Ted Max

Extra time and then away goals count. So if it stays as it is then Burnley win.

TonyQuinn suggests there might be a need for residents' parking in the Barry Road area, and you get to this? Or is TonyQ a known council plant? (and yes I know the council has looked into CPZ in the past but... so far, nothing.)

Hey, hanks for the tiop off, Heddy. I did not kno you could microwabve cheesecake. That's my treat for he night shift sorted, then. IU'm afraid Stacey's mum does all the restauratn reviews normally. I think it's cos she used to eb a cook but Kevin from the post room says it's because she's shagging the ad manager, and the ad manager decides which restauratns get rewiewed. I don't kno why. BY teh way, I don't think there's a "D" in pie.

*Bob*, Sainsburys offer a pack of 4 Bird's Eye Beef and Onion pies for ?2.50. That comes well within your price range per pie. Supplementary cost is only a few potatoes, that you mash all up on Monday, and eat up through the week. (Handy tip, using an ice cream scoop to serve produces a really nice effect on the mash) To complete the pie shop sensory experience, get two radios. Tune one radio to Magic FM, another to TalkSport, and turn the volume up.

Actually, looking at that, you can have "1 pie 2 mash for 2.95", or "pie 2 mash for 4.10". I'm worried now. What's in "pie" that isn't in "1 pie" to justify the premium?

Eels is just for the weekend treat, obviously.

How about a pie? If you stick to the pies here, there's an option for every day of the working week. http://www.manze.co.uk/images/Prices.jpg

It's just a method of preserving meat in salt. Salty, peppery, corned beef hash with a poached egg on top, large Bloody Mary to hand and the Guardian Guide open at the Books page - that's ED on a plate.

I did, Heidi, I did. And, for the purposes of the thread location, I too like Liquorish.

They don't sell Licorice though. Better get the lawyers on speed dial.

If only there was a thread in which I could do so.

Bah homburg, Hona.

You can't talk about these things, Steve, or you'll end your days drugged up to the eyeballs in a secure, secret institution, and all your family will be transported to a lifetime's slave labour in the Caithness Granite Quarries.

Cook a big bowl of soup on Sunday. Have some on Monday. Ignore it the rest of the week. At least your intentions were good. EDIT: Hi Phatt, welcome. What kind of value are you after? I think you could eat your way down Lordship Lane, starting at, say, Badger Bakery, and report back to us. You have to have one lunch in every venue that's open. Maximum ?? (to be decided by you). A bit of spin and some stupid bugger-handles, and you'd probably get a Dave Gorman style book out of it.

http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_may2006/NewWalmartMirror.jpg

If you can't go West, you could head East, where there's a couple of extra tickets available for Latitude this year.

Sad news, right enough. Here's someone at B3ta's take on it. http://www2.b3ta.com/host/creative/65864/1232288785/mourningmorph.jpg

Smoothly done, admin. As you were.

"The Bishop, The EDT, Inside 72, The Mag, The Drum or The Black Cherry?" Can you spot the deliberate mistakes in this subhead?

Time was, a gentleman of the road required little more than some clean straw, an egg from the run and the cream off the top of the churn before moving on to reacquaint himself with Mrs Downdumplings' hospitality at Nether-cum-Nisdale. These days you're lucky if you get so much as a finger of stale pitta and the left over hummus to dip into. I wish you luck, SeanMediumLow, in your search for cheap country accommodation, but I fear these days the road is a hard one, and the hens no longer lay soft boiled eggs at the end of it.

"Thread to expose Ken Doherty as the top dipper working Covent Garden and Long Acre" "If you could steal someone's log-in, whose would it be and what would you do with it?" "Lost: African Grey Parrot. Answers to the name of Lucky" "North by Northcross - escape from East Dulwich" "Why must I be a teenager in love?"

No she doesn't.

Digressions are good, and you are allowed the odd reminisce about your homeland, just as Tony is about his lost Eden. TLS - I had relatives who moved to Perth, WA, in the '80s. They used to complain long and hard about all the immigrants in Australia. (Alanis could have had that one from me for free when she wrote her song, but she never wrote, never called)

Strawbs, you need to adopt the, "I'm about to step out right in front of you" posture, without actually stepping right out in front of them. This makes them stop. I agree they should stop anyway, but it's usually only the odd car that doesn't, even in poor old 2009 "Inner London", cursed as it is with its lack of civilian spirit and harmless old geezers giving schoolgirls lifts at bustops in their Morris Marinas.

London 40 years ago = modern day Australia, then. Who'd have thought it? At that junction I always wait until the cars have fully stopped before venturing out - rather than counting on them doing so. Often this means the drivers looking at me like I am a bit special, but I figure I and they can spare 5 seconds each out of our lives to avoid a possible collision.