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With Teeth- Nine Inch Nails

Peeping Tom- Placebo

Getting the sack for muttering 'jesus christ' under your breath. Having to resign on principle because a man doing the same job as a woman gets a 50p pay rise and the woman doesn't Working in an office by candlelight Slipping the bouncer the money to let you in the back at a full-up gig at the Roundhouse....

Priest of the Unholy- Yngwie Malmsteen

Nothing changes. When we first moved to East Dulwich 31 years ago we frequently had to clean the poo from the push chair wheels and the children's shoes. Once I confronted a man out with his young son and dog outside our house who had let his dog poo on the pavement. He said 'what do you expect me to do with it?'(in his cutglass accent), so I handed him a plastic sandwich bag. That would have been 2 generations of irresponsibility.

The Way of All Flesh- Gojira

It'll have completely turned into what the Dulwich Village side of Lordship Lane became 10 years ago- completely snotty

Could very well be- I remember walking along Underhill up hill then turning left somewhere then turning into any road that looked higher than the one we were in

Working in the Coal Mine- Lee Dorsey

Scrambled is nicer

Back at Ya! (forget the forgiveness though)

Every Mother's Son- Lynrd Skynrd

I'm sure we went up Langton Rise(?) on Millenium night and could see the river. Lots of other people were there too.

I'm an atheist and I abhor the fact that my taxes are used to fund faith schools since it appears that the indoctrination of young people is rife and one would think that in this century religion should be losing adherents. Is that correct H that a state funded faith school is not subject to the anti-discrimination law? You mean that these types of school are outside of that law? Crikey! It's worse than I thought.

It's My Life- Bon Jovi

In Dreams- Roy Orbison

Same at my school Jeremy, in fact a geography teacher had a slide show disproving all the so-called miracles. By the time we got to the sixth form we had come to the conclusion that 'god' was not going to solve humanity's problems and then we took up protesting at every opportunity.

My sister, as a pedestrian, was in a collision on the pavement with a cyclist. He knocked her over and didn't stop and she is still unable to walk properly. I almost collided with one who had jumped a red and came round a bend. I have always been wary of cyclists - you see them in your mirror and then they disappear as they weave in and out of traffic- the highway code says you should treat bike riders as small cars- pity they don't behave like them!

They must have been looking through the letter box to see where the keys were- just grab the cane and shove it back right through their evil eye if you are quick!

Proper Rugby Songs- (you reminded me Annette of the one that went ...And the Hairs on her Dicky Di-Do hang down to her knees,If she was my daughter etc. etc...)

Last Train To Clarksville- The Monkees

Slow Train Coming- Bob Dylan

Exactly. Apparently the students were quite happy to accept the fact that they need to learn the Darwinian stuff in order to pass the exam. Therefore for the time being the examination is god!

The soundtrack for Expendables 2 was a completely missed opportunity

One of my relatives 'dusted off a spell' for another relly who was going for a job. He got the job- in this climate too- but then he is a very clever and talented young man! Good news indeed for the season