stroppycow

I dont have it at work with me. What is it? I was very taken with the Bollywood dolls.

Died today aged 61 of acute myeloid leukaemia. A very sad day for music.

Agreed.

Asides London it's the only place I know where if you attempt to speak to a stranger they look at you as if you are a complete maniac (though in London it tends to have a more' date=' "how dare you!" edge). The amount of hours I've spent in bus stops being too scared to look anyone in the eye for fear of being branded, "weird" in this city is unreal.

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You want to give Carlisle a try - I've never met so many nutters per head of population in my life........... Botchergate on a Saturday night is a warzone. I suppose it may have improved over the last twenty years but I doubt it.

High Wycombe.

I tried it for four years and eventually gave up.

Top 5 Radio 4 programmes

I'm Sorry I Haven't a Clue

Just a Minute

The Archers

The News Quiz

Today

Would you like me to bring the Soft Cell 12" collection? Foetus? That'll frighten them.... Have also acquired a copy of The Stupids 'Retard Picnic' on cd.

That aside, carry on as usual - we are very much looking forward to it.

F

xx

This from today's Popbitch site:

Britain's papers have been full of the sad tale of a mother who murdered her Down's

Syndrome son, after caring for him full-time for 36 years. So what was the final straw for the exasperated mother?

"Patrick had spent the entire day listening to the same Elton John CD, shouting the

word 'Elton' repeatedly."

I'd say it was reasonable grounds.

Getting more and more depressed that I wont be here..... Bah.

Enough with the crap puns!

Had a tremendous night on Friday apart from being called 'old'.

Hmph.

Well I thought it was bloody tremendous and that he was a brilliant showman.

So there.

Personal Assistant. Hectic.

yeah they should totally be aware of fetish occurances in the NE. hahaha.

the boots in your avatar?

Yes - my lovely impractical birthday boots that some of the girlies bought me last year. I am a high heeled expert of many years but these aren't really designed for hiking around town and I want an occasion to wear them somewhere other than the house!!!

Upstairs in the Lampie

Upstairs is free to hire and holds about 60 folk. I've used it loads and like it.

i have a bebo account with no profile' date=' purely to harass my 13 year old sister, who's not yet old enough for myspace. it's amazing how many 'witty' guys claim they went to albyn on bebo.

stroppycow is right. the quality of weirdo is far superiour on myspace, plus you get to push your musical tastes on other people.[/quote']

Hear hear!! Currently any poor fool who finds me on myspace gets a blast of Acoustic Ladyland as soon as the page opens, and very character building it is too.

Right. Its such a glorious sunny day that I have that Friday feeling and am off to sit in the dark tunnel that is the Moorings.

Cheers!

Gutted

Would definitely have come along but it clashes with Killing Joke in Glasgow (selfish lot that they are, rescheduling their gig). I was going to get my boots all polished as well.... :-(

I hardly think so.....

Maybe old MySpace whores have joined Bebo as they see it as a more underground' date=' cooler MySpace-type site where only the best people go - the majority trying to be in the minority so to speak.[/quote']

I registered with Bebo about a year ago, encouraged by a pal who lives abroad as an easy way to keep in touch. All I seem to get are teenage wankers getting in touch and inviting me round to their mum's house (when she is on holiday) for 'fun'. Or my friends nieces being 14 year old trollops and making me want to slap them.

I think you get a better quality of weirdos on myspace.

I am a soup making Goddess

Well I'm not much good at any other domestic stuff, but I do make bloody excellent soup.

Roast parsnip and parmesan

Broth

Smoked haddock chowder

Other peoples soup that I like:

Baxters White Port and Stilton

New Covent Carden Wensleydale and Cranberry

he quotes his ethnicity as "Black/African descent" and his body type as "Body builder". Is it just me or is he just a white skinny runt?

I was about to comment on that.

Absolutely superb. One of the funniest things I've read for ages. I think I'll invite him to be my special friend.

Carmines is ace' date=' way better than Little Italy in my opinion. Another alternative is Panino's on George Street, owned by the guy who has Rustico's. I had my last birthday there and it was pretty good, food and wine are very reasonable and it's a nice size, slightly bigger than Carmines I think, so you could probably book the place out if you wanted.[/quote']

Panino is gorgeous - used to eat there a lot when based in George St area. Surprised its the same folk that run Rustico - Rustico is SHITE - overpriced, not very good food and crap service. Weird......

Kincorth minks!

Everyone knows St. Machar wiz pure better min

St Machar didn't exist when I was at school - it wiz Powis and Linksfield!!!!

haha well i aint sure if its the same guy but theres still an old guy up there. followed us once. . .scary.

yeah my mums kc born etc

my dad' date=' aint.

did you go to kc academy?[/quote']

I did. I left in 1985. I think all the teachers from my day have left now, except Robertson.

i remember that dude up the gramps! and im only 17! haha

Bloody hell - is he STILL around??? He musy be chasing folk from behind a zimmer frame now.... Are your parents local. I probably went to school with them. Eeek.

I used to play with mates in Kincorth in the late 60s....it was idyllic then' date=' and a lot safer at the time than Mastrick, where I spent my formative years.

If MKll was there for a while I can understand how things started to slide [/quote']

I was born in the late 60's and thus spent my childhood in Kincorth in the 70's and I agree - it was a great place to play as a kid, and a very sought-after estate. Regrettably it all went downhill in the 80s.

Bah. When I was young and everything was made of wood....

Kincorth isn't that bad. It's nowhere near as bad as it was when I grew up there, in the mid eighties. The worst you get now is a bunch of scabby neds trying to stop you going into the Coop or spitting at you when you come out of Spar. Then, you got mad folk murdering peoples parents in the local.

We used to run riot up the Gramps for hours. There was a local 'prowler' who followed the kids around. He was called Peter. In those days, your parents didn't have a protest march and brick his windows and phone News of the World about such things. If we saw him following us we would turn round yelling 'PETER THE PROWLER! PETER THE PROWLER!' and chase him. He wasn't a very efficient paedo.

No one ever looked for us in helicopters, adn we'd have got a skelped lug instead of a cuddle, for causing all that trouble.

I'm glad I'm old and don't have to bother with this nonsense anymore.

MOVE OUT!!!!