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Yep! Hope that being knocked out of the League Cup won't be the final nail in Grant's coffin.... KRO!

What is she, a charity?! Your mates gonna have to do pretty well to win that kind of generosity. Unless you're suggesting he's eaten her in a Hannibal Lechter (sp?) kinda way. In which case I have to tell you, find some nicer friends.

Why would RosieH be in your mate?

I agree, it was there, but it wasn't consistent. And if that's only because of a lack of self belief, it would be s shame - though not the first time it's happened to a team by a long shot. Time will tell. In the end, as long as you keep winning, most people won't mind that it ain't pretty to watch.

Pretty hard for a team to keep up the passion if the best the fans can say about a manager is "well he probably isn't the right man but who else is there". Passion, attitude, is a top down thing. You've sensed that Grant isn't inspiring real belief. You won't be the only one.

She's always a woman - Billy Joel

How much time though? And fluke, or the culmination of hard work? It's a tricky one.

"I have swallowed a secret burning thread, it cuts me inside and often I've bled."

Absolutely. Particularly excited about Derbyshire. He did well against Milwall. I still fancy our chances.

That was a stone wall penalty. Upson looked so guilty afterwards! Zidic came close but Jerome was frustrating to watch as usual. McCleish defo put a rocket up them at half time. Maybe he threatened to kick them all in the nuts if they didn't get a move on. And then Obinna did it for him.

Oh HAL, really. Bit soon for gags, no?

Wow - well thank you very much! It is the beginning, in fact. I've been writing a blog for three months, though I'm not sure it's really a blog, it is more of a diary really. Or possibly a book eventually, I don't really know. It's in blog form because it was easy to do and to see if people liked and to see if I could keep it up. I'm enjoying it, so it's always nice to hear that someone else likes it.

Thank you. I've only been writing for a few months so it's always a lovely surprise when someone likes it. :)

Well if we're publicising short stories, here's mine. Be nice: Sitting across from him, I smile as he tries to cheer me up. For no reason (which is always the reason), I?ve had a terrible night and a not much better morning. I can?t remember finding anything harder than getting divorced. It?s an all pervading sadness that makes me feel like someone has died, and in fact I?ve read many an expert who will tell you that, whether you chose this path or it?s imposed on you, you do have to grieve. You grieve for a lost marriage, for a separation from a once good friend, for the assumptions you?d made and the plans you?d drawn up; for the category you now find yourself in, for the indignity of failure and for the horrible pain inflicted on so many people, young and old. ?It?s a path of almost biblical stoniness? warns one of my cyber friends. He?s not wrong. I spent last night and quite a bit of this morning in tears. We?ve taken the dog for a walk on the Rye, and now we?re sitting down for coffee. Fireman says: ?Did I ever tell you about the time I got lost in a bath?? We?ve only recently met. I?m pretty sure I?d remember that story. I smile and raise my eyebrows. ?I went to a house fire? he says. ?There was a lot of very thick smoke, and we were told by neighbours that a family was inside. Two of us went in to find them. I went straight up the stairs, but the smoke was so thick I literally couldn?t see my hand in front of my face. I felt my way along the wall, found a door, and went into a room I assumed was the bedroom. Just inside I felt something hit the middle of my legs. I assumed it was a stairgate, so I stepped over it. I kept feeling my way, but almost immediately hit a solid wall. I had no idea where I was, the visibility was atrocious and I just couldn?t get my bearings. I flailed about, in thick grey soup, grasping at solid walls. Eventually I managed to step backwards over the stairgate and back into the corridor. We searched all the rooms, but no one was found; turns out the family weren?t there after all. When the fire was out I wanted to work out where I had been so I retraced my steps. It became clear that it wasn?t a stairgate, it was the side of the bath. My hand and footprints were clearly visible, all around the inside of the bath and along the wall, where I had aimlessly stumbled about looking for bodies. I quite literally got lost in the bath!? He grins. I know he?ll have taken some stick from the boys for that one, and his capacity for slapstick and for laughing at himself is very endearing ? and it does cheer me up. Later I pick my son up from nursery. Whatever else is going on in my life, I still have two children to care for and I?m forever grateful that they make me get up and get on with it every day. They are sometimes the only reason I do. Text to Fireman: I?m sorry for all the tears. I?m trying hard to do this right, I really am. But today is not easy. It feels like I?m lost in a bath. Fireman: If you can retrace your steps you might find where you got lost. Alternatively, grab my hand.

Happy birthday Karter. May all your birthday wishes come true.

"You can't put an old head on young shoulders" (my great aunt Gertrude)

It's not that smart. No formal dress code in restaurant or brasserie though I've not often seen girls in jeans, if that helps. Smart casual would be about right.

radnrach Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > It's taken me a while to feel 100% confident > breastfeeding in public, and I still use a scarf > to cover up baby's head and boob (although he's > taken to pushing it off these days..). I would > also say most places in ED are breastfeeding > friendly, but my fave is Green & Blue. I went > there for lunch with some friends, and there were > at least 3 other women breastfeeding at different > tables. And the food and wine was good, too. Hi - I'm one of the owners of G&B and I'm glad to see some of you like us. We have a section at the back of the bar that has sofas, so you can be nice and comfy, and a few kids toys and books so if you have a toddler with you too they can be kept happy while you bf. It is also very near a child friendly loo so you can easily change a nappy if you need to. We are very happy to have any mums and babes in for coffee and our delicious cakes, and though you are welcome to sit anywhere you like, the bit round the back tends to be a bit quieter and more comfy. Hope to see you there!

Hey Onion. Don't think this lot is distracting me. Undiss (is that a word?) my boyfriend's arse or I'll hunt you down.

It's a wise bet, as a cat would know. You can run, Onion, but you can't hide. Take it back or it's bhajis at dawn.

Right. You and me. Outside.

Hey! Onion! You dissing my boyfriend's butt?!

Well you're getting there. Take a deep breath and say no. Already had one accident with pregnant woman and toddler. Move it now or you'll put it outside out of the way. They are being really unreasonable. You've offered to buy and instal a bike hook, and they should take you up on it!

I wasn't kidding! I am a girl! (Well I was a bit. I'm not actually a dog.)

No he can't. He can't do Wednesdays either. Is three flounces in one thread too much? Have fun! :))