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96 Tears - ? & The Mysterions

Hanover Park, just over from Primark.

Thieves Like Us - New Order

Rebel Without A Brain - Theatre Of Hate

Rebel Rebel - The Dame

Ted Max Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > The poem "Night cap" (page 12), being a particular > favourite of your uncle's, is often quoted as he > takes his tumbler up to bed with him... Now let's just nip these rumours in the bud. Uncle Lance was a confirmed batchelor who may on occasion have visited the circus but he always denied the implication that he took advantage of any of the performers. Fond of a slim volume he was, though.

Ted Max Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > September is often warm and sunny, > I like the Autumn and the seasons... > Jan/Feb are the grimm ones for me > There's never jam left out for tea > As in The Brothers Grimm? The kid-scaring story writers? Frightened more wains than clowns those two. Good for them.

And of course you can wear dark hats again.

Muddle aged and look like crap on toast.

Fight For Your Right (To Paaaaaaaaarty) - The Beastie Boys

Not like when the lovely Frances was there. She could raise the temperature and light up the room just by walking in.

Keys To Your Heart - The 101ers

The way TM describes it is exactly the way I remember it. Christ, I don't half miss it. If it was printed on more absorbent paper it'd be bloody near perfect.

Knees Of My Heart - Ian Hunter

The Prisoner was just a zany follow up to Danger Man. Now that was a proper series.

I wish now I'd read more of the 'sex therapy' thread so I'd have the full skinny on it. I read the first four or five posts, thought it looked a bit dull and tawdry and didn't bother after that. But getting removed? I bet no one saw that coming.

Emily, I haven't read any of the above posts. I've shied away in case anyone got personal about your legs. See what I did there Emily? Like most men, I'm in love with you. And just so you know, it's not just the legs. No. That nose of yours. Talk about a news distracter. Don't go changing. It's thoughts of yourelf that get me from Forest Hill back to East Dulwich on those ocassions when I venture out. On the 185. Or when misfortunate the 176. Oh yes, where was I? Emily! WILL YOU MARRY ME? I can offer you nothing but my my soul. If indeed the soul exists. Straight away we're on to what might be a philosophical discussion, and you're apparently the sort of bint what goes for that sort of old toffee. If toffee is the word I'm groping for. And by the way, great legs.

Egregious, yes that's it. That's the word that I was groping for. Couldn't think of it 'til now. Chips? Gravy? Curry sauce? Couldn't be egregiouser.

I'm sad but not surprised. The brothers were heading for crashdown sometime. The Beatles comparisons? Lazy, and no more relevant than any other pop group. 70's glam rock was much more their forte. That's four tay. So there's a good looking vocalist and a guitarist with a knack for writing fantastic pop songs on the loose, let's see what happens next. Away ye naysayers, ye.

My Message Your Loss - Jeff French & The Frenchers

Down The Dustpipe - Status Quo

Lick My Love Pump - Nigel Tufnel

Dream A Little Dream - The Mamas & The Papas

SeanMacGabhann Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I always liked their impartial restaurant reviews > - they really cut through the dross and you knew > that an accolade from them was worth at least a > Michelin star.. > > oh no, wait.... Now you just pack it in there SM, Living South gives us reviews of this sort of calibre and is undeserving of your scorn. Posted by: Ted Max January 12, 03:00PM "Salad leaves us green with envy" Snuggled in between a local hardware store and an undertakers might not be the obvious place for a vegetarian restaurant on Lordship Lane but we were more than happy to chance our arm on a wet Tuesday night. A warm welcome ushered away any thoughts of a depressing experience and we were soon ooh-ing and aah-ing over the menu. Beansprouts in a chili tang and Bluegrass Pancakes whisked away any thoughts of the usual veggie fare, and we were soon looking forward to our main courses. Bean curd failed to live up to its rhyming slang and tasted delicious in a Shitake mushroom sauce, whilst my partner's Roast Tuber Roast was rich and warm. Puddings were delicious too and shooed away any thoughts that veggies can't have fun too. We shared a yoghurt and honey layer cake which was absolutely. Our groaning stomachs decided against coffee. I predict a bright start for this neighbourhood newcomer. **** ?? :0)) ???

Clove oil and co-codamol. It's the only way. I had an infected tooth a couple of years back and it was enormously painful, so yoy have my sympathy. The treatment I received from Kings was top-notch.