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Never mind Declan, wire reference gone awry. But less of the personal sniping on quids please, there's enough bile and petty argument in this thread for everyone, let's let it lie. And appreciate the sentiment JTT, but what makes you think I've gone? ;-)

And can I just say, purely as a citizen you understand, that roll/huff/wolf respect admin's decision and just fuck off once and for all please. You're not a champion of the people you're just a mouthy cunt. HAL, enjoy the spoils of 'victory'. You personally have put me off this forum (among others in all fairness) for a while, but I did my bit whether I liked it or not; god knows I even tried to be nice to you. But you're welcome to it now, it's a poorer place for having you around, but hey, not my problem anymore is it. Try and remember you're a guest in someone's home, not shaggy and scooby doo trying to solve a bloody mystery; try behaving like it for once.

Sorry. Missed the comma. Complete now.

Are you, wolf?

Exactly. Hal, you've been gunning for me for quite a while and frankly I've had enough. I quit. Admin will have my bits in the morning, I will be a citizen like the rest of us, all yours.

Yo mum would drink until she were no longer speaking etc ........

Don worry, u ain' be betrayin' yo ass declan. Wee cooool.

The community is richer for peole caring, as all are. The question is to yourself; always; do you care?

Is that your thousandth post? Nice one, congratulations... Always good to see good people meet landmarks.

Honestly; he was just trying to do a pun. It came out wrong. Don't worry, if you ever want someone to be there for you, someone you trust and love it's probably not him (but when push comes to shove I reckon it is), but you know, I fucking love him like a brother anyway. Put it this way...I vouch for him, whatever that's worth.

Is it un-drawing-room-like to offer a doffed cap to timster, or as keef might say 'what timster said'?

Oh bless. Hope he's feeling better soon. Mines in Ireland; I hope he recovers soon too ;-)

Ian, CC is actually lovely. I can vouch for the fella. He just got a bit upset at the thouht that a genuine local institution was being cynically killed off.

Aye it does Mick.

I'll be in hoopers sans friends if anyones around. I am briefly childless.

Oooh. Those brita ads starred advert girl didn't they, that actress that was in that film about Indian villagers beatig a bunch of English toffs at cricket in the style of a sergio leone film. For want of a better term, corrrrrr

Funny just talking about this. If one person so much as dares to say 'oooh but why, he was funny' I swear ......... * looks down at second hand, taps foot *

Sorry. Poor advice. Haven't been temping in 14 years. My bad. How about finding a nice pub or restaurant. Doesn't the EDT have a notice in the window?

*SPOILERS !!!!!!!* The book is ultimately a world view crafted and narrated in third person by 'the man' (the clue is he slips into first person in his flashbacks). Dark as that post apocalyptic world certainly is, it isn't necessarily as bad as the man makes out. The boy often challenges that view and is ultimately vindicated through most of the encounters. I also thought there was a HUGE nod to Philip K Dick's 'Man in the High Castle'. There is much reference to dream realities and the telling of stories. There is an acknowledgement that the characters are slightly aware that they aren't real, that they are products of the author's own fears and inner struggle with life's meaning and the moral decisions we have to make everyday. It works on so many myriad levels of cautionary tale, passion play and metaphor. Marvellous stuff and most deserving of it's pullitzer.

Very true sean. It does seem like the argument itself is somewhat anachronistic. Seems a debate for a bygone age. (yes thanjs chair, that damned autospell has a lot to answer for too. Have edited it a bit anyhow)

SteveT, I thought my school was excellent. It had a very progressive attitude and was also very big on education not simply being academic but a more pervasive positive attitude; about inclusiveness in all activities and getting bright kids to encourage less academically minded kids, sporty kids to encourage the lazier head in the cloud types (can think who I might be referring to there). I mean where else would I have whiled away some of the lunch times durin the bitterest winter I remember, knitting with one of the hardest lads from the Purwell estate in Hitchin? And I think it all ran pretty well. It was no utopia but neither was it anything like the broken Britain crap we keep hearing about. Sadly I gather it no longer functions half as well as it used to. A couple of the other schools in the area were shut down and the numbers doubled in my old school. Brilliant experienced teachers with invaluable life experience were put out to pasture to pay for hoards of kids fresh out of uni. As discipline sufffered so measures like uniforms were introduced and that unique atmosphere of encouragement in all areas was strangled by league tables and ofsted inspection regimes. Apparently it's now a pretty awful school. Maybe it's not the philosophy but the practice, not the theory but the environment in which it is enacted. and above all it's about committing to an ideal it resourcing it appropriately. But in short, yes I thought it excellent. Mind you, as broad a cross section of kids as we had, even the poorest areas in north herts are hardly inner city trouble spots. Apologies all round for the anecdotal nature of my post.

Scratch that. having finished it it really is just an overlong and rather starkly beautiful way of saying i's you pint half full or half empty'. And some stuff about questioning the validity of imbuing meaning into existence. Is life a gray (sic) road full of ennui and horror with the occasional peach juice or crafted sextant moment? Is there a greater meaning; should there be an embracing optism; brings us back to TS Eliot who I think leaned toward the negative when asking the same questions. I sense McCarthy will be buying the subsequent round and it's truly a redemtive book, whether for him or no I couldn't say. Lovely though, lovely, it'll be getting a second read tomorrow.

It's coming back to me now, the girl from Press Gang with the big boobies?

Spooky indeed!! :-) And are you kidding, it was the one exception to the no-TV-dinners-rule in our house. I was an avid dallasite from day one. I would say they don make it like that anymore, then you catch an episode on some sort of TV Gold type channel and wince, what were we thinking?!?! Colonel Wilmer Deering prevents that from happening to Buck Rogers though. It remains truly brilliant (just look away from Gil Gerard's paunch!!!!) that's all ringing faint bells Huff, who was Lisa again?

Just go to any temping agency. Be warned, I did that to save money for my first move to London; the words crushing and spirit spring to mind. Good luck in your endeavours however.