Hi,Mirodenia! Lovely to talk to you,again. I am very well,thank you. The insurance thing was fun while it lasted,was'nt it? Have you just come home from work,then?
Hi,Sommer! I am not quite a scouser.I am from St.Helens,about 10 miles from Liverpool. I say i am from Liverpool for the benefit of those who are not sure as to the geographical whereabouts of my town. I think people assume i am a scouser because i am a Liverpool fan.
This is not a memory that i cherish,though,and i blame Mirodenia for re-awakening this haunting nightmare. And i shall have to drink some extra Shiraz tonight,to keep those bovine bogeymen at bay. No wonder that Desperate Dan was my favourite comic book hero,with his trenchermans appetite for cow pie! I am happy that you have fonder memories of your horses. (GG)
Yeah,i can hear them all now,the folks reading this thread,laughing and sni**ering at us for being frightened of cows and horses. But,when you are just a kid,just a little kid.Just a very small kid.Well. I am not ashamed to admit,that i had never been so scared in my young life. I was reduced to a cringing,snot faced wreck,by those towering monsters of beefburgers to be. The worst thing,though,was that instead of getting comfort and sympathy from my Mum&Dad,when they managed to decipher enough of my wailing babbling,they had the biggest laugh that they had had in a long time. And their derisive guffaws ring in my ears to this day. And i have getting my own back on the bu**ers ever since. The cows,that is.Not my parents!
As a kid,i was crossing a farmers field once,when some cows saw me,and started making their way towards me. At first,they just walked,but,upon seeing me break into a run,as i tried to find a way through the perimeter hedge,i felt the ground tremble under their weight,as their leisurely amble turned into a mini stampede. And the ground was not the only thing that was trembling! It was a race that i could not win. And i did not win it. This was the day that i learned that bovines were interested in more than just chewing the cud. They crowded me,pressed me into the hedge,and inspected me as though i was an alien,freshly stepped out of his spaceship. I had no defence,as i was 'herded' harder and harder,into the sharp,twiggy spikes of the hedge,and i thought i was going to end up with more holes than a colander. After about 30 years,their bovine curiosity apparently satisfied,they returned to their more usual business of the day. And i hurried home,to change into a fresh pair of jeans. Well,it WAS kind of scary,for a kid! This is a true story. Honest! No,really.Honest!
I suppose you could kind of say we had him on loan,for a while. While he was not without his critcs,(or should that be 'crickets' ),i was always a big fan of his,both for Liverpool,and for England,and i was very sorry to see him leave Anfield.
I thought Everton were really up against it last night. I thought the home crowd were worth a goal start. Partisan,and highly vociferous,they were more like the kind of supporters you expect to see in Turkey. Hard luck though,they gave it their best shot.
Great win in Portugal,last night. No one was cheering louder than me,when the former Liverpool stick insect scored his 2 goals. All that was missing,was his celebration of 'The Crouch'. Though i don't think it would have gone down too well with the locals! Still,it should keep the faithful at Pompey happy until the cheerleaders arrive!
I f you were spat at upon arriving home in the UK after a tour of duty,then that is nothing short of despicable,and whoever did that needs to take a look at themself.
Servicemen/women,when they join up,do not get to choose where they go or who they fight against. In this sense,the government does their thinking for them.
All Servicemen/women,deserve our unstinting support.
In a perfect world,problems and disputes between countries would be sorted out and solved by politicians,without the need for so much as a punch-up,let alone a war.
But,alas,the human race has a long way to go yet,if it is to realise such a utopian dream.
Think yourself lucky.It could have been worse.You could have been called Val Polly Chella.
Since we all seem to be 'coming out',my name is David.Most people call me Dave. As for nicknames,at almost every place i have worked,i have been known affectionately as 'Dave the rave'. This is a p*ss take,as obvious as it is unoriginal. But simple minds are easily amused,and it is fine by me that if by liking that nickname so much,worse things about me may go left unsaid!
I hear what you are saying! I have done a lot of motorway driving,and i have argued that ,on 4 lane motorways such as parts of the M25,HGV's should be restricted to the 2 inside lanes,as i believe this would relieve congestion.
It's a throw of the dice,yes,but she obviously feels they are weighted in her favour. I'm presuming she's looking forward to 'getting her oats' as well? I think this is the sort of chance that many of us wish would come our way. But how many of us would have the courage to grasp it? I wish her every happiness.
A simple,unpretentious Cabernet Sauvignon,that knows it's place and does'nt aspire to rise above it's station. (Unlike this author) But that nevertheless cannot fail to evoke in the imbiber,a deep and profound sense of comfort,contentment,and well being,as one luxuriates in the multi-layered sensations of taste and texture,of sun ripened dark cherries,and a sublime aftertaste of dark chocolate. And costs less than a fiver! Cheers!!
Dawn Primorolo could have her way with me,if she played her cards right . Hell,forget the cards! Just play with me! And what about Dawn Abbott? She has always been lovely.She has put a little weight on,yes. But look at how cuddly she has become!
Hi,James! Glad you saw the joke. Stay on your high horse,though.We need some one to occupy the moral high ground,and keep the likes of me in their place. Don't you worry about England. We will shoot up the rankings under 'Supercap'. Sorry about your inner thighs being chafed. I won't ask how they got like that!
RE: My dream love, cows and sandwiches thread
Hi,Mirodenia! Lovely to talk to you,again. I am very well,thank you.The insurance thing was fun while it lasted,was'nt it?
Have you just come home from work,then?