Michael Palaeologus

Bizzare this, but whenever I watch the end of the Dads Army film I fill up. Bunch of silly old farts prepared to do their best to save dear old Blighty.

Made me laugh. I cant help thinking that any potential suitor, on learning the height of the bar, might feel a tad intimidated.

or perhaps a trip to the East Dulwich dungeon?

A Canterbury Tale, not because it is a sad tale but because it harks back to more innocent times.

At this time of year Domi if you went knocking on doors you could get no end of treats.

Aw shucks :))

I have often observed that the stunningly attractive can often be the most boring of people with little to say - my prejudice is that they have never had to exercise their brains to get attention. Those of us with a face like a bag of spanners have had to work hard for whatever attention we get.

So, his name is? ... "Forum" surely? Congratulations.

Boil water for tea, not for coffee - well known, not wanky. I have seriously thought about buying an expresso machine but dont drink that much coffee, but do like a nice one. I was warned that this would mean that the machine would get horrible inside - is this true?

Its the posh accent.

In her latest blog entry CWALD observed "Anyone who knows me, knows I've been around the block a few times, so have lots to say about men and sex. But something that has been bothering me a lot recently is the good in bed = broke and well flushed = crap in bed phenomenon. Why is it that most guys who are amazing in bed are usually broke, and the ones who are doing well in life are usually a lousy lay?" This kind of chimes with a piece I heard recently on the radio which said that men who were married had a lower testosterone count than otherwise similar single men and that men with a number of wives (at the same time) had an even lower levels of testoserone. This was put down to a primordial need to find a mate and thus testosterone is produced to stimulate mating behaviour, getting pissed on a Saturday night, having a fight and throwing up in the gutter for instance. If that need is satisfied and man has his mate the requirement for testosterone reduces and if there are a number of mates, it is reduced even more. Taking CWALD's point, striving for life success is part of broader mating behaviour, if a man has money and posessions then he does not need to make that much of an effort; if he does not have those obvious signals of success he needs to make more of an effort. So, ladies and gentlemen but not children, what say you?

I will try and put my head round the door to say Hi - I have a few things to do.

Her cover is blown I fear.

7ish for a drink it is. Any others who are interested in seeing the comedy at the EDT? which has great food - staying on topicish.

Dulwichmum, who is seldom to be found on our forum but is often to be seen hanging around the local off-licences.

Sounds good - I am up for it. What time?

Good idea to my mind. France got rid of plastic bags ages ago and their retail industry does not seem to have collapsed.

Buy ear-plugs - foam ones from Boots. Seriously - I go on hols with a mate whose snoring is gruesome, I use the earplugs and have no problems. He always forgets to buy some and so is kept awake by my snoring.

Costcutter ?

Catalyst Wrote: > > He lived well into his 80's and could regularly be > seen in the Crossways Cafe ploughing into a > fry-up. > > Nice man but I could never understand ANY of his > work. > > > Clearly living in the area shortened his life from the projected 97. That would be the fry ups.

Does the recent death of this conceptual artist have anything to do with Bellenden area by any chance? East Dulwich, bland? I think not, our Costcutter is regularly under siege I will have you know.

Yes, now that winter is drawing its time to dust down the slow-cooker again. Turns tough-as-old-boots beef steak and knotty old carrots into a dream meal.

Terry Pratchett: Making Money - usual disc-worldly-ness Before that Martin Gilbert's First World War - the Balkans and the Middle East - history is simply repeating itself

There is a shop opposite Morrisons at the entrance to the mall - car park end. They sell lots of kitchen stuf including huge pots and well priced crocks - especially willow-patten for the more traditionally minded.

When is the next one Mogs?