SteveT

I believe The African Queen was shot on location so that Bogey could sober up in real life.

Watching it rain all over the garden, watering it much more thoroughly than me with a hosepipe.

No one knows the long term implications, but we may surmise that the prognosis is baaaad really baaad................... in fact I shudder to think what may happen in the long term, but it is probably worse.

There is a past thread for the self employed to meet up 'n stuff. Sadly I cannot remember the title to do a search:-$

I shall design and sell for lots a dough for the coming decade an original hoodie smoking mantel.

Green grocers luv it sooo much, they put it on their counters to display their wares.

Why would anyone need to wear a cap to smoke? It reminds me of that song "If I wore a Dutch cap" sung to the tune of 'If I were a rich man'.

I look forward to your gardening tips DGC.

Dip it in mercury that will send it the colour you desire.

A trip on the river bus is probably a reasonable investment. When I went for a trip on the Woolwich ferry I thought it was interesting.

Getting back to reality without scaffolders, I thought the first time I went to Harrods was amazing, so a visit to just look around and beg a Harrods bag for her to take home might be cool.

Hallo dahlin' yeah like I'm a footballer aint I? I know this club that I can get you into if you play your cards right, where we can 'ave a few bevy's an a bit of snort, awright? Yes thankyou please! colours up not wanting to seem school girlish. "Cammon then gal, jump into the cab and we'll be orf." Gives her a shunt up from behind to help her fall into the elevated cab of the scaffold lorry, I've loaned my Lambo' to a friend aint I. To be continued.......

Basicly Sue, she wants to fall in love with a twenty five year old yobbo who pretends he's a footballer but is really an unemployed scaffolder, who is totally inappropriate and either get pregnant or an unspecified disease, or both. On the upside though, I'm sure her parents would see the funny side of it.

It comes in a tin with impregnated woolly stuff and the woolly stuff when rubbed onto the glass removes most scratches. Silver cleaner, and brass cleaner in the same tins, available from any hardware store will do the same job. Drop into the shop that has the plastic bowls on the pavement in LL.

I suppose you could ask her what she would like to do. Meanwhile you could suggest launch pad at the science museum, the childrens museum in bethnal green, and the museum of mankind in burlington street. The eye. Bowling at streatham might burn off some surplus energy. Swimming at brockwell lido. Get ingredients for her to bake a cake or pie. Get her to do some ironing and pay her, they always like money. Try making her your paid assistant for a day or two so she can learn about nannying and changing mooslings soiled garb. They tend to enjoy doing things with you.

When I considered doing this it was expensive and it means spending your holiday driving a truck. These winniebago's have a very long over-hang from behind the back wheels and you can get into all kinds of trouble if you do not allow for it. My brother lived for a while in one that was as big as a bus, and it was not an easy thing to drive and less so to manoeuvre.

'evenin' all. dar dee dar dee dar dee dar.................. Dixon of goose green, we won't see his like again.

To remove scratches from your watch or glasses use the wool stuff in duraglit. A tip from my uncle who was a chemist, take a half-full fairy liquid bottle, add an equal amount of paraffin, and shake, the resultant mixture removes oil and grease from hands better than famous hand cleanser's.

The plums are getting ready and the green gages aren't far off now either. The japanese wineberry is about finished now, and the last of the goosegogs about to go too.

I have never seen soooo many hover flies in the garden as I have this year, this is very good as their offspring eat green and black fly.

My tip Goodliz is to invest in a lighter bike and lock it to something in the garden (down pipe, soil stack) etc. I will look out for it though, you never know....

When I was employing people I would ask my employee's if they new anyone first and foremost to fill the vacancy. I always thought it would be more harmonious if recommendations were used, and it was cheaper than agencies plus the person recommending would over-see their protege to prevent them from failing.

I doubt it would be any uglier than whats there already.

One which works rather well is to offer your clenched fist to be bitten, when brutal brat bites push your fist into his face thus pressing his lips onto his own teeth which quickly becomes uncomfortable. My friends had a boy who used to slap or punch people in the groin, when he came at me the second time I stuck out my index fingers as if they were pistols and prodded him in the stomach, and then the ribs when he turned to hide his stomach from being the target. At each prod I made the sound of a shot, as though we were playing cowboys and indians. He came towards me threateningly a couple more times but as soon as I stuck my fingers out he veered off, and took his anger towards his father who got a smack in his goolies, which gave me a sly smile. If the protagonist feels pain they don't come back for more, but if they do double the dose:))

First drop of rain this morning for weeks. Hooray, but we need more!