Tell us something really trivial about your life (Vol 27)
Discussion
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Code book missing? But but but what if it falls into the wrong hands? Where was it who is responsible for it? I signed it out yesterday so unless it's fallen down the side of the sofa I'm innocent as far as I know.
Forgot to say earlier - got the key and found those damn door knocking psalm pushers who are now tied up in the WI chair store.
Code book missing? But but but what if it falls into the wrong hands? Where was it who is responsible for it? I signed it out yesterday so unless it's fallen down the side of the sofa I'm innocent as far as I know.
Forgot to say earlier - got the key and found those damn door knocking psalm pushers who are now tied up in the WI chair store.
Jim AK said:
This Code Book is a bit like all the radio ad`s these days.
They all end with the phrase `Terms & conditions apply`
Thing is: Nobody has ever seen them or the Code Book!
Sorry chap, I was going by the old General B one which I managed to save. Iva said about a TT version, but I don't know if you'll get any sense out of him at the moment - Lord knows what this bush thing is he's got his hands on.They all end with the phrase `Terms & conditions apply`
Thing is: Nobody has ever seen them or the Code Book!
TT? Tourist Trophy? Psalm Sunday if you ask me. Which you didn't, by the way, code or no code. Dress code? Formal. Always. Sitting down to beans on toast in your Dress Uniform? All for it. Toast? Don't mind if I do. Here's to the chaps. All for it? What? The high jump? I should cocoa. Cocoa? Don't mind if I do.
Well, ta-ta, it's been... Well, I'm not quite sure what it's been but we'll do it again soon, I'm certain.
I can hardly wait.
Well, ta-ta, it's been... Well, I'm not quite sure what it's been but we'll do it again soon, I'm certain.
I can hardly wait.
No, Constable, I am not a terrorist. I am hunting vampires.
I was using the experimental Mk VIII digital code book but the battery ran out. Am now back on the still controversial, Mk VII which, as you know, is the one with the illegable index.
Yes alright, we'll stroll down to the station. Any chance of a cup of tea? I play golf with the Chief Constable you know. Is he on tonight?
I was using the experimental Mk VIII digital code book but the battery ran out. Am now back on the still controversial, Mk VII which, as you know, is the one with the illegable index.
Yes alright, we'll stroll down to the station. Any chance of a cup of tea? I play golf with the Chief Constable you know. Is he on tonight?
DickyC said:
TT? Tourist Trophy? Psalm Sunday if you ask me. Which you didn't, by the way, code or no code. Dress code? Formal. Always. Sitting down to beans on toast in your Dress Uniform? All for it. Toast? Don't mind if I do. Here's to the chaps. All for it? What? The high jump? I should cocoa. Cocoa? Don't mind if I do.
Well, ta-ta, it's been... Well, I'm not quite sure what it's been but we'll do it again soon, I'm certain.
I can hardly wait.
All this is just too confusing.Well, ta-ta, it's been... Well, I'm not quite sure what it's been but we'll do it again soon, I'm certain.
I can hardly wait.
I thought TT was that Coupe/Soft top made by Audi, Palm Sunday was sometime around Easter & Dress code was something for Dinner parties & weddings or maybe a Cruise.
Agree with beans on toast, preferably with some cheese on top, quite like some strong grated cheddar if there`s no Parmesan.
Cocoa isnt for me, much prefer a cup of tea, used to like Ovaltine as a kid & remember mooring up opposite their factory in Abbots Langley when I used the Grand Union Canal & I was quite good with a Discus or Long jump.
Is any of the above actually relevant?
coopedup said:
Morning all, aren't schools wonderful things without hundreds of horrible screaming monsters around?
Don't fall into the trap that my guvnor's girlfriend has fallen into. She appointed herself manager of the garage and set out to organise, well, everything. We're at the point now where if it wasn't for the customers, the suppliers and the staff she could run a really tight ship.I forget when but I must have clicked a hotel advert. Now I am unable to escape Super Marriot. Adverts and banners every f
king where. What was probably not in their Business Development Plan was that Super Marriot does not conjure hotels in exotic places in my mind. No, for me, Super Marriot takes me straight to Thunderbirds.
king where. What was probably not in their Business Development Plan was that Super Marriot does not conjure hotels in exotic places in my mind. No, for me, Super Marriot takes me straight to Thunderbirds.Morning all. I have fond memories of school - I was perhaps fortunate in that the one I attended had been Approved by the government.
I remember the headmaster's study being destroyed by the Bomb Disposal chaps in a controlled explosion after we decorated it with 200 feet of det cord one christmas.
Happy days...
I remember the headmaster's study being destroyed by the Bomb Disposal chaps in a controlled explosion after we decorated it with 200 feet of det cord one christmas.
Happy days...
Vitorio said:
Im absolutely delighted with how peaceful the roads/public transport are with half the country shipped off on vacation, school holidays are lovely.
I am on the road around 5 o'clock every morning so thankfully it is always quiet for me. Mind you, I had a hard day yesterday, decided to enjoy a couple of well earned beers with diner last night. I was perfectly ok to drive this morning but it is still a fking horrid feeling when you have old bill following you most of the way to work!Gassing Station | The Lounge | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff