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I'd have thought that a cheap jibe designed to avoid addressing the issue was more 'playground psychology', but still, probably best to leave it at that, eh?

No Frankito, not a random tangent, more a linear continuation of the topic- You made a condescending response to a previous post: 'That says more about you than anything else dear...' Yes- it says the poster doesn't like having dogs come near their kids, or the dogshit often left behind by selfish, irresponsible owners. My post referred to a similar experience, and the observation that many dog owners actually seem to be offended if others aren't similarly charmed by their pets and their behaviour. My only inference was that you may fall into this category, and perhaps get a little peeved that not everyone is a dog lover. Hence perspective, yes? Then again, maybe I just misunderstood your words 'I would love to see you drag my dog away, I would bite you myself..' and you fully respect the right of others to hold a different opinion* * Now that was ironic...

*Tiptoes in, trying to avoid scuffing the parquet floor with the cleats of cycling shoes, having just averaged 57mph through the dog walkers and pedestrians of Dulwich park. Notices Mockney's innovation of a trained drink-dispensing monkey and orders usual pint of absinthe and carrot juice. Squints suspiciously at jar of runner bean marmalade on mantlepiece, opens lid and takes tentative sniff- not too bad, but hard to tell where marmalade ends and mould begins. Samples a spoonful, splutters and bellows: "MONKEY, WHERE'S THAT BLOODY DRINK? BRING IT IMMEDIATELY OR GET A DAMN GOOD SLAP!" General grunting and harumphing follows. Looks around and, embarrassed, sinks back into armchair. Deduces from disapproving glares that it must be bad form to threaten to spank another fellows monkey in the Quiet Room.*

Frankito Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > 'so that I don't have to drag the rotten shit > machines away from my child' > > That says more about you than anything else > dear... I would love to see you drag my dog away, > I would bite you myself.. Frankito- calm down 'dear'... The point being made was that on the road section dogs should be on leads. A dog may come up to you, tail wagging, and be perfectly friendly but not everyone likes, or wants, dogs near them- something many owners seem not to understand (or even be offended by). If you want to keep a dog that's your right. But it's my right not to be bothered by your dog, so respect that. And kids and dogs- a dog looks a lot bigger when you're small and vulnerable, and can make little ones nervous. We've had a dog run up to us in the park- playfully, but my five year old didn't know that. She followed her instinct and ran. Of course, it chased after her thinking it was a game, which made her even more frightened. Then, when I dragged the animal away from my sobbing child, the owner (ignoring me completely) began to tell my daughter off because the dog was 'only playing, and she shouldn't have run away but just kept still'. Obviously, a big consolation to a small child who's unused to dogs and is now terrified out of her wits. So, a 'frank exchange of views' followed, but of course the owner refused to accept she had been in any way negligent for failing to keep the animal under control. For some reason your tone puts me in mind of that owner, Frankito, so while I know you're trying to be funny and all, let's keep a little perspective, eh? Oh, and don't even get me started on the subject of cleaning dogshit off kids' shoes- not just in the park, but on the pavement outside the school...

Managed to get hold of any soddin' Olympics tickets...

Good God Moos, it seems like only yesterday you were offering your home made organic runner bean marmalade to all and sundry in the Quiet Room. And now you admit to being unable to cook? Oh cruel deception.

Yes, but did I mention the robin? I also had a robin hop right up to my feet, bold as brass, helping himself to a worm from the newly dug soil. Equally enchanting, but without the need to return in the early hours with his extended family and cause a riot. Bloody foxes, may as well wear hoodies and have done with it.

From 'aaah' to 'aaargh'- Digging in the garden yesterday evening when a tiny fox cub came under the fence from the den in the adjoining garden (which his Dad had obligingly tunnelled under, ripping up a good chunk of my lawn) and bounded up, letting me stroke him and tickle behind his ears. He stayed for about 30 minutes, playing and getting under my feet- utterly enchanting. Now of course it's 3.15am and he and his whole sodding family have woken me up with all their noise and I can't get back to sleep. Bastards!

There's a bike completely covered in blue and white sticky tape that's been locked to a cycle stand at Camberwell Green for the last few weeks. An 'installation' by the art students up the road, perhaps? Anyway, makes me smile.

But the OP didn't give their point of departure. If you wanted to get to Heathrow from Australia, say, then the quickest way would probably be by, er, plane. Just sayin'...

Moveable feasts give me indigestion.

cn150 Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Has anyone seen Bob Buzzard? No, but I once saw Billy Bragg. Who, by coincidence, wrote the immortal lyric "I look like Robert De Niro, I drive a Mitsubishi Zero..." Billy was on the 185 at the time, day-dreaming about one day upgrading his ride to perhaps a WW2 Mitsubishi Zero Japanese fighter plane. He glanced up, and happened to clock the real Robert De Niro travelling on the bus. After that Art imitated Life, and his hit song "Sexuality" somehow just seemed to write itself.

I'm A Believer- The Monkees

From Russia With Love- Matt Munroe

Eddie M Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > The Headteacher has confirmed that Heber will be > closed today. > > Unfortunately there is currently a technical > problem with the text messaging service to parents > which they are trying to sort out. He also asked would parents text other Heber parents to pass the news on

Brendan Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- the gentle thwack of willies on leather! Willies on leather? You mean Lederhosen? Pah, you'll be telling us our revered Royal family are GERMAN next...

Brendan Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- >It is just this sort of wishy washy, liberal, sense of > entitlement rubbish that is why this country isn?t > what it used to be. What utter nonsense. This country has never been what it used to be, despite what the Daily Mail would have you believe

My mate at school once went out with a girl whose kid brother was the Milky Bar Kid (early '70s incarnation). Oh, and I've shaken the hand of a man who shook the hand of Le Corbusier.

Ooh, I always wanted to be all bohemium, and even eat Al fresco and other foreign food...

Rain Dogs- Tom Waits

TillieTrotter Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Now where did that I love Hona thread go? Hang on, sorry to come in to this a bit late, but 'I love Hona'? Such short memories some people have... IT'S NOT SO LONG SINCE HE CAME OUT AS A SELF-PROCLAIMED EVIL GENIUS HELL BENT ON WORLD DOMINATION, Y'KNOW!! I recall he once even cited Rosa Krebbe as the ideal Evil Genius's bird, and you know what they say about judging a man by the company he keeps. Don't be fooled, one day he'll have you enraptured by his studious and hilarious ignoring of misanthropic ne'er-do-well trolls, and you all adore him BUT having diverted your attention he'll spring his fiendish trap of evil geniusness and we'll all be his slaves. He's probably even got a Bond villain-style secret undergroud HQ from which to mastermind his plans (maybe located under Sydenham woods- all the 'beast of Sydenham woods' rumours are just a decoy. It worked for that other Evil Genius, Dr No). I wouldn't be suprised if 'jrussel' is just one of HB's henchmen, ordered to start this thread specifically to distract us from, y'know, all his Evil Genius type stuff. What we need is a volunteer to be his nemesis... I'm thinking "The name's Max, Ted Max" has a certain ring to it...

Ah, but when your pudding doesn't come but they still try to charge you for it...grrrrrrr!! And, of course, the only place for electric blue water is the toilet, courtesy of that nice Mr Duck or Mr Harpic.

And another thing- nipples. I'm a bloke and I've got nipples. Erm, why exactly? It's not like they've ever been, or ever will be, any use whatsoever.

"Oh, I won't have a dessert, I'll just have a little taste of yours..." No, that's not a 'just a little taste', that's just shovelling three-quarters of my dessert down your gullet! (and for future reference, just because it was my dessert doesn't mean you've consumed less calories, OK?) Grrr!

Indoor farmers? With their own market? Meh, don't encourage agoraphobic agricultural.