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Hill Wimp

Fair weathered,fair minded but easily persuaded.
I can only see one. Has Henry eaten her?
No she is wisely keeping out of his accident prone way
 

Donger

Convoi Exceptionnel
Location
Quedgeley, Glos.
Mundane for Gloucester: Three conversations I caught snippets of while walking to and from the bank this lunchtime:

(1) (Two groups of youths standing ten feet apart across a busy footpath ... boy and girl ranting at each other)
Him: "so you've F***ing dumped me then?" Her "Who says I've f****ing dumped you?" Him (yelling even louder): "Well you haven't f****ing called me" Her (equally loud): That's cos some b***tard's stolen mi f****ing phone!".

(2) (Group of orange-faced push-chair wielding young mums with those gaffer-tape eyebrows that are so popular but make you look like Milhouse from the Simpsons)
The only bloke among the group: "Tell you what you do ... when it's time for his last feed of the day, put a thimble full of whisky in his milk ... He'll be out all night".

(3) (Pale faced youth slumped against a wall talking excitably on his mobile) "Nah! Six months suspended! So I'll be out on the piss Saturday night!"

Stop the world, I wanna get off!
 

vernon

Harder than Ronnie Pickering
Location
Meanwood, Leeds
(2) (Group of orange-faced push-chair wielding young mums with those gaffer-tape eyebrows that are so popular but make you look like Milhouse from the Simpsons)
The only bloke among the group: "Tell you what you do ... when it's time for his last feed of the day, put a thimble full of whisky in his milk ... He'll be out all night".

My mother swore by this and claimed it worked for me and my five brothers.

I was much more responsible and knocked out my offspring with Phenergan and if the frequency became too often for comfort, I'd take it and sleep through their nocturnal crying.
 

summerdays

Cycling in the sun
Location
Bristol
Mundane for Gloucester: Three conversations I caught snippets of while walking to and from the bank this lunchtime:

(1) (Two groups of youths standing ten feet apart across a busy footpath ... boy and girl ranting at each other)
Him: "so you've F***ing dumped me then?" Her "Who says I've f****ing dumped you?" Him (yelling even louder): "Well you haven't f****ing called me" Her (equally loud): That's cos some b***tard's stolen mi f****ing phone!".

(2) (Group of orange-faced push-chair wielding young mums with those gaffer-tape eyebrows that are so popular but make you look like Milhouse from the Simpsons)
The only bloke among the group: "Tell you what you do ... when it's time for his last feed of the day, put a thimble full of whisky in his milk ... He'll be out all night".

(3) (Pale faced youth slumped against a wall talking excitably on his mobile) "Nah! Six months suspended! So I'll be out on the piss Saturday night!"

Stop the world, I wanna get off!
My snatched bit of conversation yesterday was on the bus, the girl in front of me was sitting with her friend when her Mum called. From the repeated conversation, it seems her sister in my youngest child's year had head butted another child and they needed first aid afterwards. The sister had been suspended! The mother and sister's reaction - laughter and blaming teachers for winding her up, it sounded as though the one sitting in front of me had also had a few suspensions etc.
 

summerdays

Cycling in the sun
Location
Bristol
My parents fully believed in medicinal whiskey, and as a child I exploited it, and remember coming downstairs in my nightie claiming I couldn't sleep to have a toddy. They even used to make my sister who hated the taste drink it!
 
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