Or, for our foreign guests,
England('s cricket team, at present touring unsuccessfully in the Antipodes), have scored two hundred and thirty four runs for the loss of four wickets, at close of play on the first day of the fifth test match; a creditable effort (by England standards)
Got my ballot paper for strike action today!
I really can't afford to go on strike - it's a real dilema as I've never crossed a picket in my life.
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Yes...
But what about my scruples?
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But they are important, Dorothy!
Otherwise there would be anarchy (in the U.K.)
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Well if they are that important, then stick to them and stop moaning.
Talking of scruples.
There's a new initiative by the Government which is seeking to give new young drivers a more responsible attitude to driving. There is talk of beginning in the schools.
When I was a virgin in the military and not a month from my Mum's apron strings we were crowded into a small theatre for an afternoon of movies about the glories of VD or STDs as they are now called. Veterans who had seen 2 months service, and these movies, warned us of the frightful nature of the scenes we were to witness but those warnings did not prevent the colour draining from many faces, including my own, and a number of vomitings. The purpose was obvious and worked very well in all the cases I completed my service with in the face of not a little temptation.
Perhaps schools should show the budding madcap drivers videos of the horrors the police and ambulence service have to face when they have, in the course of their duty, to deal with traffic accidents of the worst sort.
One might even argue that the squeamish educational establishment is responsible for many accidents by failing to have already utilised this educational tool when its efficacy had already been established in relation to my own experience and for failing to stop advertising aimed at motorists glorifying speed and associating it with machismo and similar drivel such as that promulgated by that Clarkson buffoon who self evidently has a serious inferiority complex.
Quite correct, Spendy, sound advice. Good man.
And why does Clarkson wear tight jeans round his big lardy arse?
It's disgusting.
McTag wrote:A wee bit of Scottishness creeps in at about this time, so get the words of the song right for once this year:
AULD LANG SYNE
Words adapated from a traditional song
by Rabbie Burns (1759-96)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.
And there's a hand my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o thine,
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne
Meanings
auld lang syne - times gone by
be - pay for
braes - hills
braid - broad
burn - stream
dine - dinner time
fiere - friend
fit - foot
gowans - daisies
guid-willie waught - goodwill drink
monie - many
morning sun - noon
paidl't - paddled
pint-stowp - pint tankard
pou'd - pulled
twa - two
thanks very much for the translation McT.
I'v eoften sung the above without realising it made sense. Happy new year to you awl. Especially FionaB...and her Ferrari. (I've got a new bicycle you know)
At the age of 37, she realised,
She'd never drive,
Through Paris in a sportscar
With the wind blowing in her hair.
What a bloody shame!
Dorothy Parker wrote:Well if they are that important, then stick to them and stop moaning.
I'm not
MOANING Miss Parker!
I am merely using A2K as a sounding board... a forum...
Which is what it's there for.
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Yes, its called MOANING.[/B
You can't show me a woman who never moans smorgsi.
McTag wrote:And why does Clarkson wear tight jeans round his big lardy arse?
It's disgusting.
innit.
and what's with the pube-head hair do?
