Well when I asked the nice young boy this afternoon, he immediately dropped the melons he was holding and enthusiastically offered to lead me directly to them....I can't remember the price but definitely felt the service was exemplory.
Mmmm, I think HonaloochieB and Moos have gone very quiet.... could this be the forum's first elopement? What about poor Mr Moos....Seems suspiciously Jules et Jim like to me.... As for the wildlife trust - well I don't think I dare walk in the woods with any of these contenders - I'm imagining it would be like a picnic with Slipknot.... Still I may still be found in the Pick 'n' Mix in Sainsbury's tomorrow ... I'll be standing next to the blue smarties.
*Eyes widen*...I fear that if I google further to find out what you truly mean to convey with the use of a gimp mask I may be fired by the children's charity that is currently foolish enough to employ me. LuvPeckham let's go back to Sainsbury's and start again - shall we meet in the bakery in five?
*Swirls keys around her little finger*....mmmmm, look what I've got Luv? Is that your chariot parked outside?...I'm feeling quite revived all of a sudden *dips her finger in a tub of belgian chocolate Haagan Daz*....Oh Luv, there's a good boy....Come to Mummy!
I went to a school reunion...which was also a charity quiz for a dear friend. My favourite moment was returning to the school hall where Liz had just asked a question - I stood swaying in the doorway and announced Plato to the entire room in my most theatrical voice. I was later seen both high-kicking and putting my fist in my mouth literally... but my finest hour was when I spied the wall bars and decided to ascend to the top. I later got refused entry to Weatherspoons in Cricklewood. Cracking night.
*Looks around the frozen food section*.... Oi Luv, there's some peas ere you can put on your bleedin' noses if you like....mmmm, suddenly I'm think Luv in a Cold Climate....
LuvPeckham Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Oi Belle, can you and bloke use a different room > as this lounge is already far too full what with > Moos and HonaloochieB hiding behind he sofa giving > Crispy advice about all sorts of things Cheese > related and Keef outside the door in case a drunk > woman comes out... I can't believe I'm not allowed to stay and play *voices cracks with emotion*... To be cast out of the lounge *shoulders begin to heave*... when all I wanted *small sob*....was the chance to find my BellendenBloke....*gulps air in fish-like manner*.... oh tis cruel, tis cruel... I will be in the frozen food section buying my Christmas Dinner for One.
Bellendenbloke Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Me too but I live in Peckham... Ooooh a BellendenBloke to match a Bellenden Belle! Well, hello.... *she purrs in her most seductive tone*
Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas .... the wonderful Judy Garland, from Meet me At St Louis (Ahhhh, reminds me of the Trolley Song - if only commuting from Peckham Rye to London Bridge held the same romance).
karter Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > re-energised from playing badminton and now off to > the gym. That's just far too noble Karter....can't you just loaf around like the rest of us?
Enda Walsh's The Walworth Farce at the NT's Cottlesloe is well worth a look ... it's been a while since I shed a quiet tear in a theatre. And it's darn funny too.
Oooooh, this could be a dangerous popularity contest Annaj.... I have space for 1100.... BUT I do delete regularly .... but now I think I should save them all and race you to zero.....
Mmmmm, I've come to this thread a little late .... but ooooh, what a treat... a bit of George Clooney, some Daniel Craig....and as for those London Bridge boys - well, it almost made returning to work a pleasure....
In my first year of university we had a whole term practically devoted to games (it was a drama degree what can I say?)...my favourite was vampire tag...you would chase and the first time you got caught you had to let out a piercing scream...but the second time you were caught you had to orgasm on the spot. 9.30 on a Friday morning...great start to the weekend. And people say a drama degree is useless...
I'm shopping in Oxford Street so I think I will pop into John Lewis for lunch... terribly middle aged of me but it reminds me somehow of regular lunches with my mother as a child many years ago.
Tim Dowling makes me smile sometimes... Andrew Clover in The Sunday Times is quite fun.... Flett sometimes gets it right, but Barbara Ellen went off the boil years ago. Oh and who was that alcoholic suave bloke on the back pages of the Observer....I never got him ever. I like Michael Holden's overheard section in the Saturday Guardian guide but find him very dull in Time Out. I love some of the columns in the guide looking at advertisements... Pete Paphides can turn a good line. And is it Lucy Mangan?- the second columnist in the Saturday Guardian... dull dull dull - even looking at her picture I just yawn. Don't get the Times selection of self-absorbed women with names like Candice (sounds too much like an ointment) and why bother with Slummy Mummy when we have our very own Dulwich Mum. Ahhhh, but Ronson, Ronson.... now he was a gem.