*Bob*

danrees Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Why would anyone buy if it is significantly > cheaper to rent (as it is at the moment)? Because to some people, the value of owning their own home isn't determined exclusively by plodding-out figures on a calculator?

ChavWivaLawDegree Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- .... who wouldn't know an orgasm if it hit them in the > face! With reference to a previous thread, I assume you mean this quite literally?

SeanMlow.. Better get yourself home pronto - you're on a hat trick.

I don't know for sure, so I'll just go for The French.

I used to use mine to wind my tapes back. ... knowhaddamean, lay-deeeez?

Anna_80 Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > little ones have uses too! Winding back cassettes when your Walkman was low on batteries?

Ha Ha.. how many wrappers do you have to save to get one of those? I think you're right about SRalan though. Chipping away at the edges of his likeable grizzly no-nonsense merit-based boy-dunn-good persona is a bit of a tetchy old-skool (ie sexist) knob. Still a likeable knob though. At the moment.

It had its moments, but was a bit of a let-down compared to previous 'CV' episodes. As ever, the need to continually up the television ante every series has turned it into too much of a circus. The bald interviewee was completely wank this time. "I'M TOUGH! LOOK AT MY SHINY HOT HEAD! I MEAN BUSINESS!". These are supposed to be real people, ask them to act and it's just rubbish. Who would I employ? Hmm.. Well Helene's eyes are too far apart, and sometimes seem to move independently - like a tree frog. Claire just needs a cork in the mouth and a bowl of wee tipping on her head. If I see her do that eyes-looky-up-to-the-left/nose-wrinkle combo thing again I may have to do something drastic like, say, leaving the room and put the kettle on. Alex is out on the grounds that he has a mouth like a cat's arsehole and cruel, pink, thin 'Joker Lips'. So that leaves Lee. Who I quite like, for some reason.

You have to make allowances for students sometimes. They'll grow out of it.

Tramping (in the 'gentleman of the road' sense) is a noble and worthy occupation - not to be confused with the lesser streetwalkers much in abundance these days.

All mouth and no trousers then. Disappointing. Although not exactly unexpected. Good luck with the ad-nauseam class-battle-bullshit. Tip me the wink if you think of anything else to say.

C'mon, girl.. stand up and be counted. If/when you finally leave this dirty, smelly, crumbling and pox-ridden capital, where would be your top choices? Or are you all mouth and no trousers?

Class is waiting, Louisa.

1. Devon 2... ?

In fact, I can do better than that.. it deserves it's own thread..

So Louisa, Devon aside (which I'm afraid I have to discount on the grounds that everyone's eyes are too close together and there are no telephones there yet) give us your top ten destinations for good living. I'll start you off: 1. Devon 2... ?

What's all this about a Porsche story?

She skis as well, jonsuissy. No doubt with battered sausages instead of of ski-sticks. By the way - what does "having your boss off" mean exactly?

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > *bob* and to think you are neglecting over 5 > generations of family born and raised in good old > Orpington. I'm not neglecting them. I just don't want the sad provincial overdressed/leisureclothed smallminded little England Boris-voting suburban humourless middle-of-the-road wretches clogging-up my street when I'm trying to buy a high-definition print of SE22, taken from the moon with a fifty foot telescopic lens, thank you very much.

I've gone off the idea of an inclusive 'market for everyone' now. I'm happy with the elitist market we have - it keeps the proles out and where they belong*. *in Bromley

Here comes the Louisa scattergun. BOOM! Sea Cow BOOM! North Cross Road BOOM! Yummy Mummies BOOM! William Rose BOOM! Moxons The bait is laid. Who wants to take it? You'll be wasting your time!

I was there on Saturday night and I heard the whole thing. But I'm afraid I'm blind so unfortunately I didn't see anything.

I don't see the point in eating in Italian restaurants unless the restaurant itself has some kind of special ambience that makes it worthwhile. Italian food is so easy to cook well at home, when you go to a restaurant you need to come away with more than just a full belly to feel like it's been worthwhile.

Out the bedroom - First door on the right - Sit down.

Don't get sucked-in, Clive. Louisa has a good job, wireless internet and occasionally works on a laptop in the garden of the valuable home she owns - recently undervalued (apparently) by Foxtons, I believe. So.. under the monotonous bluster, she is, in fact, very SE22, darling.