En Passant

Gz. Feels like yesterday (I was lurking back then not posting). You don't look a day older.

Well yeah, quite. As a man with a sense of humour it feels a bit like there are some things I'm just not allowed to find funny - but I understand why at any rate. Sins of the Father. I've had some long discussions with my sister about 'positive discrimination' (not just m/f but b/w too) which I was against, and she was for. Still ongoing to a point. In the future hopefully we'll get to that sort of level playing field. I understand the historical issues though and why we have to go through a period of re-adjustment. It's just a bit painful to do.

I'm not proud of this, but my second thought was, the one on the left is a liar. My first thought was indeed, omg how crass is that? And the third (which should have been second I know - and I'm sort of mortified it wasn't - was why did they allow themselves to be used like that?). At least I'm being honest I suppose.

Oddly I've found it harder - sort of. I miss C5's coverage a lot. I did the fantasy baseball league there and everything. I'm not generally much of a sports fan, not even football, it was something about Gould and cohorts (Lengel particularly) that livened it up for me. Tried to keep going a bit once it stopped, but cannot get as much on board without that peculiar British slant on it or something - dno. A pity .

One doesn't half get about marketing them there eazi glide castors...huge demand across the Eurozone and a bellweather for all sorts of goods apparently.

Oh go on, give us a company name, then you could be stalked by anyone who's ever done that thread hereabouts. I'd give myself a laugh as it's not that far from me, but I have less than zero interest in 'furniture componentry'. I suppose there might be two concurrent exhibitions, but this is Telford not the NEC....

Quoted for those that have you blocked, as, I had to sit down for this, that's actually helpful

Dortmund apparently, which causes me to raise my eyebrows a little, but no more.

What really gets me about these particular photo ops is none of these privileged bastards would be anywhere near a tank, if you know, other armies were shooting at them.

Oh for months.

I do it to my clothes if I consider somebody might lookey and give a tossey.

I could be persuaded to whisper the time to him on a regular basis for a remarkable amount less than that.

Ono.

Please go back to that, you were far more fun.

It's pretty much the same in the UK.