My doggie finished off the ones I couldn't manage (as well as the sausage I bought her!).Giz a chip mate.
My doggie finished off the ones I couldn't manage (as well as the sausage I bought her!).Giz a chip mate.
About 40 years ago, yes.Have you thought about home brewing. You get the chance to have others try your latest batch before you, to see what they think.
If it's really bad, you let someone who's annoyed you(next door neighbour for instance) try it out.
1 x 0.5L bitter, 4 x 0.5L lager, 1 x 0.5L cider!I've seen two pint cans, where did you see these 3 litre cans.
Oh, I read about those penile splints - they are supposed to be really effective!I've just had an email from ebay “Something for Friday”, I suppose it's better that something for the weak end
Yep......I keep hoping the phone will ring on the 1st of each month, or whatever they do to let you know.
Question!
Did you ever get round to making an agenda.
I've just had an email from ebay “Something for Friday”, I suppose it's better that something for the weak end
@12boy - in case you didn't quite pick up on that...Oh, I read about those penile splints - they are supposed to be really effective!
In my deepest voice I would boom out "Why yes, my good man, I'll take 16 Magnum Superthrust in XXL!"After a haircut was finished British barbers would raise a second mirror for the customer to check the cut at the back, and would cough discreetly and ask "Something for the weekend, sir?" while looking towards a shelf display of condoms!
Market forces? Or perhaps political forces. The return to a farmer on milk for example is derisory. The supermarkets have them over a barrel and while we have to pay whatever they ask the farmer has to take what he is offered.What I can't understand is how farmers made a living back then. They employed so many people and still seemed to manage. Now, it's often the farmer and maybe a son doing nearly everything themselves, plus subsidies and they complain they can barely make a profit.
@12boy - in case you didn't quite pick up on that...
After a haircut was finished British barbers would raise a second mirror for the customer to check the cut at the back, and would cough discreetly and ask "Something for the weekend, sir?" while looking towards a shelf display of condoms!
Not too far back.There are two people whose job is to come and knock on the door. We live about 90 minutes maximum from Ernie. If we haven't had the knock by 10.30 I know it's a disappointing month.
Sorry classic but you've got me with that one. How far back are you thinking?