*Bob*

I'll keep an ear out. Just make sure it's Bolly or Krug - my ears automatically tune-out the sound of inferior bubbly being opened.

Louisa, I'm finding the thought that you may actually be sitting twenty feet away from me on the other side of a fence highly entertaining. I shall listen out for the sound of fervent keying accompanied by the opening of a screw-top wine bottle.

HAHA Aicardo - meet Louisa.

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- I know how much > youd love to be sat here with me now having a > glass accompanied by some banter. As it happens, we're pretty-much doing that anyway (*sips*). Perhaps we could just shout over the fences and save on the electricity?

Ha Ha.. don't try and backtrack now - it's too late for that.

She's sitting in her garden tinkering on the laptop and drinking rose. How 'New ED' can you get?!

my garden.. laptop.. chilled rose.. Yep - we get it - you've 'made it' alright. Nice one, Lou.

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > *Bob* i'm not hard up by any stretch of the > imagination, so I have absolutely no reason to be > jealous or resentful of their wealth at all. yeah, right (*rubs chin*)

That's cobblers as well. People just don't like openly admitting that they're jealous of other people's wealth. But they usually are.

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > From the people I talk to, the resentment isnt > about jealousy or wealth That's utter cobblers. It's entirely about jealousy and wealth.

What's the problem with nepotism, privilege and inheritance? Is everybody here planning on not lifting a finger to help their children get-on in life? Or leaving all their death-cash to the Battersea Dogs Home? What's the difference (in principal) between my Grandad leaving me ?100 in his will 20 years ago and me leaving my child a house worth a million or two, apart from a number of noughts?

Nah.. they were just a bunch of c****

Wake up, Louisa.. Your chariot to Debenhams awaits.

That'll be the White Stuff-buying three-wheeled pram yummy mummie element for you. Always stirring-up trouble.

You seem to know an awful lot 'bout the robbing game, Mark. Should we be checking under your bed for striped jersey / cosh etc?

For perfect Louisa-style posting, every time, simply take any or all of the following words: Yummie Newcomer Working Class Poncey Expensive Iceland Pram GoodOldDays MoreMoneyThanSense ...mix randomly and post as and when required. JOB DONE

I'm glad working class people can't afford to drink in ED bars. They're dirty and they smell. And you can't understand a word they're saying because they don't talk proper.

I prefer the the kind of pub where.. ...old men wait silently for death ...the only wine available is Black Tower (and you're a puff if you order it anyway) ...bespattered plasterers leer at the occasional female visitor ...stolen goods are offered every time you go for a piss ...fleeting eye contact may lead to a sound beating What does everyone else think?

BOREDOM?* *see White Stuff thread

Why is the world full of quietly fuming people who are simply unable to open their mouth and make their feelings known? Ask him politely if he would mind taking his rucksack off. Maybe he'll even *remember* your helpful words and take it off next time he gets on a train.. ..and BINGO everybody on the train lived happily ever after.

Depending on which side of the ED fence you stand on, it's either: Another nail in the coffin of SE22 or Preferable to the shabby glazing shop you never even went in

I'll be in The Palmerston from 8pm-10pm. I'm having a poor friend over (from Catford) so I can tell him (in a roundabout way) how much my house has gone-up in value over the last year (even though I think the market is far from 'topping-out') I'll be the one taking regular trips to the toilet every 15 minutes. See you there!

I usually get dizzy after like 15 or 20 pints, yeah lads?* *Take care - banging on about how much you can drink is classic 'rugger bugger talk', posh or not!

Why is this so difficult for motorists to grasp? If you drive considerately within the speed limit, park legally and don't drive in bus lanes then the chances of getting a ticket are very slim indeed. There may be a handful of 'sensational' exceptions and I'm sure they'll make a perfectly missable bit of weekday tv filler on the goggle-box. The number of times I've been sat on a bus, stuck in a line of traffic because some tit has popped his hazards on in order to perform an essential task such as nipping into Thresher. So what if the wardens are 'ready to pounce' at 4pm? Does the sign say "Bus Lane after 4pm.. but we'll give you another ten minutes if you like - take your time"? No-one likes to get a fine. I've had a few, but y'know.. it wasn't down to destruction of democratic values. It was more because I was going too fast, my parking ticket ran out and I was in a bus lane.

I can run you off a reversible 'disabled'/'doctor on call' sticker (on my inkjet printer) if that will help right the injustice, Louisa?