Ted Max

So do I

Muley, that's very kind of you, but I know my place. And it's here in the Lounge with the kids who can't be trusted with the pencil sharpeners.

Am I missing something here? Yes. You have got events completely about face, Tony. Read the thread again.

It's definitley slugs, Daize. They can get through tiny gaps, too.

A pet toad is the answer, then, Daize.

yes there have been some decent scots around in the past, but not all of them played for the pool, as is evident from the names I listed. You aren't really this thick are you?

My point, Atila, was to highlight how far Scottish football has fallen in terms of the players it produces, with reference to the vital role played in LFC's history by many Scots. I did this because Matt is a Liverpool fan, and he of all people might appreciate the role Scots have played in the development of his club. So no, I am not living in the past. Now, would you like your toast buttered, or just jam on its own?

Did they play for Liverpool?

Three post mentalism but what the hell. Both computedshorty's threads have the air of someone who has decided that the posters of this Forum need some reminding, or education, of the local history of the area - and he's going to give it to them. Indeed in a commment in the About This Forum CS said: This is just a thought that might give your younger members as insight that they don't seem to have on what happened where they live now. Yet threads on the past, and on local history, are always welcomed and well-supported on here. 1 We have had several on the war time history of the area - and they prove that people are not only interested, but often already well-informed. 2 This Forum was, as far as I'm aware, a crucial tool in asking for and organising the renovation of the war memorial at the bottom of Lordship Lane. 3 The 1950s Rodwell Road thread was loved by many for the insights into local life at the time, and drew a wide response. 4. Even small threads asking for information on bottle factories, etc, get good replies. So, my beef is that CS had no grounds to make that comment, as it assumes a level of ignorance that is not supported by the activity and posts on this Forum. And neither do you, Macroban, have any grounds for your continued generational antagonism.

That Macroban thread threw up within its discussion the following: Enid Blyton, R V Davies, Charles Dickens, CS Forrester, Boris Karloff, Gustav Holst, Lord Haw Haw, Oscar Wilde, Ernest Shackleton, Peter Cushing, PG Wodehouse, Bob Monkhouse, Raymond Chandler, Lord Byron, Charles Barry, Edward Alleyn, Michael Faraday, Henry Bessemer, Camille Pissaro, Margaret Thatcher. Perhaps you were hoping for a far bigger haul of worthy names, Macroban? (ComputedShorty has added Mrs P and Anne Shelton) but that thread is hardly evidence that you "tried" and failed to get the "celebrity worship generation" interested in the history of this area.

Another thread insulting the young of East Dulwich.

In case anyone was in any doubt to the strength of Scottish football, Things can change, I guess. Liddell, Dunlop, Lawrence, Fagan (Willie), Shankley, Slater, St John, Yeats, Graham, Cormack, Stevenson, Dalgish, Nicol, Gillespie, Souness, Hansen, Houghton, McAllister.

I think you should start a thread about it, BBW.

I like that Brendan. It is going to be a fine collection in there. I had thought perhaps a Punch cartoon, entitled "A lady fails to provide sufficient references to back up her theory". In a Victorian salon, several gentlemen in frock coats inspect the embroidery of one of the ladies present. One bewhiskered gent says: "My dear, as arguments go, yours is a severally fine one. And methinks the holes are quite the finest part."

????, have I accurately described the scene? Then it is worse than I feared. Still, at least it leaves us with a clear run at these bints with the GCEs in Home Economics. Did I ever tell you about that place I have by the coast? Two hours to get there in the Spider and a charming local pub next door where nobody knows your name.

It doesn't count if it's inside your body at the time.

Dear Ted is torn, he is hovering in the doorway ...lying naked on the floor, wasn't it? I'm not going in there. I'm in the Lounge impressing the dim girls by doing somersaults over the back of the sofa.

I feel certain that at this very moment Mockney is standing with his back to the fire, hands wrapped round a brandy glass, arguing politely but fiercely with MarmoraMan over the lasting legacy of the Albigensian Crusade and what it tells us about modern day secular educational policy. Steam rises from MarmoraMan's tweeds as he wonders whether now is the time to inject his killer fact about the unintended outcome of the Last Cathar's Rebellion. Meanwhile, in the Lounge, the dullards are left only to talk of the weather.

Hi Helen, do you do rush work? I doubt it. It took her ten years to repair a cane chair.

Pink gin or Pimms?

Club biscuits or Penguins?

Is BBW shown in his three-quarter length trisers, three lions tattoo visible above the ankle? I'm not going in that there drawing room - its imagined content has cast a cold grip of terror round my waking dreams. Instead I am staying here in the The Lounge, the place for whimsy and mimsy, dimsy and flimsy construct. Let us embrace trivial mundanities through the dim fog of second-class minds that display the attention span of the golden retriever, the gravity of the spring lamb. As those modern prophets the Indigo Girls said; "The less I seek my source for some definitive; The closer I am to fine."

See also this Viz top tip from aeons ago. "Big Country fans, save the cost of buying the new album by simply buying the single and playing it 10 times in a row."

What's that you say?

9. Make a IANHUNTERISABELLEND decision on when to change my baby's nappy without running it by the Family folder first.