Tell Us Something Really Trivial About Your Life (Vol 33)
Discussion
V6 Pushfit said:
Bomma R1 said:
That's torn it.
Never mind, I'll go and fetch the lifting frame thing.
Here’s one I got earlier from juniorgantries-r-us:Never mind, I'll go and fetch the lifting frame thing.
Yes, needs one. I've been trying to impress upon her the difference between "want" and "need", she's simply decided that she needs everything now
Bomma R1 said:
V6 Pushfit said:
Bomma R1 said:
That's torn it.
Never mind, I'll go and fetch the lifting frame thing.
Here’s one I got earlier from juniorgantries-r-us:Never mind, I'll go and fetch the lifting frame thing.
Yes, needs one. I've been trying to impress upon her the difference between "want" and "need", she's simply decided that she needs everything now
Bomma R1 said:
That's made things worse now, Grandbomma's decided she needs one.
Yes, needs one. I've been trying to impress upon her the difference between "want" and "need", she's simply decided that she needs everything now
They don’t change. I’m on a losing battle to avoid a £600000000 chair that is needed,to finish off a corner of a spare room.Yes, needs one. I've been trying to impress upon her the difference between "want" and "need", she's simply decided that she needs everything now
And I thought a coat of magnolia did the job quite adequately.
Pericoloso said:
Nice Oreca Viper....I think they are based at Circuit Nevers Magny Cours as I saw their unit outside the circuit
coincidentally where I saw that green Simca at Tour OPtic 2000 last year.
Can't post an over sized relevant pic.
I can't put my finger on why but I've had a strange fetish for British roadsters with factory hardtops for ages, even more so for the aftermarket types that were made by companies like Lenham etc...coincidentally where I saw that green Simca at Tour OPtic 2000 last year.
Can't post an over sized relevant pic.
- Bugger, just tried to upload some pics and thumbsnap's not having it!*
P5BNij said:
I can't put my finger on why but I've had a strange fetish for British roadsters with factory hardtops for ages, even more so for the aftermarket types that were made by companies like Lenham etc...
Thumbsnap is officially up the creak at the moment!- Bugger, just tried to upload some pics and thumbsnap's not having it!*
Mrs Bobbers has taken up bodypopping, not in the traditional dancy sort of way, no, that would be just too silly, nope, she stood up and both her ankles went crack, she waddled to the bottom of the stairs laughing about her ankles, stopped at the bottom of the stairs and started waving her arm around saying "I don't even know what just went pop!!" Whilst waving her arm her shoulder went crack!!!! 
glenrobbo said:
Oh dear!
I seem to have ended up in a pub!
Woah is me.
I have been forced to abandon the C-Ma_ somewhere close by.
I only hope that I can relocate it in the cold sober light of dawn.
I have decided to waddle home.
Let's see how it goes...
Before you embark upon too much waddling, have you any idea how far from home you are old boy?I seem to have ended up in a pub!
Woah is me.
I have been forced to abandon the C-Ma_ somewhere close by.
I only hope that I can relocate it in the cold sober light of dawn.
I have decided to waddle home.
Let's see how it goes...
If you're a good distance away it might be worth a reverse waddle back to the pub and ask if they've any rooms for the night.
Failing that you could always kip under the pool table I suppose. I've done it on a number of occasions.
Bomma R1 said:
Before you embark upon too much waddling, have you any idea how far from home you are old boy?
If you're a good distance away it might be worth a reverse waddle back to the pub and ask if they've any rooms for the night.
Failing that you could always kip under the pool table I suppose. I've done it on a number of occasions.
I asked the landlady if she had a room for the night, and she said yes, but it would involve sharing with her and her new boyfriend. If you're a good distance away it might be worth a reverse waddle back to the pub and ask if they've any rooms for the night.
Failing that you could always kip under the pool table I suppose. I've done it on a number of occasions.
He is a powerfully built chap with a big beard and a strong pair of hands, so I demurred, not wishing to become an Inbetweener and utilised as a prophylactic.
I managed to get home safely after a couple of off-route excursions and evading a lady who was a bit upset because I hadn't sent her a Valentine card.
A policy of appeasement only serves to delay the inevitable, I fear, but hopefully I should be safe until tomorrow.
Hungry. I needed food, so this is what I did:
1/2 an onion finely chopped, fried in butter with 2 cloves of chopped garlic. Add a good grinding of black pepper.
When translucent, add the bag of Aldi Scottish rope-grown mussels in white wine sauce and swill out the bag with a drop of milk to get all the juice.
Add a big tablespoon of crème fraîche and a good glug or two of gin.
Simmer and stir for a few minutes and serve with buttered melba toast.
Heaven! 😇 NOM!
And I still have some gin left over. Happy days!
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