Peckhamgatecrasher

Swan Lighter Fluid - from any newsagent/corner shop. Dab some on cotton wool and magic happens!

As an insomniac, I frequently shop for cigarettes in the middle of the night/wee sma' hours of the morning at some of the establishments already mentioned. I've never noticed any trouble at any of them. Another one in Grove Vale will just give me more options. (Though I'm in love with the adorable men at Payless on L.Lane who are too, too sweet.)

Click on this thread. Once on it, send him a private message (bottom of screen, option: reply via PM) or use his hotmail address. Emmanuel

It seems to have the Peckham boundary wrong.

Mea culpa. *wonders how long my contribution in the DR will last*

What cuts? Both your title and the link are a little woolly on what it's all about.

From what I know of SeanMcG, Scribe, he is a complete degenerate and sociopath, and frankly I'd throw away the key. Some people are beyond rehabilitation. Nor should he get the vote.

I rescue the frogs/toads that my cats catch and release them by the pond in the Wildlife Garden on Marsden Road.

We used Emmanuel from this forum. He's very laid back which completely suited my daughter's personality, but it worked - she passed. She was in lower set for maths and they had every supply teacher going it seems which wasn't very helpful. Emmanuel restored her confidence hugely.

I was reading this today: Large meals weere prepared in this room, cauldrons of stew for the insatiate hunger of eight. Stews of all that grew on these rich banks, flavoured with sage, coloured with Oxo, and laced with a few bones of lamb. There was, it is true, little meat at those times; sometimes a pound of bare ribs for boiling, or an occasional rabbit dumped at the door by a neighbour. But there was green food of great weight in season, and lentils and bread for ballast. Laurie Lee c. 1918 So all we need to do is turn over our gardens to veg and smile sweetly at Scribe who may drop a rabbit off. I'm happy to swap some sage for lentils.

Maybe they are referring to where all the lost socks end up.

Go Moos! Rep your endz!

Oh James, I wouldn't do what you do for a footballer's wage. Take heart, you do a sterling job (and I don't agree with your politics!)

I'm staying in Peckham. Think the blurb writer is a frustrated novellist. 'Nam

Narnia henceforth to be known as TheArtfulDoggerel.

As my dear, old English teacher would say Quids, "Can you?".

Would it be too biased to say Steve Claridge?

How wonderful. Many congratulations.

It's lack of Englishmen in the commentary box. Besides, one dayers don't count.

It's lack of Englishmen in the commentary box.

If you don't like the moderator's rules, start your own forum. And leave Narnia alone, he's a darling.

Cricket is serious.

Might as well get Mick McCarthy.

Call me ungrateful, but, I still have a dirty great cooker in the middle of my kitchen and am no further forward. Is there a combined engineer person I can call? If not, can anyone recommend a gas fitter since I will have to deal with that first.

Despite the snow yesterday, I think Spring is amost here. In PR Park the snowdrops are up and the drakes are fighting.