Maybe he'll prefer Manu Chao...somehow think producer may steer it towards a Eurovision night though. Enjoy races Norman. I'll be resting my gammy leg and cursing not warming up before attempting run for a bus!
Told you before...the Penicuik way is best...proper watered down (chippy) brown sauce, vinegar, salt optional and a baby beetroot in a bag of chips that you eat walking home after swimming. Funnily enough, my Dad's hedge was testament to the fact that it took from the Tower Cafe to 'Ma Bit' to finish a normal sized bag of chips!
I'd go with the Silencers, but I've no idea what europop is and if the songs elsewhere are anything to go by, it's going to be dross right enough. What a waste of Vic.
Running for a bus is one of the worst things a person can do.
Many people have been killed let alone injured pursuing buses, a dangerous pastime.
I remember when I was at school a girl called Carol Waugh used to stand to the left of the bus queue and wait for the bus to roll round, leap into the air and grab the pole at the back as it passed and hoist herself onto the platform before anyone else could get on.
We all used to cheer when she did this trick.
One day as she performed this miracle of athletics, the bus pulled her through the air but the pole snapped off in her hand and she landed on the ground at the head of the queue, groaning and injured.
We just stepped over her and took our seats, laughing our balls off as we did so.
It was hilarious, but the driver was a bit upset about the pole.
I never chase busses. However the other week I did make a nice clean horizontal line along the last carriage of the last train from Largs with my index finger whilst attempting to push the open door button to get on.
Julie, irrespective of the result of the cup final - you could hobble down to the 02 academy and watch Jimmy Cliff which is where I'll be. Doors open 7:00pm.
Yep, I suspect that it was news of the blog's demise and Donna's passing made him think, 'It's time I was out of here, this is getting beyond a joke'.
But what a playlist to take with you!
It's a pity he went now,the chances of our people getting the right drugs now go backwards - I'm sorry he's gone, his living was an embarrassment to those who hold all the dirty little secrets around this thing,and a positive encouragement to those blighted by the illness - I'm with Jim Swire, tragedy, all round.
The Silencers - "Bulletproof Heart", a big hit in France and Spain
ReplyDeleteDoes that count?
No. Think more Baccara that kind of dross...
DeleteMaybe he'll prefer Manu Chao...somehow think producer may steer it towards a Eurovision night though. Enjoy races Norman. I'll be resting my gammy leg and cursing not warming up before attempting run for a bus!
ReplyDeleteIs that you snookered for the Salt and Sauce Final then??
DeleteI'll be there hobbling on my crutches...never you fear! That's all I can say on the matter as I'm banned from talking about football.
DeleteWell speakin from a football neutral point of view
DeleteGood luck
Al.
Sorry, as Geo Washington once said I cannot tell a lie, and I swear I'm not a supporter
Deletehope the trophy comes back to Easter Road
Al.
Salt an sauce???
DeleteIn the proper east, we hae a wee bit salt and then, if really needed, sauce fae a glass bottle, but it has tae be the right stuff.
DC (on the lobster wi chips, wi a touch o hellmans ago, sea swat and Greek olive oil.
Sawt an sauce???.
Good luck tae the Hibs. They need a win
Told you before...the Penicuik way is best...proper watered down (chippy) brown sauce, vinegar, salt optional and a baby beetroot in a bag of chips that you eat walking home after swimming. Funnily enough, my Dad's hedge was testament to the fact that it took from the Tower Cafe to 'Ma Bit' to finish a normal sized bag of chips!
DeleteI'd go with the Silencers, but I've no idea what europop is and if the songs elsewhere are anything to go by, it's going to be dross right enough. What a waste of Vic.
ReplyDeleteRunning for a bus is one of the worst things a person can do.
ReplyDeleteMany people have been killed let alone injured pursuing buses, a dangerous pastime.
I remember when I was at school a girl called Carol Waugh used to stand to the left of the bus queue and wait for the bus to roll round, leap into the air and grab the pole at the back as it passed and hoist herself onto the platform before anyone else could get on.
We all used to cheer when she did this trick.
One day as she performed this miracle of athletics, the bus pulled her through the air but the pole snapped off in her hand and she landed on the ground at the head of the queue, groaning and injured.
We just stepped over her and took our seats, laughing our balls off as we did so.
It was hilarious, but the driver was a bit upset about the pole.
regardez - youse
henri
DeletePole dancing on wheels. You've found a gap in the market.
Poor girl,
Deleteyour own injury though sounds particurarly sore henri, you OK
concenredfaeraferry
Al.
yep Al, I managed to get them back on quite easily, they've since ben kicked off a few times, though, over the years.
DeleteCharlotte Gainsbourg -"5:55"
ReplyDeleteBlur & Francoise Hardy - "To The End"
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ReplyDelete
DeleteWill you be his friend?
Hey! That wisnae me!
Delete
DeleteMmmm. I suspect Julie the Stookie has way too much time on her hands, now that she is no longer chasing tramcars through the streets of our capital.
Not me! And dont be cheeky...
DeleteNaw, there's only one Norrie
Delete'There can be only one'
They better no be messin, we can find them....queue the Twilight Zone music
Al.
No more impersonation
DeleteI never chase busses. However the other week I did make a nice clean horizontal line along the last carriage of the last train from Largs with my index finger whilst attempting to push the open door button to get on.
ReplyDeleteAnd then it started to rain.
In Glesgae???
DeleteNever!
you've been away far too long, Adium, Largs isn't in Glesgae
DeleteJulie, irrespective of the result of the cup final - you could hobble down to the 02 academy and watch Jimmy Cliff which is where I'll be. Doors open 7:00pm.
ReplyDeleteBig deal, having The Doors as your warm-up
DeleteI think Julie would rather go home, pull the duvet over her head and hide from the big bad world!
DeleteWell Norrie? How did it go?
ReplyDeleteStill counting your winnings?
Hey! That wisnae me!
DeleteNo more impersonation
DeleteDid OK. Certainly better than Hibs.
Delete
DeleteI say! Isn't soccer a forbidden topic?
We should be telt!
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DeleteIt was good to welcome the Edinburgh folk - only 22 arrests and most of those because they were unfamiliar with local customs.
ReplyDeleteI missed all the footie yesterday but that was a small price to pay for the outstanding Jimmy Cliff gig last night.
ReplyDeleteWorld Class.
regardez youse
henri
This lot didn't miss it. Nothing better to do I suppose.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/g8/9277799/Dont-mention-the-score-Angela-Merkel-looks-stony-faced-as-David-Cameron-celebrates-Chelsea-victory.html
I managed to listen in to the fitbaw en route to Port Edgar yesterday. Motor-sailed home today. Queensferry resounding to "my heart was broken...."
Delete....Stopped off at Ardglass for a couple of jars of mussels and some potted herrings in case we got famished before dinner...and the craic was good...
Delete....listened to Get It On...looked for a rope
The Craig was brilliant but it was cup-a-soups and cheese rolls and half a twix off Kinghorn Ness
DeleteCraig??
DeleteSee these eye pads?
Well thats him gone then Henri.
ReplyDeletePipped the Blog and Donna Summer at the post.
Wis that you Adam?
ReplyDeleteYep, I suspect that it was news of the blog's demise and Donna's passing made him think, 'It's time I was out of here, this is getting beyond a joke'.
ReplyDeleteBut what a playlist to take with you!
It's a pity he went now,the chances of our people getting the right drugs now go backwards - I'm sorry he's gone, his living was an embarrassment to those who hold all the dirty little secrets around this thing,and a positive encouragement to those blighted by the illness - I'm with Jim Swire, tragedy, all round.
regardez youse
henri