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I can certainly testify to the truth of the itchy palm thing - my OH is also Irish and when having itchy hands intones "Left to leave, right to receive" meaning that money is coming if the right hand itches and vice versa with the left - but it only seems to apply if I or someone else scratches the said palm. My mother (good Somerset stock) would never look at a new moon through glass and as kids on long car journeys, if we saw a white horse in a field we had to call out "white horse, white horse, bring me good luck". I think the traffic saying is more 'Sod's Law' MP, like if you light a cigarette at a bus stop a bus will come straight away. Very interesting Ridge- I think the rag, coin, ring thing is like the coin, thimble etc in xmas pud (the thimble meaning you'd end up an old maid).

Searching the forum for this topic only revealed a squabble over something called the steiner school so I am curious about the superstitions (or lack of) of our sceptical urban forumites. Deliberately avoiding any comparision with peoples' beliefs re religion, Father Christmas, the Tooth Fairy et al, I wonder how many of the superstitions we learned from parents (more usually grandparents) still niggle at us through the veneer of post modern cynicism. If a ladder leaning on a building stretches to the curb and has an arc high enough to pass under easily how many of us would step in the gutter to avoid passing under it? And if we did would we be doing so for fear of being spotted going 'around' and being thought idiotic? Who doffs their hat/touches their brow and bids good morning to the solitary Magpie? And who would dare do it aliud and in company? Who breaks into a sweat at the thought of new shoes on a table? I am sure the reasons for superstitions can be yahgooglepedia'd but I am not interested in origins - just whether or not anyone out there still believes or is affected by them. *makes mental note to turn around three times holding a lump of coal and chewing a magpie feather before posting*

Do visit this building on one of ourthe many daily tours, if only for the marble and brass splendour of the Art Deco Gary - worth the 'penny' and big too. Backing-one-out never felt so regal.

last time there was a bogus waitrose tent and it was horrible - announcements went out from Wavy Jus: "To get back to the warning that I received. You may take it with however many grains of salt that you wish. That the brown frosted cranberries that are circulating around us aren't too good. It is suggested that you stay away from them. Of course it's your own trip. So be my guest, but please be advised that there is a warning on that one, ok?" but it was too late.

actually it's not corporate enough or surely there'd be a waitrose tent

"what a fab lineup - U2, Coldplay, paul simon and Beyonce" -who else would want to play the biggest corporate going? oh yeah. some rappers and sh1t so everyone can feel cool.

huncamunca Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > To add. > > Any defence of the Monarchy that uses any Economic > data to back up their legitimacy automatically > invokes Huncamincas 3rd law of predictable shite > and will be disallowed Is HuncaMInca the diminutive form?

SimonM Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Henry Kissinger has agreed to help Sepp Blatter to > clean FIFA's act up. > > Truly the dream team: the man who destroyed the > credibility of the Nobel Peace Prize coupled with > the one who made FIFA a bye-word for rottenness > and corruption in football. I thought this was a gag at first. I think maybe Grondona's flippant remark about the Falklands woke Kissinger from his stupor long enough to remember the good ol' days (Pinochet/Videla) when he was one of the 'wise men' who helped out during the Falklands crisis. In 1982: "Britain is reminding us all that certain basic principles such as honor, justice, and patriotism remain valid and must be sustained by more than words" Perhaps he will support a FIFA-backed invasion of those countries/associations misguided enough to need more than a few backhanders to see things Sepp's way.

best not to mess with the yogis franki or they may force a touch of the Jālaṅdhara Bandhas on you (Of course i stole it from wiki-yogi - do i look like i'm that supple?). I called one a Plain Jain once and ended up with a Pain in my Asana. I wouldn't dream of interfering with anyones Bhakti but this is the lounge and it's all fair game. namaste

so THAT's what they mean by 'Action TV'. *clicks size 10 Blahniks and says "ouiiiii!" like Eddie Izzard*

I get the same syndrome, especially if you sit on your hand for a few minutes before you start to-

I moved as it was the only place i could find where the estate agent promised enough room to swing a cat.

If she took off with only a third of the hive she must reckon the rest as slackers - doesn't bode well for the future.

so no truth in the rumour of a hiddink-hughes partnership at stamford bridge then?

Glastonbury festival goers protesting? What are they going to do, refuse to pay by credit card? Ignore the official phone app? Snub the ?15 t-shirts? or really let them have it and flash mob the 'recycling team'? This must not be allowed - next thing you know there'll be picnic rage at Glyndebourne and sit-ins at the Proms.

So, somebody decided to do something about leeds0532's dirty hobos on GG? trampoline - do i have to spell it out?

How can you see their faces when they are in a sack?

yes... yes they would. dammit.

Don't Sleep In The Subway - Petula Clark

Frankito Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I think ED needs a Gap. maybe if a Waitrose was to open they could incorporate a little Gap - though as it's ED perhaps they could call it Hiatus?

spent it drinking cider and selling bags of dried oregano to grammar school sixth formers outside the Wimpy bar

aaah, Red Leicester - the permatanned chav of the cheese world. This particular example bears the seam and creases of a vacuum-packed portion, a bit like a teenager's bedroom - all sweat, greasy skin and a smell of old vomit. The laughing cow must be turning in her grave. Re Bavsmochee I refer you to the hollanderish cheese-eating classes - "Cheese that is deemed not fit to eat in Holland (all Bavarian smoked cheese, for example) is fed to the cats" eta: and it comes in LOGS!

El Hadji Diouf!? The player even Warnock called "lower than a sewer rat"?! I don't think even Goldsex and Commissar Sullivan would be stupid enough to sanction a move like that.

Frankito Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Ditch the French name, especially if you employ > anyone from Essex who probably won't be able to > remember the name let alone pronounce it without > showering you in spit and disgust. > > What about Wee Berries Boutique? Lovely... I may > even be lured in myself for a manly facial! I think that kind of facial tends to run expensive frank. eeeeeew! And while we're (I'm) being puerile, what about 'Creams for Queens and Slap for Slappers'?

*blushes but still takes out restraining order*