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sorry to be off topic, but that reminds me. I've heard lots of people refer to you as 'Citizen Ed' (pronounced as though it were short for Edward) but I had assumed that it was 'Citizen Eee Dee' (as in East Dulwich). Was I right, or does assumption make an ass out of you and umption? Can you settle the matter?

Little rhyme and less metre

10 Things! Citizen, you're a JGE Genius! Lovely, lovely film. I hate peas too. It's Rouge Noir; some may say old hat, I say classic for toes. *passes round silver tray full of aromatically steaming cups of coffee*

*placatingly* here, have a choccy biccy. Budge up, Citizen, JJF. Let's fast-forward to the bit where Cary Elwes is chopping wood and sweating. *comes over all unnecessary*

Citizen, you've gone all camp on us, how endearing. *whips out champagne glasses, box of v. chocolatey biscuits and bottle of Chanel nail polish, wraps self in satin quilt and snuggles down* Now, shall we watch The Princess Bride next, or My Fair Lady?

aw shucks. *scrapes toe in dust*

"Know your own history, you disgraceful mob, Hengist and Horsa were English*." Actually, PGC, Mockers was on topic with a reference to the snacks for sale at the meeting of the People's Front of Judaea. Also, DM, I take great and sniffy offence at your disparagement of Peckham. I'll have you know I live in Posh Peckham. And I like to think it's all the posher for having me in it. *except for those of you who aren't English. Kentish, in fact. Or disgraceful. Or a mob. But you know what I mean. I think. Or do you? Do I?..

Yes, just like the Boat Race, where most of the Oxford crew are septics who are taking a degree in Getting Up Early For The Heads Of The River.

MP, isn't the East London line extension still up for grabs? Or is it just the M&S rumour all over again?

On the topic of the defense barrister, I believe that if they are informed of a client's guilt they are unequivocally obliged either to talk them into a guilty plea or resign. Can anyone confirm?

macroban Wrote: > The different perspective comes when you are > retired and approaching death. :-S Heavens. (Quite literally, or so we all hope) Keef Wrote: No, I didn't want to come across as too much of a dreamer, so I just put "I enjoy drinking meths in the park". Sniggered too loudly at this. Funny man!

Hey, who pinched my Jo Malone? DM, I've told you about that before.

Nyyyyyyyesss, MacRoban. But it's much easier to be the guy who just turns up and does his job and can sneer at everything than the guy who tries to make it make sense for others. I don't have a team to manage any more, and it's a real relief! Much harder work than work.

T = Timebound. ie you have to tell them by when they have to have the tea made. Keef, yes I was kind of serious. Managementspeak is of course bollocks but being managed by someone who really wants ('promotes') you to get on, who actually sets objectives that you can make but aren't ridiculously easy, and who takes the time to talk to you, tell you how you're doing and how you can do it better is great. Not that you wouldn't do that anyway, but the point is if you are playing the application game, you might as well say 'I'm a good guy' in the language they've asked you to speak.

I thought the cockwallop was a public school thing.

Serious answer? Are we playing the game here? I'd replace 'assisting' with 'promoting', 'achievable' with 'realistic but stretching' and 'regular supervision and monitoring' with 'continual and interactive support, direction and feedback'. Hee hee. Why are other people's jobs so much more fun?

Definitely means people reporting directly to you. Good luck!

Hello DM, glad to see you have resisted the temptation to sun tan. Soooooooo last century. Now, where did I put the Waterford?

Whoa there...

I too like that part of ED, especially the slightly unusual one-assumes-they-rely-on-non-local-business-too type shops (like the uniform shop). The southern end of LL, with the big hardware store, and lots of little caffs, is also far from chichi. It's really only the roundabout down to Moxon's or thereabouts which is posh.

Bah - a 'real man' who won't carry his small baby where he can see it ain't no man.

*embarrassing dribble of water onto printed spreadsheet laughing at MM's comment*

Ah, how sweeeeeet. Can I have a hug?

Don't tell me someone's made money out of that noise!?

No-one's reported finding any top secret files on the benches after closing time, so he can't work for MI5.