Ewen

Gawd...so now I'll be taking a mental image of Ed pickling his balls in vinegar to bed with me now.

Punching someone in the face hard enough to knock him out cold so he falls backwards cracking his skull on the pavement is not a good idea. I'd recommend punching him in the throat instead.

Eagle F1 (chevron pattern) 275's here, have had them for years...lot of wet driving over these years too. Only problem I've ever had was when the tread was down close to legal minimum...bit skittish in the wet to say the least. Obvious really, but considering the tread was legal, I was surprised at the level of squirminess.

My wifes bum pushed it on the upstroke once.

Boarding school in first year in Hexham was hell. Day school in second and third year in Grimsby was hell. Boarding school in fourth and fifth year in Alnwick was hell. Apprenticeship '75 - '79 was hell. Pubs in Berwick / Coldingham / Eyemouth / Cockburnspath / Duns / Edinburgh / Greenock 75' - '79 were hell. Pubs / clubs in Southampton / Portsmouth / Swanick / Bursledon / Bitterne '79 - '96 were hell. JJ Murphys in Bournemouth in Dec 2000 was hell, as was The Brass House in Dec 2001, and the Wintergardens in Grimsby in 2001...and a pub in Coventry I cant remember in 2002 was basically the Alamo. Wimborne on New Years Eve is hell pretty much every year. My wife thinks its because I smile at people too much.

Whilst we are talking forklift re-posts, heres the daddy. Nine minutes of German genius. http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3993578102572669647#

Bet she's onnatop.

I haven't had a 'crisis' for some time. Thanks for the link.

Forking 'ell...looks like a bombing raid in arack. *lame cough*

Oh, absolutely....and, strangely enough, still on topic.

I was thinking more saddle sore than fencing score... I find saddles strangely erotic. What do you think ?

At last...a rational explanation for the existence of Milton Keynes.

Do you have an opportunity within the plot line for the smell of burning leather, soggy jodhpurs and some random farm wench being pummeled by her pommel ?

Look at it upside down...his expression is great.

Had a fright early this morning with some wet leaves at a junction. No harm done but a sphincter clench was in order. Would have happened in any car though.

Oh no... http://www.inentertainment.co.uk/20091014/derek-acorah-to-host-michael-jackson-the-live-seance-next-month/

My third car was a Daimler 3.2, loved it to bits.

Dirtier Hairier

Found it...reminded me of one of my favorite programs.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq0ZsLQDphQ

I can handle spiders, but go all faint when it comes to cat kill.

actually, that was so trivial I'm rather amazed at why I thought to post it straight on here. Apologies.

Just getting ready to go clay shooting, pulled my boots on and thought there was a sock still in one of them...took it off and put my hand in there, only to pull out a rather mushed mouse. *Shudder*.

I'm far too happy at the moment. I may buy that to piss myself off a wee bit.

Just what is so wrong with orange indicators ?