Peckhamgatecrasher

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Don't get cats then Ss. My cats kindly brought one into the house yesterday. I managed to chase them out of the house but had to pick up a decapitated rat a little later. Do you know how big rat livers are?

Book 'em, Danno!

Not in my experience. Just had to factor in cost for so many ripped tights.

friends' friends Jealous of that one!

I think there are varying degrees of severity - just lucky that for her it never really affected her. She turned out to be very sporty and good with ball control which was my greatest worry. She is messier than even I am and routine is a foreign word, but I can live with that.

My daughter was diagnosed with a mild form when she was little. Apart from always falling over and grazing her knees when she was younger, it hasn't really affected her at all.

Snail poo.

Oh I frequently meet that man when I'm out dog walking. He's very friendly and charming. It's always my dog that's going for his so I'm always apologising. (My dog has a pathalogical hatred of Weimaraners.)

I've danced with a man, who's danced with a girl, who's danced with the Prince of Wales.

Overheard this evening (by eejit on mobile phone) that Oscar's having a toga party tonight and going commando is de rigeur. Oscar - what's your address?

I've never seen Alien *blush*.

Well if we're talking on the lachrymose scale, Beth in Little Women (1949).

Now you are becoming narcissistic.

Don't worry Brendan, I don't think anything's going to top Minotaur Man today.

I'm sure he'll be all ears.

If you are fearful, don't answer the door if you are not expecting anyone. Or put a spyhole/chain arrangement on the door.

Brill - that will make for a merry Christmas. Dana won the 1970 Eurovision Song Contest.

No, she's turned into Dana. ps: where are the sloes? I want to make s.gin this year.

The Sting

No silly - the cats must have something to play with. They must be fed up with baby mice which was their offering the other day.

Frogs play possum.* Walked into sitting room first thing this morning, dear froggy would no more go a wooing - he was stretched out on his back sparko, definitely deceased. I covered him with a cardboard box thinking I couldn't deal with it until at least one cup of coffee later. Quietly reading book, sipping coffee when the box jumped. Coffee and I jumped too. Little bastard must have feigned death to stop the cats teasing it. *Not a lot of people know that.

This extract is from Andy McNab's autobiography, "Immediate Action": At the age of fourteen I was starting to get all hormonal and trying to impress the girls that I was clean and hygienic ... I also started to have a shower every night down at Goose Green swimming baths. It cost 5p for the shower and a towel, 2p for soap and 2p for a little sachet of shampoo. (c. 1973)

Sadly, my experience of 15 year old girls is that they are not into culture at all. Shopping. Or some shopping. Or you could even take her shopping. Though it is beyond me, Westfield seems to be the major attraction. And Camden, as said above. Just a further thought: you could take her shopping.

Pair of keys found - look like a padlock type. Have handed them in to the Cafe.