Moos

I'd say yes, but I don't want my nose to hit the screen of my computer.

Maybe I was being a bit unrealistic, Rosie.

I haven't got a point of view on the Castle, and if you read my posts you'll see I haven't offered one. My comment was never about pubs at all. Good if disingenuous leading of the point away from the discussion in question again, and a nice play of the 'you disagree with me, we're both middle class, so you must be patronising' card.

Liking the severed fingers in the bottom right hand corner. A nice touch, ho ho.

For goodness' sake. But I'm sticking to my guns on this one. No. They wouldn't have to ask your permission, and I did not say that, as you well know. But my post was to say that I thought your response of 'if you don't like it, move out' was arrogant and inappropriate, and nothing you've said since has reversed my opinion.

Gosh, your old town that you don't live in any more? What WERE they thinking?

TedMax, you forgot You lent it to Mikecg last week, he asked me to give it back to you.

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James Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I'm not suggesting that! The point I'm making is > that we are not living in the 1950s. People of all > classes and backgrounds move about, especially in > a place like London. > > Are you suggesting we impose a quota system for > pubs with net curtains and horse brasses? Nice. No, I'm suggesting that 'If you don't like ED smartening up why not move to Penge or North Peckham instead?' ignores some feeling that people may have about remaining in the place they grew up in, and perhaps finding it difficult to adjust to social changes. Try to put yourself in the shoes of someone who was born here and has lived here all his life, and is told - well, if you don't like it nowadays, move to Penge.

Hona that was so funny, I might have to form a consortium with RosieH and put a bid in for you. Rosie, what do you say? I would feed you honey and give you a selection of hats to play with.

James, it's pretty arrogant to suggest that people who grew up here should just up sticks and slope off. Generally speaking I think that raising class on the forum is a waste of time but in this instance I'm with Louisa.

Well, if you really want one! *hands Citizen another rusk*

Blimey, just caught up with this thread. I'm now going to have to say I was joking, in case TLS sues me for libel. I'm not a big user of emoticons, I personally think they make the joke less funny.

I always suspected you might be the kind of person that keeps people in cages, TLS.

Here darling, have a nice, healthy rusk. You wouldn't like Mummy's doughnut, it's very yucky. *glares at MP*

*looks shifty, and slightly sticky*

*waves* *hands over tin mug of tea* *goes back to staring at blue sky in search of inspiration*

Laughed my tube socks off at the reviews: here's the first for you lazy clickers out there (note that 5,739 out of 5,789 people found it helpful): Dual Function Design, November 10, 2008 By B. Govern "Bee-Dot-Govern" This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him. I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt. Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark.

1) buy a pasty, a Krispy-Kreme and 4 cookies for ?3.99 2) stroll to aforesaid screen and consume your well-earned scoff 3) wait for platform announcement 4) stroll in leisurely fashion, finishing your scoff en route 5a) had your whingeing gob OR 5b) say thank you kindly o long-legged Moos for your excellent advice

I'm not offended by their posting their offensive views, and I'm not convinced by the posties that won't deliver - it's not their job to judge the content of what they deliver. The BNP have a democratic right to be heard, even - bleugh - to swank around at Garden Parties this summer apparently. Let's hope they get hoist with their own petard. It's now our responsibility to go around keeping the discussion alive and challenging their simplistic and wrong-headed views. Trouble is of course no-one I know has any time for them, and I am not sure I'd be all that welcome in BNP heartland anyway. The poster deconstruction link was excellent, thanks lenk and RosieH. But then clicking through to hear more about the Nazi-sympathising BNP family.. that really gave me the chills.

MikeP and Belle - without detracting from the validity of your point, I suggest you could consider doing what I do and congregate around the screen at the bottom (ie station) end of Platforms 14 and 15. A much shorter distance to leg it once the correct platform has been announced.

Mikecg Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I know some real bad jokes that I'm desperate to > publish but they would be instatntly removed and > I'd be banned so I've obstained from publishing > them. They must be pretty full on! I've seen some jokes on this thread that have really shocked me, and no-one pulled them.

This the same bast@rd dog that chewed up your shoes a few weeks ago? ;-) Only teasing - happy news, glad he's all better.

Anna, those are gorgeous. Sometimes the challenge of "dinner and taxi shoes" is half the fun.

Of course he lost a child of his own. I've read that some people think this speech (from King John) was written soon after: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Then have I reason to be fond of grief. Oh dear, this is taking melancholy too far... I think I shall hie me to my quiet bed.