Oh well, if you're up for it, the optimum scenario is this: Take a cab, put cabbie in blinkers and instruct him to drive up and down roads with speed humps. Meanwhile, indulge in furious sex while eating a lobster curry. That should do it.
http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Football/Pix/pictures/2012/1/26/1327577144158/Doosra-diagram-002.jpg From the Guardian's OBO. Edited for wine-induced drivel. (last night, you understand, not this morning)
Watched it last night. All I could see was Dean Gaffney - thanks D_C. He had an interesting line in facial twitches. I watched with my 17 yr old - someone could have warned me there were rude bits, I didn't know where to look.
Oh, Thomas! You would never have been awarded your Hostess Badge in the Girl Guides. It's glassware first, followed by cutlery, then cups/plates and finally the saucepans.
Yes the other shops are bothered. This comment was made earlier in the thread: "It's good to up the prominence of the parade for us (BC Bikes) but when it obscures the shop it gets annoying."
A wheel of the runniest cheese possible. That's what I craved for the last three months (that and liver & bacon). I suspect liver wouldn't travel very well.
Stayed up ridiculously late last night to finish The Black House by Peter May in one sitting. Crime novel set on Lewis with gaelic for beginners glossary. I felt like I was in an Alba thriller.