mockney piers

Well done, lovely camera and llok forward to seeing you at the pinta interrupta

So what you're really saying James is that the moon is made of cheese, because Tom and Jerry cartoons said so, ergo Dogs should be made compulsory.

Oh go on Tillie, big loves for you too. We've not met yet but I feel like we have.

Oh cool, I'll keep an eye out, just had to give up on large chunks of the 1500+ posts I've missed this week. And cheers for the nod too Sean, thoroughly enjoy your contribution too. And while we're all on a snorky love-fest, I have to say that I've grown quite fond myself. And I have to go Polly D for making me want to say 'word' and then chuckle all the time (and for being jolly nice)

..and i missed out the scottish-welsh-english bit.

* looks out from under cushion, sees nice glass waiting nearby, is tempted * * rather surprised to find is clad in in jesters outfit - how weird *

hispanic carribo-teuton

Looks like you might be Tillie. Wedding Umbria and Tuscany (Mrs mockers and I went out a few days beforehand) were quite simply stunning. Wedding went swimmingly, my speech/comp?ring efforts weren't too disastrous, and all had a jolly good time. Plus Huguenot and I stumbled upon this rundown little gem near the venue, so who knows, perhaps with a bit of luck we'll be joining you for a drop of montepulciano in years to come.

* shuffles quietly into room * * shivers a bit with alcohol withdrawal and shredded nerves * * puts on a pair of slippers, wraps up in a cosy dressing gown, plonks cushion over face and begins to doze on the lounger *

I couldn't possibly pick a favourite but I must say I miss EDQuaywe and his sardonic wit.

firefox has an auto spellchecker that does the wobbly underline thing with right-click suggestions for the correct spelling. It can be a bit annoying and microsfoty, but does help prevent things like definately.

No harm in an extra bump, and a quick note to say there'll be the first forum wedding between Huguenot and Bumbalina in a few short hours time under the umbrian sun. Do wish them luck, i for one am poverbially papping my pants!! and hello everyone, I miss you all and am suffering the severest forumnick withdrawal symptoms!!

* glances around, realises should really be doing things like packing * * getting on a plane awfully soon * * scarpers out the back door *

You simply can't go wrong with chili related products. Good quality whisky or brandy or rum or tequila (like really good) 'Spaced' boxed set. Good quality Wok/frying pan. A big hug.

Well I said hello to the lady who owns the black cherry. I've met her a hundred times, my brother sells them wine, I know all her children and my good lady has the fellow irish thing going. Her reaction? You'd have thought I was about to mug her!! I may have to not bother with hellos, obviously I have an adverse effect!!

how did it all go...tell me tell me tell me

Final scores on the doors 3 wheelers 14 - 68 four wheelers I don't know what it means but pretty important stuff i think you'll agree.

55 - 11 i'm losing

I can't believe instant lounging. 40 - 10

Huguenot and i are doing some ll pram analysis. So far three wheelers 8 - 26 four wheelers. We will keep you posted (no pun intended)

You know your tomatoes Cleethorpian, though I always preffered Hitchin. (no she went in a honda accord)

I guess so. It can't all be Livers in Brine and Braggadoccio a la Chiesa I guess.

Wow, for once we're in total agreement Louisa...hurrah. Not that I saw the Grove Tavern in the 70s or anything, but it's a great building which seems to have had every trace of character removed. A traditional pub there would be a godsend. A lovely pint of ale prior to a walk in the woods!

* realises has to materialise out, but offers quick wave to pecham_perkster, tries best no to look (too) flirtatious * * thanks meths may not be the best welcome, offers refereshing glass of pinot grigio instead *

Sadly the black squirrel is no more, it used to be the sort of place people had impromptu sing-a-longs before stabbing you in the face with a broken bottle. Now it sells thai food. I ask you, whats happening to the place. Ever since London types moved in with their fancy ways, cashing in on a rotting broom cupboard above a traditional boozer in East Dulwich and buying an eight bedroom mansion up Glebe Road, things just ain't what they used to be down Letchworth way. You should see what happened to the locals bar in The Broadway, sheesh. Hmmm, I've a weird sensation of deja vu (not the iffy denzel washington 'thriller')