Peckhamgatecrasher

Quote from latest Rankin you may enjoy: "...It had taken him ages to buy his first CD player, and even now he preferred vinyl. Siobhan said it was because he was 'wilful'. 'Either that or I've just not got the herd mentality,' he'd argued back. These days, she had an MP3 player and bought stuff online. He would tease her by asking if he could take a look at the album cover or lyric sheet. 'Your're missing the big picture,' he'd told her. 'A good album should be more than the sum of its parts.'

what, with cabers?

"throw's of passion" could result in severe bruising.

It's very easy to break into a Yale as Andy McNab (born & bred E Dulwichian) has described in detail in two of his books - one of those for teenagers!

Maybe Mark wants to borrow a tin of elbow grease?

Think Her Maj might be a bit peeved if you lot keep eating her swans.

Woz sick as a parrot

Oh - can't we ED supporters who lurk on the outskirts have one too, please?

Ditto New Year's Eve Mr P - eschew Germany and live it up in ED!

I humble myself before your greater knowledge - blame it on that fascist organisation the Girl Guides.

BM - sorry to be a pedant but it's the Union Flag - only a Union Jack when it's on a boat.

Many congrats - perhaps he could be named Sebastian Norman Urquhart Bertrand

Too soon we'll be Auld Lyne Sanging

Just to give credit where it's due, a couple of months' ago, our local postie in Peckham came to the church office because he had delivered to a house where the keys were in the door. He had knocked but got no reply but knew she was one of our ladies. Indeed, she is very deaf and had recently come out of hospital. He and I entered together and found her safe, but very exhausted and collapsed on a sofa. She could have been burgled or worse had it not been for the darling postie taking the time and trouble to do something.

I too, swoon over Dr Addo. A case of Munchausen's coming methinks.

I don't like curry but I'm willing to learn. I was put off as a teenager by barfing on the two occasions I had curry. Probably had something to do with the amount of alcohol consumed but I always blame the curry. Are you willing to take me through it gently?

Rest Room - what's that all about? I wouldn't dream of having a lie down in a bog.

Lager cold Beer tepid and from a pump - none of yer fizzy stuff.

I'm going to lay down and WAIT for the compass ROSE

I suspect Lee Cooper cannot help it - it's probably in his genes.

And we could buy the oil offered on a previous thread, heat it up and ...

That would be the lesser spotted bobby shaftoe faux

Well oil be blowed

Don't know how apocryphal this is but I remember a story about Stanley Matthews. Back in the day when it were t'leather football, his dad apparently soaked the ball, made him remove his right boot and gave him the choice which foot he kicked it with!

Little Molly Flinders sat among the cinders