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Nice family

OK, some new fangled dictionaries disagree with me but what do they know?

A decade is the 60s or the 70s and possibly even the 80s, but it's not ten years

Surely the length of time it takes to drink them is more an indication of conspicuous consumption I mean, sixteen bottles at a fiver each might be my option. How long they might last me is strictly between me and my recycling consultant

Enormity instead of scale

mark88 Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > A multi-storey car park That's a cracker

The Mona Lisa corner with flower shop, offie and hairdressers was great but what was the fourth shop? And why can't it be like that again?

Well I'm an eleven so you'd better watch yourself sonny

Vicanna BBW. Mmm

I tried this once

Christ, I'm beginning to warm to Huge and Vincanna

Toenails is OK though surely?

'Racism, homophobia, equality for women are all examples of how society has become better now.' You might want to rephrase that

As far as I'm aware trespass is a tort and you cannot be prosecuted for it But I'm often wrong

I have one that has had a good dousing in gin and tonic and now won't turn on. What's the thinking? Is it now just a paperweight or is there hope? Does anyone know a Mr. Fixit?

And bully for you too

My gran was in a locked ward at Severalls

A pal of mine briefly held down a job with Gee Street Records (who still owe mw money) on the basis that he could distinguish between Nu Beat Hi Energi, Garage (proper) House, Techno and all those other flighty generics. It was all bollocks but it was also a living. What's my point? ERum... This is new beat

We parked up for Madness but left early to avoid carmegeddon. I think it's pretty efficient but I suffer from acute road rage. I've got a feeling it was thirty quid though

There are plenty

I was probably the first journo to ever live in Dulwich. When I moved here, no one else could read or right

Our brothers in SW2 make their feelings clear http://www.brixtonblog.com/yuppies-out-scrawled-across-window-of-new-foxtons-on-brixton-road/10823/foxtons-yuppies-out

Looking up at that half remembered elusive globe in the sky, a strange feeling came over me. Was it... happiness? Do you think when the weather eventually breaks that feeling will wash over all of us? Will there be a spontaneous outpouring of joy all down the lane? Will stranger pat child on head and smile into pram? Could there be unabashed love in the doorways? Might there be erected a May pole on the roundabout, a Pleasuredome on the Green? Or will we again have to don longjohn and stare down at the pavements?

Listen to radio on itunes Start a futile campaign for Danny Baker's return. Sit in silence

Bored by my own thread