Peckhamgatecrasher

Dear Moos If you must cheat, at least bake them in the oven.

Been at the Ready Brek?

Deptford Market has a good reputation for fabrics. I think it is held on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

"If you are not good

Maybe the rooms should be marketed as sanatoria/ums?

May we call you Delilah for short?

I know the difference between a bloody great ship and a piddling little stream.

I know I'm getting older and therefore am probably senile, but I recall Camberwell Green having a rather splendiferous makeover only a few years ago. Indeed my daughter played in the little stream before the council in their wisdom, turned it off.

no

I love Slade. It's that one every time.

Darling ???? Exactly my sentiments. I found myself screaming "That would be the Demos then you ****wit!" when I listened to it on the radio.

Dear Pollyanna Have a nice, long lie-in.

You are more than welcome - a yellow polka dot bikini should suffice.

Sounds like you need a doctor D_C!

baubles

Come on, HB. It's geegees or gewgaws. You're mixing your something which could be terribly painful.

That, MP, is what makes the FA Cup a cracking competition. I love it.

I too, always read it as Tingawee

After browsing the se23.com I noticed they have a status report(on/offline). Just thought it might be useful for us, at least it might prevent HonaloochieBaby or Brendan talking to themselves.

harmless pursuit?

Truly, we are all flawed, Brendan.

As an antidote to Philip Roth I'm reading Mihir Bose's biography of Keith Miller, an Australian cricketer. This extract is from his period in England during 1942: Soon after he arrived in Bournemouth, he was invited one weekend to play for the RAAF at Dulwich. That Sunday afternoon a hit-and-run raider bombed a bar that was a particular Miller haunt. Had he not been playing cricket he would certainly have been there. Seven of his friends were killed. Who knew Dulwich was a prophylactic?

they can't pave over the diagonal path, it's used as a wicket in the summer.

Sorry, I'll move my pitch.

And will the phantom proctologist also be inviting the West Dulwichites?