mockney piers

* looks out of window at misery over lords, and goes for nice malty pint of winter warmer ... mmmm * * nudges trolley imperceptibly in direction of citizenED - it's better than beer in Edward the Confessor*

Hence my above link asset. I'll spell it out rather than hyperlink it this time. http://www.eastdulwichforum.co.uk/forum/read.php?5,8800,8800#msg-8800

* places selection of ales and lagers, all served at perfect temperature on dessert trolley in front of grons* * winks encouragingly *

I doubt life will expire. Earth has undergone far more radical changes than this and life has always found a way. Man, with it's ingenuity would probably be the least likely to dissappear though we're already entering a stage of mass species extinction as impressive (or depressing) as anything since the permian extinction of 250 million years ago, when the protodinosaurs were the size of budgies. A whole cycle of life and another mass extinction 65 million years ago. This one will probably be as traumatic as a decent ice age at absolute worst, of course the effects on civilisation will be utterly devastating with deaths in the billions. Luckily that'll mean those that are left, jet packing (for they have to come one day...always in the future..i want one now) to the maldives will have far fewer germans to compete with for beach space.

There's a range down anerly isn't there, fairly cheap though small and busy. Mrs Mockers and I used to go there quite a bit. I'd be well up for hitting a few balls there as I'm not sure Tiger Woods on the Wii really counts

Aah, my bad. Yes it would be nice. I like to think I'm conscientious, but I'm not a wealthy man and am known to vote with my pocket despite my arguments here.

* wanders in with angel swatter * ~splat~ - ~splat~ - ~splat~ ~splat~ .... ~splat~ * Starts mixing cocktails, looks up enquiringly *

Most of my flights seem to be by leaving on a propeller plane, which I'm hoping isn't as bad. Also someone said trains are cheaper which certainly hasn't always been the case in my experience (by some quite significant sums in some cases). That said Mrs Mockers and I took Eurostar to Brussels which was great 3 hours door to door, and never more than a couple of feet off the ground, hurrah. If I can avoid a plane at all I'm happier as I'm a terrible flier and was pretty convinced I was a gonner on my last flight.

I know for a fact Mrs Mockney will be well up for it and has car and clubs (ickle ones), but won't be back in the country until late June sadly :(

The missus asked the same thing just the other day. Not a sausage of a clue I'm afraid.

* intangibly floats through room, a mere shadow of self, an afterthought, a whisper * * thinks to self my nickname was tumbleweed once you know *

I heard that they are, and Scott from the Bishop confirmed it. It's part of the late licence requirements locally as opposed to law of the land.

LOL. I've a mate who had a habit of drinking too much and then stripping naked and serving behind the bar of his local pub. He's a north of the river lad, but i'll text and see if he was over this way last night :D

Well I ended up Drinking From Pub (DFP), and am the ropier for it today ;D

Aah not if we have an infinte number of lounges, getting more loungey in their nature each time!!! ;)

* welcomes Bea to the Quiet Room for the first time with a barely perceptible wink * * offers her a chocamochaflocka latte with a splash of something weekendy *

I wouldn't worry MW74, fractionater's referring to snorky's constant insinuation that ED is replete with brothels packed to the brim with policemen. There may or may not be any truth to the insinuations, but frankly meh!!

Interesting. I still like lounge as fun places start here. Perhaps we need to change our neolgism to "you've been ratholed to the lounge"

any chance of getting a small/medium/large selector, or at least an outo resizer on the image url posting thing as am having to edit a few of the bigger ones which add clutter and chew up bandwidth, especially on dial-up people?

Keef I see your point, but as fist posts go, it wasn't the most charming. Admittedly this thread isn't for everyone, it sure as hell isn't my bag (baddam tish), but accusing everyone on it of being Nathan Barley and launching into the old 3-wheeled buggy tirade is akin to wandering into a new pub and farting loudly isn't it? I should add a big welcome to the only chav in ED. word!

Poping in Jimbo? Does that involve stepping out of your oddly shaped bulletproof car and kissing the victorian tiles as you enter the pub?

Oh cool. My mate's guitar teacher had that. I've *ahem* artificially induced it in my wayward youth.

*is even more surprised that I've been to baghdad and am rather older than I thought *

Whilst strolling down to the Village The cacti we started to pillage Working at home from the EDT Whilst supping a nice hot cup of tea

Actually a friend of mine back in Letchworth had an armed squad batter down his front door and pointed guns in his face malarkey. His crime, he'd been driving around on a sunny day occasionally shooting a passer by with a fluorescent lime green space gun that went bleeepbleplooppiillybloo when you pressed the trigger. A concerned citizen that just happened to be a neighbour with whom he didn't get on, phoned the police with a slightly twisted version of the above tale. End result having your home ransacked by scary uniformed people. Still, he dines out on the story to this day!!