Jah Lush

Afraid not Alan. I'd have no idea how to dredge them up from yesterday. You'll just have to trust me on this one. Also, the inference that I may have been cheating like your colleagues obviously were makes me feel rather sad for them. Poor deluded souls.

Ooh! Asset, you can duff me up any day darling.

OK! Confession time. I'd arrived there early in the morning after going a couple of days without any sleep, been snorting far too much of the Columbian marching powder and drinking copious amounts, went straight to the cider tent, took loads of acid, took some downers later to ease it off a bit, wandered around having lost my friends, vaguely remembered UB40's laser light show, next thing I remember...pool table Mr Eavis's house. Obviously, I was a bit of a drug casualty, huh huh! How's that for honesty?

66 Sylvester Road, the old bakery part of the building which is in Landells?

Asset Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > whew, let's me off the hook. I think it's only > Jah at 13%. I seem to have got the lowest score, and I swear it's all true, makes me feel terribly proud. Ooooh! I'm so posh.

That may be so but I'm sure the people who live on and around Piermont Green would have something to say about it. When the school was up and running before as Keef has rightly pointed out there was absolutely no reason to tarmac over that part of the Green or Common just so a bunch of spoiled kids can be driven to and from school by their over protective mums in their 4 x 4s.

State education, School of hard knocks, University of Life, only wear a suit for weddings and funerals.

I was only 13%. Does that make me a middle class ponce or an upper class twit?

The last time I went to Glastonbury in '83 or '84, can't remember which, I woke up on a pool table in Mr Eavis's house.

That's a shame Snorky, I'd love to hear it. But I'm sure Mr Admin lives in constant fear of the libel laws.

Excellent idea. As long as I can be Viv, I'm in on that one. "Five years ago I was a four stone apology, today I am two seperate gorillas".

Oh blimey! Fear, I'm a huge Bonzo Dog fan, got all their stuff. They used to play the Bird In Hand in Forest Hill. Vivian Stanshall's a big hero of mine. Saw him once at a Screamin' Jay Hawkins gig many moons ago, dressed in a white suit, beard tied in a knot, in state of enormous intoxication, dancing like a lunatic with some young blonde who certainly wasn't his wife. He seemed to be having a very good time indeed. They don't make 'em like that anymore.

Eh? You've lost me there Fear 'n Boozin. You been at the sauce today?

Oh no you didn't. I did, so there! Actually it's a line from the Vivian Stanshall film Sir Henry At Rawlinson End.

If I had all the money I've spent on drink...I'd spend it on drink!

Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

Cansei De Ser Sexy:))

I hope they enjoy their retirement and you get your clothes back. Anyone looking for another place to take their laundry look no further than His Lordship's on the Lane opposite Moxons. I've been using them for years and the service and quality of their work is always excellent and the staff very friendly.(tu)

Surely you're having a laugh here aren't you Macroban?

I guess that makes him human.

Thanks Sean, but I could probably find it on their website. Actually, I quite like the new Berliner style Observer. But two quality papers is a little too much me when I'm hungover on a Sunday.

No, me neither Sean and I didn't get my copy of the Review as I wanted to read the piece on Pete Townsend. I may have to transfer my allegiences to the Observer. Perish the thought.

Alan Dale Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > This is very topical in the light of Bernard > Manning's demise: I think we should hunt down and shoot and kill Jim Davidson as an act of political correctness or is that PC gone mad?

I usually tip my barber a couple of quid. The same goes for taxi drivers. Restaurant staff, if the service is good, ten-per-cent of whatever the bill is.

Well said James. Unfortunately there are still certain loathsome people like the aforementioned Richard Littlejohn (Smallprick?) in the Sun who are still living in the 70s and then you have newspapers like the Daily Mail and the Express who are still living in the 1950s FFS, spreading their vile prejudices.