hasagoodhearthasagoodheart Forum Posts (410)

RE: Bring back the knicker thread !!!!!

So girls, do tell an innocent man like me..

.......whats with the edible knickers thing.......

.........is that just a male fantasy, or do ye own some....?


Methinks I've gotten a lot bolder since the last time this subject was discussed.

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RE: Bring back the knicker thread !!!!!

No point in the lads polishing their shoes any more then, is there.....
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RE: Bring back the knicker thread !!!!!

Agreed BB, most definitely. And if I dont play ball here feel free to tell me to f*ck off and be serious somewhere else, ok ?

Now where did I put the only surviving prototype of the 2008 CS Edible Calender featuring all you lovely ladies in your finest knickers. WHich month were you again ?

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RE: Bring back the knicker thread !!!!!

Ah now BB, am not sure how I tried to finish the last one ?????? but forgiveness is important in life anyway. Sure wasnt I one of the committee members of the SILK Society that kept it going for so long. We could all do with some light humour to balance the serious topics.

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RE: Bring back the knicker thread !!!!!

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.......will get to work on something !

So what did you have mind, you sultry, sensual woman you !



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RE: Bogus Clothing Collections

Ok then, so be it, Nope it is. tongue

RE: Bogus Clothing Collections

Lets agree to disagree and leave it at that, ok ?

RE: Bogus Clothing Collections

Maybe, maybe not.

All I'm passing on is what someone who manages a local Charity Chop told me. Are you in the rag business yourself ?rolling on the floor laughing

RE: Bogus Clothing Collections

Have a good friend who works in the charity business.

Why do so many people (in particular Eastern European) people want your second clothes ?

The answer is that the jacket may be of no value to you, but it is worth money in Eastern Europe where designer label clothes as new cost a lot of money relative to local wages. There's a lot of trucks bring thigs to Ireland from Eastern Europe that go back empty.

Thats whats beind the demand for the clothes. Cant say I see it as them trying to rob us of clothes that we would have dumped anyway.

As to the "i suppose they're not happy taking our jobs" - that warrants a fuller discussion maybe.

Peter



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RE: would anyone like to have a event nite out in limerick

Just joking. Limerick only an hour and a bit, sure, go for it. Galway side even better (ie Ennis)

RE: would anyone like to have a event nite out in limerick

Poll wording is confusing, is there a NOT interested missing ?

RE: Make me burst out laughing!

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RE: Make me burst out laughing!

Hi Emigre

One way of looking at depression is so see is at too much of our life energy is being used to repress unwanted/ unacceptable thoughts and feelings.

Scary and unwanted though they may be, by allowing these thoughts out in the open they no longer need to be suppressed - and the life energy is then available for living.

We have all grown up in Catholic conservative Ireland, with its denial and repression of anything that was not considered "normal" of "socially acceptable". Some of that we now, gladly, discuss in these forums.

The image to mind is of someone desperately trying to stop a box from opening, using all of their energy to hold down the lid. They get exhausted (=depression) and whats in the box is still in there. Dont know it that helps but I could suggest some reading material in this area if you are interested, just email me.

By the way, it has been a joy for me to open the lid - and find there really was nothing horrible in the box anyway. Its a lovely morning out there.

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RE: Make me burst out laughing!

Well put Irishminx.

There's a time for staying with sadness, and a time for leaving it behind. Yes, there's a time to be alone in the dark and just sit with it. Just as day follows night, new days will dawn and the sun will rise again.

RE: Make me burst out laughing!

Monthy Python and the Holy Grail - full volume - add two glasses of wine (one each) and a shared pack of crisps. Works every time....

RE: can ye be to young for love

Never too young (or old) to pursue love with wild abandonment and exhausting passion. Never.......hug

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Excellent. Lets meet up in McSwiggans at 7.30. It being Galway there are loads of choices (Indian, Tex-Mex, McDonagh Fish & Chips, etec, etc). We can call in on the nite. Peter

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

24th is good with me

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Both Friday of this week and either Friday or Saturday of the following week are ok with me.

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Am in Dublin for Cyndi Lauper concert on Sat nite, but its you and Elise the lads want to meet (not me !) so hey go for Saturday nite.

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Well folks, assuming we are all still on to meet up this Friday, the choices are endless (it being Galway !). The Blizzards are playing in the Roisin Dubh for a start. Will we go for 7.30pm in McSwiggans to meet up ?

Peter

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Have you sussed out ? - no way.

Women are like a sohpisticated clock. Never can be sure what makes them tick. They just do, thats all. And best not try to work out the why and how.

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RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Tell me about it (my recent postings).

Little_miss has already put her cards on the table - she needs a man with a big house. My rather small house and rather big mortgage puts me out of the running anyway (just joking Diane, ok!).

I can likely make Fri 17th, so be nice to catch up
Peter

RE: Galway Oct 17/18/23/24?

Cyndy Lauper concert is on Sat 17th in Dublin for me, but following weekend is all clear. Either Friday 23 or Saturday 24 nite is good for me.

Peter

RE: Post your poetry here

A Special Night last year – with a Special Woman.

Part 1
The night it was special, the meal was divine,
as up to the bedroom we slowly wandered.
My bath - a quick one, hers a long soak,
As we finished together the bottle of fine wine.

Our eyes when they met – they were full of intent,
As I slowly, slowly removed her bathrobe.
My eyes they wandered up and down,
Over the mountains of pleasure,
on a mission of desire I was sent.

Past the valleys, between the round hills,
to the secret forest and then the hidden cave,
where heaven and devilish fun might be found.
Her lips they were luscious, so full of desire,
as our tongues they danced round and round.
Tonight would be a night to have our fill.

Part 2 - will think about it

Peter
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RE: Post your poetry here

A woman on a mission, fair play to you !

RE: Post your poetry here

The Fog

Moist but not wet, cool but not cold,
the fog that lies over the lake.

I move through it and it is so refreshing,
it brings with it subtle smells of the night.

The moon is now full, throwing light everywhere.
Bright enough, even to pick the last blackberries.

Muffled sounds move through the air,
Behind the hedge cows much lazily,
while overhead a lone curlew shrieks by,

On orange cloud sits over Galway, its lights shining bright.
But here, all is quiet, all is at peace, all is at rest.

RE: Post your poetry here

Memories

In the noisy crowd, amid the hustle and bustle, all of a sudden.

A face that looks familiar, a laugh that triggers a memory flash.

Unwanted and uninvited, wanted to be forgotten, tried to be erased.


Away, go, be gone, be forever forgotten, be never to have existed.

And yet here you are, from the past, but present as once had been.


Soon, thankfully though, you are replaced by another, different, thought.

Overtaken by the here and now, which places no value on the past.



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RE: Post your poetry here

The Up and Downs of Parenting

The Moon is full, it will be there all night,
I see it through the window, climbing, up, up, up.

And then I see myself, reflected in the same window,
As into the bed for the night I am falling, down, down, down.

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RE: Post your poetry here

Our local Street Lamp

Across the lake the street lamp glows.
The only one for miles - the way home it still shows.

There once was a shop there, it was run by Mary and John.

But time - it moved on. Yes and without a care.
The shop and the couple ? - they are no longer there.

Yet tonight, as in every night, the street lamp will still glow.

Peter
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