HonaloochieB

"Next time you're at the checkout and you hear the beep - think of the fun you could be having on Supermarket Sweep" - Dale Winton, Supermarket Sweep.

Croydon? Too too ghastly.

AcedOut Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > explain... On Her Majety's Secret Service...almost.

James Bond

So Lelly Kellys have got toys in the sole. In my younger days we had WAYFINDERS. Stout black lace-ups, the kind William Brown used to wear.On the soles were raised animal footprints, badger deer etc which would stencil into any muddy or soft surface you walked on. Until of course they wore away. But best of all in the right shoe there was a little flap in the heel, lift it up and hey presto, a compass. Fantastic. I lived on Waterloo Road at the time and there was no wildlife to speak of, and annoyingly I never once got lost and had cause to use the compass. Still they were both there if I needed them.

Resistance

Run Run Run - The Velvet Underground

Nurse

Heavens, there's a ruffian loose.

We're An American Band - Grand Funk Railroad

Gaunt

Not me. It's unlucky.

Lager

Piss? Vinegar? Me? Full of? Old? Like to be? Yes.

cocoalush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Brick lane (east end of london) otherwise known as > banglatown is famous for its curry houses. > > In the past few years I have seen a growing trend > of indian restaurants, there are currently 8 in > lordship lane!!! > > Maybe more will open in the near future?? But is > lordship lane becoming popular for its curry?? > > I think I'll pop down dulwich tandoori restaurant > today,lol!:)) Withdrew my post on the grounds that I thought this was a wind up, then realised if it wasn't, it would be an unpleasant response. So carry on.

OOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo And although I don't think you can see it, I'm holding my hands up beside my face and waggling my fingers while I'm doing it. I imagine you must be beside yourself. I'm sorry, but I just felt the need to compete with Yvette Fielding. If I just knew who he was, I'd challenge him to duel. Then we'd see.

The Body Of An American - The Pogues

Cheers!

Ms B Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Close, except I was a clammy and fetching shade of > green, though after the weekend I'd been through > it's possible I may briefly have had cheekbones. So, not Audrey Hepburn then, more Marina from Stingray. Still works.

Ms B Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Mind you, I watched Most Haunted religiously for > about 4 months, so what do I know. Oooooooooaaaaaahhhhaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahaha...... Oh, come out from behind the sofa. It's just me.

SeanMacGabhann Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Honaloochie > > We keep giving it a fair hearing and it keeps > p***ing on our chips (metaphorically speaking) I'm not privy to what 'keeps' happening. I was just referring to Keef's particular situation and how it seems easy enough to acceot a report of a phone call from a PO and accept it as complete truth. As for your chips, did you not get the metaphorical CCTV?

Ms B Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Ok, nothing to do with trains. A few years back I > had a bad bug all weekend and, like the good > employee I was, by Sunday night, as I was able to > stand up again, thought that I should go to work > as normal. I was living and working in Amsterdam > at the time, so got up at 4.30am on Monday, first > flight to Paris for intense Monday morning meeting > with PR agency; after lunch, at which I was unable > to eat anything, held together entirely by > caffeine and neurofen I crossed Paris, got the TGV > to Le Mans, then 45-minute taxi to the company's > R&D centre, checked in to hotel and, by now in a > total haze and rather late, ran for dinner > meeting. Luckily, as I walked in to the restaurant > the guy I was meeting stood up and said hi, asked > me how things were going and we got chatting. > > It was only half way through the main course I > realised I was having dinner with the wrong > person. And I didn't even know who he was. I still > don't. OK LETS ALL AGREE NOT TO PUT LESS THAN DELICATE QUESTIONS TO MS B AS TO WHAT MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE TRANSPIRED BETWEEN HERSELF AND SAID GENTLEMAN. PLEASE MOVE ALONG NOW. Although if you have a look of Audrey Hepburn about you, and he had a Cary Grantishness to his jib, it might make for an enthralling anecdote.

Dripping

Love Like Blood - Killing Koke

I don't get the idea of watching Sex and the City, so I never have.