THE BRITISH THREAD

I haven't gone too far at all Mrs Smorgsi, I'm flitting between first and second, third is a cracker, fourth and fifth will be like Armageddon. I never wenrt into overdrive to date, so that could be special if it's required.


I might just think Spendi is the Messiah! Why shouldn't he be, if he wants my vote he's got it.


If only to get him nailed up on a big lump of wood somewhere.: Again!


(PS adore you too, but don't let that influence your decision if these morons are flooding you with instructions to kick me out. I'm a big boy, and it won't be the first club I've been barred from. In fact my mate Ralph is home for Christmas this week, my wife is already laying down the rules, but it makes no odds. I just know I will have cuffs as part of my dress code before next weekend is over and done with. Inspector H: an old mate of mine used to be a godsend if we were nicked in Preston, but he has retired now, I think we should go to Blackpool its years since Ralph took the pool table out of The Manchester and tried to get to Ireland on it. Surely they won't remember that, will they?)

We happy few, we band of brothers

This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

Effin 'ell Maythos!

That was boring the first time round - you didn't have to post it twice (yawn)

Pool table? oh, that's interesting (not)

Bet you're really hen-pecked at home.

Bet you're the only bloke on this thread that replies to his Viagra emails...

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you can turn me on any time Smorghshious.

Now, having downed a cordial pint or two (of Abbot Ale) I am in a more melifluous mood. I have no idea what that word means, no doubt someone of a more literary bent will tell me, but it just seemed to appear...so the photo with the water was taken last week.

I hearby offer a valuable prize to the first person on the a2k Brit thread to pinpoint EXACTLY where it was taken.

There is a clue in the photo...it says Norfolk safety or some such on the sign so I dont want some clever dick saying "Norfolk" and attempting to claim their prize.

All entrants except Walter must be over 18 or seek permission of a parent or guardian. Walter is ineligible as he took it. Walter better not pm anybody with the answer either.

ok I'm done.

did someone say whats the prize? No? Good.

I love that McT, always reminds me of Larry's inimitable portrayal of Henry V.

It's very 'rousing'

I've come over all British...

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Well, I'M not going to know where it is am I?

I only know Manchester and Liverpool.

This thread gets very Southcentric sometimes - gets on my tits.

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smorgs-

I also am interested in the minutiae in people lives but eating and drinking is hardly that. It is braying one's sophistication and superiority. Everybody eats and drinks and drives around.

Tell us about the pub you use and it's denizens. The trends I mean. Are hemlines going up or coming down?

My pub has now got a machine to do the quiz? A metallic voice. Exactly the same diction whatever the question. Quizmasters are sacked. You just plug it in and it squawks and there's a screen too which displays the question. They'll be getting pussy points next. Adjacent to the cash points no doubt.

Have you ever thought that a quiz is determining your thinking processes and your conversation. And that was bad enough with a quizmaster but a bloody machine. Lord help us! What-is-the-cap-it-al-of-Bang-la-desh-? In a monotone about C sharp minor for clarity.

Anyway- Breakdown Britain- it's on all the News.

Can we benefit from the expert opinion of any members who are professionally concerned with dysfunction so that we can decide what to think about it. If the policy works what will the professionals do when they have no slobs to deal with?

What do you think? Will it work?

Spendi:

You would have no idea how to fix anything. Your watch only works because they make battery ones.


Viagra, now your talking smorgsi, a couple of those mixed with a ***** and your on an all nighter. Didn't you know that?

I know it...

But I don't need it.

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Mathos-

I don't wear a watch. They are depressing.

And I have never received an email.

And what's the use of Viagra. It's bad enough with natural urges never mind exciting them.

Oh, sorry Spendi, I forgot, Father Celibate, doesn't agree with sex.

Manchester's going to win University Challenge!

They were banned from appearing for years for answering very question with Marx or Trotsky, in the old days when it was live.

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This is driving me MAD, Steve.

The Fish and something or other.

I've been there once. My mate had a leaving "do" there, and I was one of the bloody designated drivers!

Different day, different (sic!) county.

On a serious note Mathos et al

I totally agree with your comments before on the BBC's reporting of the murdered women in Ipswitch.

I left a comment on this:

http://newsforums.bbc.co.uk/nol/thread.jspa?sortBy=1&threadID=4950&start=0&tstart=0&edition=1&ttl=20061211211920&#paginator

Seems there have been a number complaints of the same.

Are you talking about this photo, Walter?

It's the only one I can find.......

If it is, I've got it! ( I think) The Fish and Eels Pub?

now your getting it maffy boy, relax join the rebrobates

Not elicitable, so to say.