginally posted by EqualOpportunities View Post
There's a reason I go to the P&T every New Year
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What, the P&T on DL? If so, it's a quality boozer; not that I've been for yonks...Originally posted by NickFitz View PostJust the same old piss in a different shaped bottle
There's a reason I go to the P&T every New YearThe squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to graveComment
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That's the one - the one I worked at from 1990 to 1992, rising to the dizzy heights of Assistant Manager, and gaining three stitches in my right eyebrow (and the urgent need of a new pair of spectacles) for my effortsOriginally posted by EqualOpportunities View Post
In other news, Her Majesty's Constables
just turned up outside again - looks like they were trying to visit next door this time, as I was sifting through assorted discs, trying to find a playable copy of La Cabina.
I failed, so I'm listening to Tim Blake's New Jerusalem instead. Oh, and the Police seem to have left.
In a way, it's nice to know they're so readily available.
Also, I must burn myself a new DVD of La Cabina
I wonder, does my New Thursday sound better than yours
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