Greetings, and at my age, salivations and thanks to everyone so far.......
, nor I any sign of Norm. In the whole month of January last, I was nearby bunkered down in Barnes, London, with a visit to Hereford included. Nearly froze me whatsits off and had a great treble voice for the first time since turning fifteen, in Nineteen hundred and forgotten
! I'm currently working hard at making London my next place of permanent abode - 'she's' a little ripper!! Do they speak English there?
geez Mate, you're a corker!! Owzyerbellyorfferspots? I see that you too have regressed and taken to a refamiliarity with Walt Disney characters. Let's face it, the pictures are easier to see than all these funny little letters
thanks Mate. I see posts all over the place every day, but have to fight an overwelming urge to shuffle up and sniff 'em - I think the tinned Dog Tucker I use as a base for casseroles, soups and stews, might have something to do with the affliction.
thanks too Mate! Geez! You've got more bloody bush there than the Outback beyond the Black Stump. Wash 'er in clear water over a pot, and you've got a base stock for a damned fine soup - strain out the gritty bits!
....course I remember you Karl!
what can I say but thanks, but hell you look a mess!! And given the nature of the genteel company who is a part of this thread, the less that is said of the runs - especially the long ones, the better. I find that a pound of cheese [called 'Bungy' in the Navy - primarily for it's 'binding' qualities and properties],
as I was saying, a pound of cheese a day soon sorts the problem out with it's restorative powers - the only downside is that cheese produces gas, lots of gas!!!
- can't win 'em all Mate!!
PS...and yes! I will get around to updating my System Specs....I only got it yesterday!! I'll do it in my sleep.