mockney piers

There have been a couple of threads about this. As I've said I love my ale so I'm glad to see a place selling good beer that clearly takes care of it's pipes. I think it's early doors, and the locals have yet to make up their mind. If it manages to get some more footfall in there then the soul will come with the increase in client?le. I genuinely wish it well as it's nice not *having* to go to borough for a decent pint.

Oh no...months of bridal mags...what have I done. "Oh these, no these are the wedding flowers they're double the cost" "But they're the same flowers" "No no, these are Wedding flowers" Only joking, thanks again everyone.

Thanks Citizen. I couldn't make the drinks as I was busy destroying huguenot and all his old pals at his stag do. But we got 8 of us down to wembley in the end (a couple of no-shows sadly) and it was a fantastic experience, brilliant turnout from both sets of fans. I'm actually a Letchworth boy but as we had no real team it was always Broadhall Way for us. Great game too, though I suspect Huguenot's still sulking just a tiny bit. (not as much a Neil Warnock though, ho ho "What goes around comes around and maybe Chelsea will win the FA Cup and AC Milan the Champions League." Silly man.)

Yep, the latter was Graham Greene wasn't it? I loved Carre's books circa the Smiley era, but like many good spy writers I think he's struggled a bit in the post cold war world.

Actually I feel like I've been run over by a bus, but cheers for the concern Mike. I've a feeling Mrs Mockers might not go for that; what do you reckon to O'Ca?adas?

Yes top weekend all round I have to say. And thanks again guys.

Which pics are those? I don't delete stuff so I reckon so. Karter, it was a lovely day indeed and I reckon the rain addeda bit of blitz spirit to it all. Did i mention that we beat Man U :D Top weekend and thanks everyone for the congratulations, and bob, it may have been a coup, but probably one that would result in my picking up my belongons from below the living room window ;)

It was great to see a few of you today. So sorry I missed you Tillie, by about 25 seconds by all accounts. I'm currently suffering having overdosed on Chilli Pete's Chilli. Marvellous stuff. Top effort Mark by the way!!!

Thanks everyone. And keith my phone has been temporarily out of action since friday so I'm a bit incommunicado at the mo. I'd be delighted to heft a half with you at the fair if you can make it though.

G.racias!!!!!

In case anyone's interested I asked mrs Mockney to be permanent mrs mockney tonight. She did say yes. I'm superlatively happy.

Oh my god. I'm definitely not posting on here asking what to do with red wine spills on the upholstery!!!!

The Smiths were unable to conceive children, and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now; the man should be here soon.' Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to...'' Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.' 'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?' 'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat' After a moment, she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?' 'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed, and, sometimes, the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.' 'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and Me!' 'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions, and I shoot from six or seven angles. I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.' 'My, that's a lot!' gasped Mrs. Smith. 'Ma'am, in my line of work, a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.' 'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said. 'Oh my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat. 'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.' 'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith . 'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park, to get the job done right. People were crowding around, four and five deep, to get a good look' 'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement. 'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate. And when darkness approached, I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.' Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh... Equipment? ' 'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod, and we can get to work right away.' 'Tripod?' 'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.' Mrs. Smith fainted

Ooh, you've piqued my curiosity. He's the Bjork Aphex Twin et al video bloke isn't he. What on earth did you post? you can PM me if it's too odd for Forum consumption.

Yep, walked or cycled, or walked with cycle the 2 miles everyday for 14 years. That's where I had fun with mates and larked and so forth. I feel sorry for kids who know nothing but home, school and the inside of a bloody car, it's just plain wrong. [borrows sean's soapbox for 2 minutes]

An absolute classic. funnily enough I sent someone a link to The Day Today - War earlier

Sorry, the French work?! You could always join one of the online thingies like virgin wines and keep a bit of a cellar tucked away. Apparently there's a majestic coming to the village. My brother does a mean case as it goes.

Her madge. I'd pay $500 to watch her breakdancing, perhaps with a litlle beatboxing and some gangsta. "One is da boss with more power than whitehall, spitting ones rhymes from the palace on da mall" err...I'll get my coat

Well we managed one for the GG festival, you may pushing your luck with this one though ;) ?500 ?!!?!?! Are we talking Streisand here or the Queen btw?

As it goes Mike, that's more or less what we're doing, but with lots of his old chums in a good spot by the river. Much as I enjoy the forum nights, it's not really the place to be doing that ;-P

Eye candy he may be, but I don't think you'll be getting very far by plying him with a few drink I'm afraid ;)

Couldn't really gel with Rufus Wainwright I'm afraid. I love his sister though. B*****y M****r F*****g A*******s is such a powerful song, sung right from the heart too that it makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It's all about touring with her dad and her realisation that he's a pompous egomaniac who made the rest of the family miserable; laugh a minute!! Rufus just isn't my thing. Too close to opera for my liking, I can do Antony & The Jonsons, and ex Jonson, Joan as Police Woman is rather good for that moody jazz sound, but Rufus just a step too far for me I guess. ..and good to see you back BB :D I'm listening to Andrew Bird a lot at the moment.

Yep indeed they will. Big refit will take a bit of time though http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/6316245.stm

There once was a Frenchman called Huguenot Whose thirst for knowledge was huge you know He danced through the eighties with leotard clad ladies Whilst reciting the words of Prospero