Actually I AM red-green colour blind (the dot test says so anyway but i never knew). Like a true scot, I KNOW when it is MA ROON (and it’s the Hearts colours as well). Watch BM doesn’t pull the old colour-blindness excuse and lay a green carpet out for you at Central (cos he’s a Tim)! And you be careful not to catch any exotic diseases off those sailors too btw. Don’t want you bringing bird flu (or worse) back to Scotland with you!
Now that we can clone things, surely we can hang murderers but cut a bit of the body off and keep it in a jar (say a thumb or something). Then, if new evidence comes to light that proves they hanged the wrong person, they could simply clone the person back into existence and no damage has been done!
Well I wish someone would re-record Ernie to a disco beat lol. Maybe Peter Kay might give it a go? And that shirt of mine is not crimson btw – it’s MAROON!
I think this featured in Saturday Night Fever – certainly had me dancing!
You could hear the hoof beats pound
As they raced across the ground
And the clatter of the wheels
As they spun round and round
And he galloped into Market Street
His badge upon his chest
His name was Ernie
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
Now Ernie loved a widow
A lady known as Sue
She lived all alone in Linley Lane
At number twenty two
They said she was too good for him
She was haughty, proud and chic
But Ernie got his cocoa there
Three times every week
They called him Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
She said she’d like to bathe in milk
He said alright sweetheart
And when he finished work one night
He loaded up the cart
He said you wanted pasturised
Coz pasturised is best
She says Ernie I’ll be happy
If it comes up to me chest
And that tickled old Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
Now Ernie had a rival
An evil looking man
Called Two Ton Ted from Teddington
And he drove the bakers van
He tempted her with his treacle tarts
And his tasty wholemeal bread
And when she saw the size
Of his hot meat pies
It very near turned her head
She nearly swooned at his macaroon
And he said now if you treat me right
You’ll have hot rolls evry morning
And crumpets every night
He knew once she’d sampled his layer cake
He’d have his wicked way
And all Ernie had to offer
Was a pint of milk a day
Poor Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
One lunchtime Ted saw Ernie’s horse and cart outside her door
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four
And as he leaped down from of his van
Hot blood through his veins did course
And he went across to Ernie’s cart
And he didnarf kick his horse
Who’s name was Trigger (Trigger)
And he pulled the fastest milkcart in the west
Now Ernie rushed out into the street
His goldtop in his hand
He said if you want to marry susie
You’ll fight for her like a man
Oh why don’t we play cards for her
He sneeringly replied
And just to make it interesting
We’ll have a shilling on the side
Now Ernie dragged him from his van
And beneath the blazing sun
They stood there face to face
And Ted went for his bun
But Ernie was to quick
Things didn’t go the way ted planned
And a strawberry flavoured youghurt
Sent it spinning from his hand
Now Sue she ran between them
And tried to keep them apart
And Ernie pushed her aside
And a rock cake caught him underneath his heart
And he looked up in pained surprise
As the concrete hardened crust
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye
And Ernie bit the dust
Poor Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
Ernie was only fifty-two, he didn’t want to die
Now he’s gone to make deliveries
In that milkround in the sky
Where the customers are angels
And ferocious dogs are banned
And a milkmans life is full of fun
In that fairy dairy land
But a woman’s needs are many fold
And Sue she married Ted
But strange things happened on their wedding night
As they lay in their bed
Was that the trees a rustling
Or the hinges of the gate
Or Ernies ghostly goldtop a rattling in their crate
They won’t forget Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west
Cath, I am sure someone from the ‘management’ will explain what has happened but I am pretty sure no-one has targetted you for post deletions unless you have broken any copyright rules for recipes or knitting patterns or something. Deletion of the Birthday Message to Chess is probably the clearest indication that it is simply a ‘glitch’ in the system and nothing personal against you.
I am ALWAYS first to get the answers to Lamby’s crossword and someone has deleted those posts too – I think its because of some JC ‘equal opportunites’ scheme to ensure the points are shared amongst the less able people such as you, Wilma, Ruby and that Rossy wifey but I am prepared to believe PB’s excuse that these deletions were caused by a ‘glitch’.
Don’t worry about it (if you break the rules someone will tell you) – keep posting! :wink:
Well far be it for anyone to let the facts get in the way of a good fight but I think you’ll find neither goalie moved (significantly) off their line for any of the penalties. They may have moved to the left or the right but that is allowed. At no stage, even after saving a penalty, was either goalie more than a foot or so off his line. The difference was that the Portugese goalie guessed the right way and was more athletic. Find the video replay on this link then ffwd to 2 mins 45 secs – see what you think.