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I predict a fall in house prices of upto 40% off the peak...

Several of the retailers/bars/restaurants on LL and surrounding roads that add to the character going bust

Friends, neighbours and posters on here losing their jobs

Only a very slow recovery


Reduce your debts, batten the hatches, and try and ride it out......


Cheery fella ain't I

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What rot. It's bad but not that bad. At the end of the twenties and in the thirties, there were fewer safety nets than there are today. People will still eat drink and buy tat, but they'll be doing it in between worrying about subprime mortgages, short-selling and other such new words and phrases. House prices will fall, but they'll increase again. Petrol will go up, then down, than back up a bit. My advice for this winter? Cut up your credit cards, knit a woolly pully and affect a full bladder when it's your round.

'bout time this Country had a shake up.

At the moment some people are revolting,soon most of our inhabitants will be .

Bring it on!

p.s. I'd love to join the gathered ensemble outside the remains of Buckingham Palace but I've "8" for Dinner later and in the most frightful rush, I can not simply begin to tell you.

Viva La Revolucion!

N.B. Please note the spelling of Revolucion...some of us Working-Class kids got an headucation,as well you know:-$

KalamityKel Wrote:

took ya two edits too didnt it ;)


Leave It Out Kel!

The second one was to remove the abbreviated "Buck.Palace" to the elongated "Buckingham" so that don't count for starters!:))

(the other one was re-arranging the "revolting" line for brevity..;-)

I know its still not that funny,but eh...B)

  • 3 weeks later...

Apparently it's all about confidence. Or the lack of it. Financewise.

Let's make an effort to visit the City, around lunchtime each day and give some encouragement to our brave boys and girls on the financial front line.


Move amongst them and try to discretely catch an individual's eye*.

If you think it apt, extend a hand to make the gentlest of contact with his forearm. If he rears back and screeches something incomprehensible then tighten your grip slightly and gently intone "No, no, this not Twick En Ham".


Make sure your subject knows you to be benevolent, pat your chest with the flat of your hand and firmly say "Taxpayer. Taxpayer. Taxpayer". This will soothe the subject for long enough to lapse into what we financial anthropologists call 'Expense Account' mode. An invitation to a goodish lunch with assorted wines will be extended.

The experienced City traveller will at this stage extract an agreement as to who will settle the bill.

Though of course the subject will give a vague indication that he will be putting his hand in his pocket, do not accept this as a promise of payment.

In fact all the phrase "Don't worry I'll be putting my hand in my pocket" means potentially, is that like Little Jack Horner he'll be pulling out a plum and nothing more.

Though some would pay coin of the realm for just such a display.

At the end of the meal, the subject may pick up and glance at the bill and annouce casually "Tell you what, let's toss for it"

On no account go along with this wager. There have been recorded incidents where the unlucky loser has found himself on the receiving end of unasked for masturbation. On the other hand I suppose some losers may have thought all their Xmases had come at once. Early.

But be that as it might be, here are some phrases which may help our finance monkeys regain confidence.

IN ORDER TO MAKE EVERYTHING, ALRIGHT, FOREVER.

"Holy shit, Giles, you are just the faacking best"

"Jocasta, is that you? Or did Angefuckin'lina fucking Jolie just walk in here" (this of course won't work if Angelina Jolie is actually present)

"Martin, you old bastard, how's your belly for spots?" (not to be attempted with soft Southern shandy-drinking pooves)

"Seriously Caroline, you and Sugar in a fight? I know where my money's going."

"Honestly mate, some guys your age couldn't pull off that Turnbull And Asser. You though..."

"Now stop that, Tony, dry your eyes. Next time you tell the other traders when they tease you, you're not ginger, you're titian"


Just some suggestions, let's all do our bit. Every tax pound and exhortation will boost their confidence.







*If Gordon Brown is present, this may be easy, as it's possible he may have taken it out for a polish.

Watched a bit of the Presidential debate.


Is it true that a bunch of AIG execs went off on a $400,000 jolly after they were bailed out?

Genius, they've really got their fingers on the old pulse haven't, fathomed the mood, reflected upon the zeitgeist...jolly good show, now where is that AK macroban?

I might just join you and wave a ?50 note at the barman, not to attract his attention, just to annoy said fucknuts who used to do it to me from two rows back while I waited patiently at the bar like a normal human being.


Then I'll ask people how their 5 unsellable buy-to-lets are doing now that rents are dropping and their bonuses have gone for the foreseeable future.


Then I'll take a steaming dump in their manbag where they keep their moneyjacket.


Out of sympathy error 500

I amuses me that in pubs like the CPT or the Castle people wait their turn at the bar. When you?re out in The City Of London, this bastion of British financial strength, being a gentleman gets you nowhere. It is a shite state of affairs indeed when a once proud country?s entire economic existence revolves around this pit of wankery. Financial screwups aside what happened to human decency and good taste?


Dunkirk my arse. They built a wine bar out of our oars years ago.

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