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My friend got stuck in a muddy field and a truck load of firemen had to resue her.
hahaha!   When I lived round my ex's flat one of the telly's started smoking (dunno why)... three fire engines insisted on coming round to deal with it... thats 21 firemen in the flat.   Boyfriend wasn't home... was just me and 21 fireman!

happy happy days!
Dirtyprettygirlthing
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but to stare at a lack of aeroplanes is a bit weird!
Noooooooo.. tis not weird! There's no planes Ditty, NO PLANES!

Maybe it just feels odd to me because I'm very aware of the planes normally. Duds feels the need to point out every single one that flies overhead. We have a least one in depth conversation a day about planes......
Ducky
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My boy has a touch of the health & safety obsession about him too!
It drives me crazy Ditty!!! He objected to our house when he first saw it because the t-junction at the end of our street was "far too busy to be risking your life with everyday".

He knows the crumple zone measurements of every bleeding car going, he gasps every five minutes as I'm driving along! I swear one day I'm gonna crash cos of one of those gasps.....they make me panic!
Ducky
hahaha!

Alfie isn't that bad!   I do remember him being very concerned when we were at the Leeds Festival watching Linkin Park... he was on MrDItty's shoulders and from up there could see people starting little fires...  there were marshalls going round putting them out.   Alfie spent more time pointing out fires to the marshalls than watching the band.

Also... he disappointed MrDitty recently when we were going under the Dartford tunnel... I am not good going under that tunnel... its got a whole piggin river above us.  Mr Ditty was convinced the boy would think it was cool.   Alfie just said "whats above us", I replied "A whole piggin river"...  Alfie "oh no...  drive faster"!  


I am thinking I have a powerful ally when discussions on going on Eurostar and under a whole piggin sea comes up!
Dirtyprettygirlthing
Bit off topic but when my dad was 50 my mum paid for my dad to go on concorde *he used to make parts for the engine* he was meant to be on it an hour, it got engine trouble and had to land in London *i think* he was gone for 8 hrs  i asked him if he confessed he made the engine, he said no i bloody didn't  he was pished as a fart on champagne when he got off
Aimee

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