Originally Posted by Soozy Woo:
The best way to snaffle - good game 
Originally Posted by velvet donkey:
Is that him?
Originally Posted by Soozy Woo:
The best way to snaffle - good game
Indeed. You are a tour de force.
Listen you..
It's him
Under the weather but never an amateur Wilko 
On Guard!
Mr Woo did fencing for a while (used to take the kids) - he was told he was too rough/aggressive - ^^^ that gif makes me laugh. He used to box - I think he took to fencing like boxing with a sword in his hand.
Originally Posted by velvet donkey:
Listen you..
It's him
Under the weather but never an amateur Wilko
I never did Feelgood. 
Never mind! 
Moin xx
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
Moin xx
Moin backatya. xx 
Originally Posted by moonie:
Awwww
It's ok... I was just joshin'. I never got into Dr Feelgood. I can feel good as you all know I hope. 
Not a big fan of that pub rock time.
Originally Posted by moonie:
*hands over Band-Aid*
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
Not a big fan of that pub rock time.
Explain please.
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Xochiquetzal:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Awwww
It's ok... I was just joshin'. I never got into Dr Feelgood. I can feel good as you all know I hope.
Mebee
My memoirs will be published here. 
Originally Posted by Xochiquetzal:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Xochiquetzal:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Awwww
It's ok... I was just joshin'. I never got into Dr Feelgood. I can feel good as you all know I hope.
Mebee
My memoirs will be published here.
*waits wiv baited breff* 
Anyway....... Mrs Jer's parents were ÂĢ10 poms. Immigration hostels and all that stuff. Her Mum couldn't deal with the heat. So they came back to nothing. A difficult time for the family. She has sought stability ever since and we've lived in the same house for 38 years. Her sister has always resented the chance they missed and emigrated to the Fourth Reich.
I tend to dismiss a lot of the bland music from that period as pub rock.
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
Anyway....... Mrs Jer's parents were ÂĢ10 poms. Immigration hostels and all that stuff. Her Mum couldn't deal with the heat. So they came back to nothing. A difficult time for the family. She has sought stability ever since and we've lived in the same house for 38 years. Her sister has always resented the chance they missed and emigrated to the Fourth Reich.
If you don't mind my asking, where did you meet? Serious question.
At a party.
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
I tend to dismiss a lot of the bland music from that period as pub rock.
Ooooo.
Afghan coat paying in to an Isle of Man tax exile.
Yes?
The last time I saw that coat was in the attic. However I wouldn't put moving under it's own steam past it like.
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
At a party.
OK. NSA is no longer interested.
Entre nous, she was living two doors away.
Nite dark side 
Originally Posted by Garage Joe:
Entre nous, she was living two doors away.
You went around to tell her to turn the music down and she was captivated by your stunning repartee and good looks and invited you in where you talked about Marx and how you enjoy the outdoor life?
Originally Posted by moonie:
Orf to bed now. Nitey nite 
nite nite moonie.
Originally Posted by Jenstar:
chancer. 
We enjoy the outdoor life. One out of four etc.