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Do Not Adjust Your Sets
Essential maintenance may be taking place on this blog. Meanwhile here is the testcard.
The one where Ermintrude became a bus
Quite a lot of contentious public transport issues in this episode (for AndyP) to consider. Not to mention something rather missing from the end…
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Brian, Dougal, Dylan, Ermintrude, Florence, Magic Roundabout
6 Comments
Flobadob
….but the man who worked in the garden didn’t know anything had happened at all. Nobody knew about the Flowerpot Men. Only you saw them playing … and the Little Weed … and I think the Little House knew something … Continue reading
Wacko jokes
I’ve been inundated, but hardly thrillered; most of them are 0/10 So instead, here’s a proper joke: Q: What’s the difference between a girder and a joist? A. One wrote Faust, the other wrote Ulysses! Bumbum!
Do not touch the live rail
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged 1990s, Paul Weller
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One grunt down
probably quite a lot of grunts to go. Still, this Argentinian is my hero for today, beating Sharapova in three without ever making a peep. If only she wasn’t such a plug … [ironical wink here] Eva Peron shuts them … Continue reading
We are not numbers
What do we want? Freedom! When do we want it? Now!
Posted in Along Came Dylan, Fetching Dylan, Walking Ollie
Tagged animal-rescue, Dogs, greyhounds, lurchers, Salukis
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Eeeeyyahhhhrgh!
The thing that could really do with redacting is the sound of Maria Sharapova playing a forehand down the line.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Matt, SW19, Wimbledon
Hurrah!!!
… and that, dear reader, was how I came to fall in love with Tony Pulis. THE END
Posted in And She Laughed No More
Tagged And She Laughed No More, Premiership, Stoke City
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