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Well said Atila I couldn't agree with you more.

Full-time loafer.

I think it's an excellent idea and I'm all for it. The traffic flow around that part of Herne Hill has been bloody awful for decades. It's not like you will be losing much of the park anyway, just a bit of a snip around the main front gates and the old toilets.

Obviously I'm feeling rather gutted today with the way things have been going on at Tottenham Hotspur but Martin Jol's sacking was always going to happen once the board started courting Juande Ramos back in August. I also feel very sorry for Chris Houghton who has been at the club man and boy since 1977. I'm certain that Martin Jol will have success elsewhere and he will be in great demand. He's an excellent coach and a very decent man. I wish them both the very best of luck.

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Kenyan refugees. I write award winning operas, and manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo women with my sensuous and Godlike trombone playing. I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed. I cook thirty minute brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru. Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello. I had trials with Manchester United Football Club and am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my garden. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays after work, I repair electrical appliances free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have appeared in "Through The Keyhole" and won the Nobel Peace Prize. Last summer I toured eastern Europe with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. I run the 100m in 9.65 seconds. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on holiday in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four-course meals using only some vegetables and a Breville toaster. I breed prize winning clams. I have won bullfights in Madrid, cliff diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and chess competitions in the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet. I have performed open heart surgery and I have spoken with Elvis but I have never been to Bluewater.

I may be getting older but I refuse to grow up.

My suggestion would be the Old Library at Dulwich College followed by a jolly-up upstairs at the Dog (Crown & Greyhound) or in the great hall at the College. Depends on how much you want to spend.

clare Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Bleak House (2nd attempt but I've got to chapter > 15 and I'm off to read it now.....) Stick with it Clare. I finally got around to reading it a couple of years ago and its worth the effort and all the more rewarding for it.

Thanks, I've still got the 9 minute Miss You on pink 12 inch vinyl.

Oh my God! The Nolan Sisters and Leo Sayer in the same sentence. I think I'm going to be sick.:'(

This'll get me up and grooving and a shaking ma tail feather. The Rolling Stones - Miss You

I'm up for the next tasting. Perhaps you could post a reminder when it next comes around. Lush by name Lush by nature.

What Sean said.(tu) I couldn't agree with you more especially when it comes to some of the ignorant brain dead morons I've been unfortunate enough to work with over the years. And as for blasphemy. What a load of bollocks.

You Can Make Me Dance Sing Or Anything (even mend a fuse, fold away the ironing board and other domestic appliances) - The Faces.

Nice one Georgia, thanks. This old wino will be purchasing plenty of vino but whether it will last me until after Christmas is extremely doubtful.

Hope everything goes well on Saturday (and I'm sure it will, stop worrying) and that you and the lovely Mrs Keef have a very happy, loving, prosperous and joyful life together.

If my hangover has subsided enough by tonight I may well be up for this but for now my liver is quivering and my head is a pounding. I really really really need a night in.

This is a massive tune from '87. One of those records that helped kick off the whole rave scene. M/A/R/R/S Pump Up The Volume

I don't normally dance but put some old reggae tunes on when I've had a few and it goes straight to my hips and I'll be up on the floor skanking like a pissed old fart at a wedding.

You're having a laugh Jeremy? Either that or you've got the most appalling taste in music. I mean Celine Dion...oh purlease. We'll have the bad taste police onto yet you mate.

You stud muffin you.

Very many congratulations to you and she who must be obeyed CitizenEd. Was it a boy or a girl?

I stand corrected Macroban. So, even less deserving of a blue plague then?

Less of the old please Mockney. Bobby Womack Harry Hippie

Oh yes and that reminds me. This is a real weepy. Otis Redding - I've Been Loving You Too Long