@spendius,
£230 a week and he's only scored one goal this season.
What will he be worth if he scores another goal?
@McTag,
I've spent many a happy evening in that pub Mac.
I'll refrain from commenting on the Roo. But what can one say when Tevez was let go and him not only retained but indulged way beyond what he's worth.
Just let me catch up here...you are putting in your mouth something called " Old Rosie's Cloudy Scrumpy" ? That is not the name of a drink...it is a court reference to a heinous crime.
I didn't get very much of that, spendy; even by your standards it was confusing.
@The Pentacle Queen,
It certainly confuses me Queenie that anybody running around with a highly thought of diploma from a prestigious institution of further education should have the slightest difficulty with my post.
Rockie didn't.
@McTag,
Quote:£230 a week and he's only scored one goal this season.
What will he be worth if he scores another goal?
Did you notice my undeliberate mistake?
Reports vary a bit- he's getting between £150000 and £230ooo a week.
He's in for an interesting few weeks. Maybe nobody will pass him the ball.
@The Pentacle Queen,
I can understand that okay, in a Spendy-ish kind of way, as through a glass, darkly.
@McTag,
It was a "strengthen the things that remain" effort Mac and an attempt to get Queenie to replace her sig. line with something having more decorum.
Try imagining a world in which everybody is exhausting the realm of the possible.
@McTag,
McTag wrote:
I can understand that okay, in a Spendy-ish kind of way, as through a glass, darkly.
Hahaha, what an excellent analogy.
Yeah i mean I roughly understand the sentiment but not the logic, if there ever is any logic.
Nah man, I'm not replacing my sig line, like you say, I'm postmodern.
@The Pentacle Queen,
Okay--it's your perfect right. But it is indecorous. And I hope no young person is influenced by it.
@spendius,
Where the **** has Smorgs gone?
I don't recall signing any leave slips. And she promised to tell us, if anyone was interested, which I for one am, what was being worked on her at the Buroo.
What iniquities, so to speak, were being visited upon her.
How can we sympathise and support, advise and counsel, without the merest scintilla of information on the matter?
And of course, whatever other matters may be of passing interest to her fragrant self.
@McTag,
She's a bit of a flibbertigibbet Mac. You catch 'em when you can. She might be winding a few hopefuls up on Facecomic and can't be bothered with two old codgers like you and me are.
Eh Eh Eh, calm down, calm down!
Sorry chaps - you know I've had a few 'problems'. Also, I do not consider you 'codgers', if I did, that would make me one too. Anyroadup, here's 'smorgs news':
1. Had internet problems with BT and after many phone calls to the Punjab, it is finally sorted, and working really fast - what a treat!
2. They've took me off my job (which was 'upstairs', with the rest of the loafers that have made it in the Service). I am now back on't shop floor - I am The PTL, pronounced 'petal' - Performance Team Leader, which just means loads of stress and staff to manage, including Eunice, which is difficult to say the least. She is currently seeking an audience with her MP over a warning on her sickness record (she had food poisoning from a confit of duck - I kid you not, it were proper bad - I had to hold the bucket). I'm also deputy manager and manager on a Friday, my manager's non-working day . Sounds like a Gilbert & Sullivan opera!
3. My shower is FIXED! A friend of my daughters did it in about 5 minutes, with no splashes! Anyone want any PTF tape, multi pack of washers, spanners etc?
4. I am not a member of face-comic/****-book, nor would I ever be.
5. My cat's been neutered.
6. I had a bad cold.
7. Took a phone call from a customer who said I had a 'distinctive, sensual voice' that was 'turning him on'. Explained that I had a cold and that he was creeping me out and if he didn't have any further queries about his benefit I was ending the phone call.
8. Painted one side of my new internal door (with glass panels, took effin' ages, it didn't help that I'd removed the film on the glass that was supposed to stay on 'till it was painted, thereby necessitating accurate application of masking tape) AND I broke a nail, and you know how much that upsets me.
9. Had a pedicure night at mine, with me mates, made a curry, which was yummy. My shoes felt big on me the next day.
10. Bought an expensive pair of shoes from John Lewis and wore them at work the next day - they were killing me! Got loads of blisters, and had to wear my sandals at work for a week, my feet were feezing, but I couldn't commit a fashion faux pas, by wearing socks or tights with them.
11. I've changed the cat's name from Mitzi Gaynor to Clawdia.
xxx
@smorgs,
Thanks for the update, smorgs.
(I'll have to think about all and everything for a couple of days. Just want to mention that I've seen Gilbert O'Sullivan when he wasn't a professional .... ooops, you're referring to so-one else ...)
@Walter Hinteler,
Hi Walter, sweetie.
Hope you are well. Forgot to add that my nephew has moved to Berlin to be with his German girlfriend. So I have an excuse to visit Germany now.
x
@smorgs,
Quote:Took a phone call from a customer who said I had a 'distinctive, sensual voice' that was 'turning him on'. Explained that I had a cold and that he was creeping me out and if he didn't have any further queries about his benefit I was ending the phone call.
Aurore, if that's how it is spelled, is Bertrand's wake-up caller in L'Homme qui aimait les femmes (The Man Who Loved Women--I know you don't do French smorgsie! ), has a distinctive, sensual voice and Bertrand, who is surprisingly nondescript to say the least, so much so that he advises a colleague at the aueronautical labs not to get divorced in order to keep the number of men like himself in single figures, is attracted to her because of it. He starts a conversation with this unknown lady. I can't remember the exact details but he goes, I think, to meet her on a blind date but doesn't fancy any of the passing ladies at the meeting place and sets off after one he's sure of. If the likliest candidate is Aurore, and we are never told, it's possible she was disappointed too. He gets knocked down in his rush. Or it might be he saw a pair of legs vanishing around a corner. He dashes across the road and Wham!
In the hospital he's all wired up and dripped but some nurses go by and he strains so far to watch them for as long as he can he disconnects everything and carks it.
Why it would creep you out I can't imagine. It was a compliment actually. He might be testing so he could avoid women who got the creeps when a bloke flashes a compliment. A human voice in the ether calling in distress. Not as far gone as Theo in Amarcord.
You should have pretended to be flustered and bashful and told him that nobody had ever said that before to you and that it was nice of him to say so. Suppose he was like Nigel Havers in Corrie. That's just the sort of thing he would say to a lady on the phone.
Gilbert and Sullivan wouldn't have dared. They would have been arrested.
A cat's name should end in "ie". Like women's names in some Eastern European countries. "ova".
@spendius,
spendius wrote: Like women's names in some Eastern European countries. "ova".
You're sure that you don't confuse this with the .... ova production?
