bigbadwolf

Quid's 50th birthday present. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eExj4zXMGUQ

Daughter of a greengrocer. Chemist by trade Prime Minster by night.

My names Seamus by the way

Don't do that.

An Irish Michael Caine? "Yarornly saporsed ta blor da blordy dahs aff, ya fockin eejit!!" Or something along those lines.

"Oh dear, I've become an ED cliche. If I were stuck in a lift with Hugh, I suspect I might want to do rude things with him." Could you really bring yourself to eat battery farmed chicken and fried chips from KFC in front of the poor man whilst you lick your lips? "BBW - Heston, really interesting and nice guy, I think he'd be a dream." Really? He looks like an earth worm to me.

I wonder what else Delia does with an egg whisk whilst in her own company, or a rolling pin for that matter.

Ha ha.

Consult the oracle. http://www.eastdulwichforum.co.uk/forum/profile.php?20,186

Yes he cooks animal *Bob* but if he burns the meat I wonder what he's most upset about , ruining the dish or killing an animal in vain. I personally wouldn't be scared of him. Fair enough, he knows his way round a 12 bore but I think he prefers to rip carrots from the ground to calm himself down.

I can't really decide which comes first with HFW Moos. Cooking or animal rights.

Not all I hope Keef.

"Do you think Rhodes is as harmless as he seems?" Good question *Bob*. When I was younger he once did an Uncle Ben's advert and he held one of the knives in his teeth at one point. Whatever that tells you about the man is entirely up to you, but I don't think it was in the script.

I reckon Delia is a boss in the bedroom. Or she screams a lot.

How do you guys feel about food engineer Heston Blumenthal. Has he been on the scene long enough to put on the list. He's got the sort of face that leads me to believe that after he's subjected one of his aspiring kitchen staff to a "Gordonesque" tongue lashing, that he retires to the mens room and then masturbates. He probably phones his dad to tell him how it went. The telling off, not the tossing off. I hope.

For some reason I've always seen Worrall T as the kind of person that has a purpose built panic room in case Ramsey comes round for tea and swearing.

I liked Keith Floyd purely for the fact that he simply spent the majority of his life f_cking about in foreign climbs. No one, and I mean no one, could pull off and inspire me to wear a safari jacket both at the same time. I too saw Keith meets Keith and truly felt sorry for both Keith Floyd and his daughter. I felt sorry for Floyd because Keith Allen was so letcherous and I felt sorry for his daughter because her reunion had turned into a circus. Ironically my DVD player of many years died last night half way through a Foyles War box set. I'll be raising a glass to both legends tonight. R.I.P Keith, and you too DVD player.

"The EDF has gone to pot." I thought that was just Keef. "can't be arsed beyond them." So you've started smoking dope as well then.

My top 10 indignant generalisations of east Dulwich. 1. Not enough tree's and greenery. 2. Too many men wearing sandals out of season. 3. The pubs have been ponced. Only the CPT is holding out with Jah Lush performing an exemplary rear guard. 4. Hope and Greenwood is too dear (for me anyway). 5. Never On A Sunday should never have closed. 6. Too many w_nkers talking w_nk loudly into their mobiles. 7. Target Arms will probably have to go Gastro. 8. Franklins attracts the middle class moths to the bulb. 9. William Rose, no matter how good the meat is, would be nothing without the spending power of east Dulwich. They'd be f_cked in Forest Hill. Or robbed. 10. Most of the visitors at Northcross rd market never buy anything.

Believe me Rosie when I say that in my dairy there were next to no conquests to massage any ego of any description. As Dulwichmum would put it, "Adolescent musings from the top bunk". Mainly a lot of playing "hard to get", with myself.

"My goodness. I'd rather read almost anything than be dragged naked across the quarzite blahdiblah. I think you need to rethink your principles. It's just a paper." Moos. If given the choice between being dragged by your hair by a lame goat across the quarzite surface of the Hindu kush or reading the contents of my diary from my formative teenage years which would you choose? Think carefully now.

"I wonder if she even remembers doing it." I doubt she even remembers what she had for breakfast BB, let alone a letter she 'posted' 54 years ago.

Quid's headmaster. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smKTxgQp8S0

It is a lot of fun though. Better than any other local forum.

The Lounge. The Drawing room. Admin showing his face and addressing his moderators/minions. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGo748GqS9g