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@kent f OBE wrote:

@fat bob wrote:

Oh great, Bluewater full of hoodies for the next 6 weeks!! :lol:

Yep Neil……………see you there! :wink:

Leaving Kent did have its advantages after all.

I remember Christmas shopping at that godforsaken place. Multiple return trips to load up the car.
How did life end up like that when all I ever wanted to do was play right wing at Highbury ?

koontin life . . . . . . . . .

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George (not his real name), first went off the rails when he lost his mum to cancer.
I remember that time really well because her best mate also caught it in the oesophagus.

That best mate was my mum, and one of them didn’t make it, but the flowers he delivered were fantastic…….

I can’t defend the Californian public toilet business, or the perennial habit of crashing cars while stoned in North London, but Yog is quite a cool geezer in general. And nothing like the fat bespectacled kid he used to be :D

Don’t be so fckin hard to fckin judge . . . . .

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@susieq wrote:

Is there anyone left in this world who is not just out for themselves . . Whatever happened to honesty, loyalty, integrity and altruism?? :?

you really need to get over yourself.

Supposed self-appointed sainthood will only make the curtains twitch all by themselves.

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I got married in a fever, one July when the Jukebox was Jammin’ in a place called Jackson to a girl named June.

. . . . . . . had no choice. The constant valentines’ from the hogs did my head in and my second cousin had a wart on her nose. It was even bigger than mine so our love was basically doomed. June was busting out all over like she always did and quite frankly I liked playing with her squeeze-box so sue me

(thought I’d share that . . . . .)

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:D

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and me

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@jen_jen wrote:

Did you all go and get one of those things called a life that I keep hearing about? :-k

Nope.

That thing you keep hearing about got me.

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In the morning and especially at this time of year, Birdsong mainly, with the general house-shake of some articulated lorry thundering by and interrupting my sweet dreams of Lena Zavoroni covered in last year’s marzipan.

In the evenings it’s my ultra-sonic guffaws upon catching up with JC boards.

I try + I try + I try to come up with some ultra-cool youtube link, but seem to be stuck on early Gene Vincent by default.
Maybe I have a predeliction on some Pistol Packin’ Momma from F3 lobby, but seriously . . . . . . I wouldn’t hold your breath on that.

Blue is so not you.

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@jen_jen wrote:

knackeredandonlyunpackedonedeliverysofarbutitwasthebiggest

not only is that a very good word, but I sincerely know where you’re coming from.

I’d counter with some obscure Welsh village but would hate to be predictable.

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