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What legalbeagle says. Far more importantly, had a yummy and gossipy supper with a girlfriend at G&B on Wednesday which I enjoyed very much. BUT had a horrible surprise when the ice-cream billed as chocolate ice-cream turned out to be mint-flavoured chocolate ice-cream. Aaarghtthhhhha;lka;tiouasdvnae;tri. Not that I won't go back or anything, the place is a gem, but do you think I could sue for the shock?

PGC, I love Peckham! But this is the ED Forum...

Nice one, BB - putting your mark on new abode and new start. Here's to you.

Pleading the 5th on whether I technically live in ED(ahem) but live on a busy local road easily distinguished by the large school and large church and handily close to a nice village green... I think there are a few of us on the EDF!

oops, sorry, jumped the gun

hope it goes well

No, no, don't bring football into this.............(aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

I'm with Steve - no more dark-at-4pm in winter - how much nicer that would be! But PGC, loving the subtle disdain suggesting Steve would need to measure millimetres...

*thinks sadly that if only Michael hadn't consumed too much zen juice and passed out dribbling slackly on the floor he could explain it to us*

There are no questions. Only answers. Om. Gosh, that zen stuff is good.

The 'tache will have to go. Or at least trim it down a bit. And what's the thing about safety pins?

Sean, Sean thank God you're still here! This maniac is claiming to be my mother!!

Sorry, my mistake. My mum is much more butch. *wanders off in search of Kal and DM, swinging bottle of champagne insouciently in order to cover inability to get supermodel/pins reference*

Mum!

Michael, please may I have a slice of that cucumber? Finished my Mojito, quite fancy a Pimms.

Not that worried by the donkey, milord. It's the cucumber sticking out of it that frightens me.

*unfolds arms and blushes, maybe was a bit defensive* Thanks for the Mojito, yum.

Hey, Lord McG, don't get all sniffy, we newbies need quiet too. *folds arms and raises eyebrow*

What swearing, Michael? I don't get it..

Yes, I think my original post was a bit linear. We need a flow chart with options for people to come in like lions or lambs and then either flame off into the sunset or settle down with a pipe. Plus you have serious Forumites and then dilettanteish people like me who just head straight for the Lounge. Oh, it's all getting too complicated! And apparently (according to Brendan) there are further stages beyond 5 (thanks lozzyloz) but they're not allowed to talk about it...

*waves lazy hand from corner* Hey, Kel. Did you get your invite, too?

He won't come, it's within earshot of St. John's.

It was a post of Annaj's a while ago.. she got summoned to the Quiet Room and commented that this must be 'stage 4 Forumitis'. That's where I got the idea from, so thought I'd acknowledge my source... I'll edit the original to correct! :)) P.S. You and I pretty much live in the Quiet Room, so maybe we should be issuing the invites... ;-)

There was a horrible case in Germany a few years ago when a brother and sister (who met as adults) had children. The first two kids had lots of problems because of their genetic makeup, and the parents were planning a third...

No, Kel, YOU are normal! :)-D