Jah Lush

And my wallet won't take the strain

From exercise and MOT

When the new Gym opens on the Lane

Aha ha ha ha ha ha..LOL. I'm still trying to pick myself up from the floor on that one EDA. Hilarious. Man From Atlantis...so bad, yet so funny. Brilliant!:))

Oh bloody hell Keef, Howards Way was so awful in every sense, crap theme tune, awful scripts and appalling acting by all of those involved, only redeemed by the vampish vixen that was Kate O'Mara.

Damn! Forgot all about that. I've been too busy watching Vivian Stanshall and other related Bonzo stuff on YouTube all day thanks to you Simon. Cheers!:)-D

till the weekend comes round then I'm back on the booze again. Next

The pleasures of the grape and the grain

Aah! Enough of this sort of thing. A Spurs fan.(6)

Dear SimonM, since you posted The Bonzos Canyons Of Your Mind I have been transported back to my childhood whiling away the morning giggling like a naughty schoolgirl watching all the old Bonzos clips on YouTube. Big big thank you. "Yes, yes I kiss you perfumed hair, a sweet essence of giraffe.">:D

Oh boo hoo hoo. Bloody Gooners. Grrr...God I hate Arsenal. Thank the lord and all his angels I'm off tomorrow otherwise work would just be too intolerable to bear.(6)

*Peers over the Sindy and frowns and sniffs at MP for reading the News of the Screws* *Scurrilous rag indeed, boo hiss* *Pours large port and brandy into enormous balloon glass* *Slumps back into armchair for further reading and quiet snooze*

Animal Magic (great TV theme tune by the way), Get Smart and My Favourite Martian but my all time favourite when I was a kid was Do Not Adjust Your Set which featured future members of the Monty Python team, David Jason and of course the Bonzos Dog Band with the immortal Vivian Stanshall.:))

Good luck to Leeds. I thought their punishment was very harsh.

Unfortunately not Sean and worse still I've got to work tomorrow morning. Bah!

Right! Come On You Spurs....please, please please let us beat the Gooner Scum tomorrow.

I know where you're talking about EDA, beyond the netballs courts behind the playground at Dulwich Hamlet school. It was the Griffin Athletic Club and the grounds were owned by Sainsburys. The big house on the corner of Village way I believe used to be owned by Sainsburys too.

Asset Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Wasn't Buggles Thomas Dolby? No, it was Trevor Horn and Geoff somebody or other. Way before Thomas Dolby.

Annasfield, I didn't take it to mean you thought I was old. I took it as a compliment that you thought I only sounded old when I talk about all those gigs that I went to before you were born. You sound like a top girl to me. Bah! Queen, couldn't stand them. Although when I sang in a band we used to cover Now I'm Here. I actually walked out of one of their gigs. It was a free concert in Hyde Park. '75/'76 I think (there I go again). I was tripping off my tits and could only take about six or seven of their numbers before my friends and I had had enough of their pomp and bombast and made our way back to Dulwich for much needed liquid refreshment.

They definitely owned it, whether they still do I don't know. I went to Dulwich Hamlet too. Happy days!

Thanks Annasfield, that makes me feel a whole lot better.:)) It's not how old you are. It's how you feel inside. Oh! Mockney, no no no, not the bloody 80s? Urgh! Dread decade.(6)

The bright yellow one? No, actually I don't drive. Never have. Would have been dead years ago if I had or somebody else would have. I prefer drinking and you can't do the two. Ronnie Lane at Dingwalls, late '79 or early 1980. The poor man was hanging on to a post for support to stand up because of his MS but sang beautifully and with great feeling. Unfortunately the band backing him that night (including Johnny Kidd and the Pirates guitarist Mick Green and Ian Stewart (Stones)) had only rehearsed five numbers but the crowd loved him so much we got him to play the whole set again. Lovely man, great songwriter, much missed.

don't bemoan it

I once worked on a local rag called What's On In Stoke Newington, it was a small piece of paper with F**k All written on it.

(Monday morning is the worse, *shudders*) It creeps up without warning