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An old joke: Why should you never wear Russian underpants? - because Chernoble fallout...

I never moved so fast in my life as a teenager when hearing the creak of the door-knob...

Like a bad penny... lol I've been away on holiday in the South of France for a while, enjoying the moules and eye-candy (great invention, the sun-glasses!). Have I missed anything?

I reckon she would for the chocolate!

A f.off big bar of whole-nut and a clementine...

Try 'Secondhand Daylight' by Magazine...

Its the brylcreme that does it for me...

Could be worse - he could advertise for Greenwoods... lol Seems like just a mention of Adolf and merrie men gets a slap nowadays...

Wasn't he Belgian?

Someone somewhere is washing one of Spiderman's suits, and wondering if it should be done at 40 or on a delicate non-spin cycle....

The singer is that film critic, isn't he BF? Either that or the b*stard son of Smeg! lol Top band though - I shall buy the anthology!

He'd be a hit on the Town Hall steps with his mints and dental floss...

....and whilst at work will you photocopy your butt again to compare it with last years? lol Many happy regards! x

Now, Ivy! There's a doll!!! BF, did you make it to the Fall last night? How was Mr Smith?

BF - don't you know your history? He was married to 'camel-face' Gail, until the fateful stabbing... As an aside, I met him once during his flirtation with the West Hollywood lifestyle. Unfortunately for the dear chap, one of my friends had had a couple of Guinesses on the pier at Venice Beach and took great drunken delight in reminding him of his past... He took it in good spirits, nice looking woman with him to and the sun was shining if I recall. Beats Wetherfield...

You know, rumour is that song is about.... - oh nevermind! lol

The whole hooliganism thing used to scare me too. It was the bad old days, and I found myself attached to that crowd as an anxious spectator as opposed to a 'soldier'. At the tender age of 16 it did hold a certain novelty, but I grew up where others didn't... I bumped into the ex-boyfiend a few years ago. Suprise, suprise he did a stretch in Armley pleasure for a couple of years - he now supplies gaming machines to pubs and clubs...

I used to watch the mighty Leeds when I first moved from sleepy Suffolk to the seething metropolis that is West Yorkshire. At the time my eldest sister was going out with a 'service crew' chappie. Oh the laughs we would have as he and his mates would sharpen 50p pieces and fit that extra blade and matchstick in the Stanley knife in the back room of the 'Speak' before a match... needless to say I found the whole performance detracted from the otherwise beautiful game... We never had any of that at Ipswich!

Had we not have lived 'over the hoover' for years prior to this, I guess a beautiful moment may have been spoiled... As it was she was glad of the kip after a somewhat hectic day... or so she says...

I disgraced myself by getting drunk with my best man... I fell out of the bunk en route...

We had an impromtu wedding in a small Northumberland registry office, followed by a dash to the ferryport for a boat to Amsterdam for a two day honeymoon amidst the bicycles, canals and coffee shops... our wedding song therefore was the first played by the boat DJ on the way across - S Club 7 'Don't Stop Moovin'

...usually followed by "you're goin' home in a f**kin' ambulance..." Personally I prefer "Who ate all the pies..." and that most cerebral chant "Leeds Leeds Leeds Leeds Leeds Lee...." - you get the drift!

Someone it playfully tousling her scraggy old tom... and he's loving it!

I've nothing against that! Over here though, women hockey players wear unfeasably short skirts...

Rounders - a game girls play over here... a batter, 4 'bases' and a bowler. The bowler bowls, the batter hits the ball as hard as she can and races around the bases to make runs... LOL