tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post6170549351807920713..comments2024-01-30T09:22:08.167+00:00Comments on Newmania In Lewes: Waiting For Guido ...Newmaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-5126242006325058412007-02-08T15:11:00.000+00:002007-02-08T15:11:00.000+00:00Went down the pub today at Babbacombe [does this g...Went down the pub today at Babbacombe [does this guy do anything for a living ???]<BR/><BR/>I'm now the proud owner of an adorable rescue cat.<BR/><BR/>(er - try not to link the two together, but it's all true I promise)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-3957376248984956712007-02-08T13:45:00.000+00:002007-02-08T13:45:00.000+00:00I'm sorry if my last was a bit informal and over f...I'm sorry if my last was a bit informal and over familiar, Eliza.<BR/><BR/>Humour is always a tricky thing to get right, that's what makes it exciting - a bit of risk.<BR/><BR/>Men don't have the monopoly on ascerbic and crude wit either I'll have you know.<BR/><BR/>Only the other day Mrs P and I were walking along the coast path by the lovely beaches of Budley Salterton. When walking I usually make some kind of intelligent observation such "Ooh, I wonder why it looks so industrial around here ..." or "I wonder how this town used to trade with Wales before the bridge was built ..." all rubbish of course, there to assure Mrs P that I haven't become inured to her chit-chat or company and fallen asleep.<BR/><BR/>And of Budley Salterton I said "I reckon a lot of old people live around here, do you want to know why ?" Of course I was alluding to the cleanliness of the place and the amount of dedicated park benches. Mrs P replied ...<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>"Err - 'cause it stinks of piss ?"<BR/><BR/>And do you know, in a funny way it did stink of piss too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-86073484908493979352007-02-08T07:42:00.000+00:002007-02-08T07:42:00.000+00:00Oh - and Eliza ? When you do that "Oh peeee ... x...Oh - and Eliza ? When you do that "Oh peeee ... xxx" thing ?<BR/><BR/><BR/>It kinda turns me on ? (Australian Question Intonation here)<BR/><BR/>Hey, no biggy ! (Not yet anyway - fnarr fnarr) Keep doing it, but I just thought you should know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-6723311528206659472007-02-08T06:40:00.000+00:002007-02-08T06:40:00.000+00:00Glad you chimed in there, Ellee 'cause I have an ...Glad you chimed in there, Ellee 'cause I have an issue here:<BR/><BR/>The reason I only got a hat this Christmas is because of being financially straitened after a series of romantic gestures. Y'know ...<BR/><BR/><BR/>...the impulse buy on a replacement fridge, dishwasher, that sort of thing.<BR/><BR/>I bought her a rabbit a couple of years ago (er...a real one, I hasten). I class them as vermin myself and my medical approach to rabbits is a bit countryfied ('e sleep wi'da feeshes, capiche ?). <BR/><BR/>The rabbit fell ill and Mrs P had grown so attached to it she took it to the vets ( I hadn't insured it) After £500 of bills it died anyway.<BR/><BR/> ...and she brought the bloody thing back for burial. We had to go out into the back garden with the kids and give it a Christian service. It hadn't even been Confirmed ! %@&$ !<BR/><BR/>Then I fell ill having moved to Devon and a new company and wasn't entitled to any sick pay for two months - never really recovered from that loss either.<BR/><BR/>We're by no means profligate and for the past year we've been living without credit cards etc, and it has been bloody hard getting the overdaft back down in Brown's Britain with his whacky notion of inflation rates and that irritating twitch that he does with his gob.<BR/><BR/>So nooo(best Harry Enfield impression) ... get behind thee, temptress Ellee !<BR/><BR/>(Must say a trip to Paris would be just the ticket though - I know a dancer at the Moulin Rouge, seriously, phwoar - and I reckon I still have enough clout with my chums at Eurostar to blag an upgrade to 1st class) <BR/><BR/>Suppose I'd better say something useful now:<BR/><BR/>PowerBond glue - does exactly what it says on the tin, can't get it from the shops because it's lethal in the wrong hands (I kid you not - Superglue x10) Peat Senior still has a toilet seat attached to his arse (joke).<BR/><BR/>You can find it here: www.powerbondsales.com - it costs around £10 per bottle (with extras) but I've save hundreds of pounds in repairs using the stuff.<BR/>I first discovered it in one of those dodgy markets where the guy sells pirate DVDs on the information film you see at the cinema ... y'know, the one where he refuses to give the money back, tosser. (the guy trying to GET the money back that is !)<BR/><BR/>As for dads NM yes - I do dodgy mountain walking too in winter and stuff, camping out at night, gettin shit scared of the Blair witch, she has a gob on her that lass I tell ya - mine decided to have a turn while I was there over Christmas and I had to call an ambulance ...<BR/><BR/>... it's a real paradigm shift to realise that our parents are just kids too.<BR/><BR/>(just getting mawkish again - oooh 6.30am time for Mrs P's cup of mint tea)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-49858271284819039872007-02-08T00:05:00.000+00:002007-02-08T00:05:00.000+00:00Gosh, I never thought about charging the Beeb, wha...Gosh, I never thought about charging the Beeb, what's the going rate? They did buy me a coffee though.<br /><br />I'm hoping you might have a good night out on Saturday and oversleep the next day...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-11524019477432806252007-02-07T23:32:00.000+00:002007-02-07T23:32:00.000+00:00Kev i bet i could out do you with father being wie...Kev i bet i could out do you with father being wierd tales.This is not one .<br /> It was a strange day when we hiked up Hellvellyn in the Winter and the snow came in.He had been made of iron all my life and suddenly I had to look after him in what was a very dangerous spot<br /><br />( we had brilliantly ignored the warnings not to climb)<br /><br /><br />He still has the worlds biggest mouth though.Newmaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-74854986432203015292007-02-07T22:19:00.000+00:002007-02-07T22:19:00.000+00:00Surf up, Mutleythedog ?Surf up, Mutleythedog ?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-30560283484856820802007-02-07T20:20:00.000+00:002007-02-07T20:20:00.000+00:00Bridport Devon - wahay.Bridport Devon - wahay.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-79329356471150880062007-02-07T19:52:00.000+00:002007-02-07T19:52:00.000+00:00By the way I am not sure its a good idea to have w...By the way I am not sure its a good idea to have words like sex, boys, condoms, etc. all in one post. Just a thought.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-80948913359861228962007-02-07T17:42:00.000+00:002007-02-07T17:42:00.000+00:00And on the subject of pies ...
Peat senior is 65 ...And on the subject of pies ...<br /><br />Peat senior is 65 now and a bit grumpy on occaision (Victor Meldrew to a 'T')<br /><br />Walks into a Tesco cafe for lunch and fancies boiled potatoes, runner beens gravey and pie. The assistant declares with each request for an item, "Sorreeee ...we ain't got nunna that."<br /><br />So my dad ends up having just the pie on its own. "Where's the gravy ?" he pleads as the dry steak & kidney pie is served up.<br /><br />The assistant says "Well you'll find that there's gravy in the pie." to which my dad retorts ...<br /><br />"I expect to find meat in the pie ... not f***ing gravy !"<br /><br />Youngsters today, eh ?<br /><br />Well I thought it was funny.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-70301502345723214332007-02-07T17:15:00.000+00:002007-02-07T17:15:00.000+00:00Thanks NM. Re your 3.08pm I saw the City Police T...Thanks NM. Re your 3.08pm I saw the City Police TFG in action up close once (the Met equivelent is SO19). It is an awsome sight to behold and I don't doubt the integrity or professionalism of any of them.(that's my point)<br /><br />Why do they do it ?<br /><br />To be there. Where it's at.<br /><br />I am as straight as they come, but I seriously doubted my sexuality for a moment.<br /><br />In a word ?<br /><br />Hunky<br /><br />That's how I would describe it.<br /><br />(You had to be there haha)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-29252189311018013422007-02-07T16:48:00.000+00:002007-02-07T16:48:00.000+00:00I never know what to make of Eliza Kev ...you coul...I never know what to make of Eliza Kev ...you could become a millionaire by writing your book The best method is to be the son of a multi Millionaire though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-60117834049563391432007-02-07T16:15:00.000+00:002007-02-07T16:15:00.000+00:00Well she obviously doesn't think that much of me, ...Well she obviously doesn't think that much of me, Eliza:<br /><br />"...that impossible day when you become a millionaire ..."<br /><br />Such faith in my talents.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-20388848705304055342007-02-07T16:04:00.000+00:002007-02-07T16:04:00.000+00:00She has something Kev..... (giggle, giggle)
Oh...She has something Kev..... (giggle, giggle)<br /><br />Oh, Peeeeee xxxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-22395859647696811012007-02-07T15:08:00.000+00:002007-02-07T15:08:00.000+00:00- no, I am not a screamer. What induced you to thi...- no, I am not a screamer. What induced you to think so in the first place?..( Hoorah someone gets my joke I was so proud) <br /><br />That is absolutely typical female thinkin` you say why. I say ..why not? But it could be the name ..theres an urban myth about far Eastern women..........yuk yuk yuk ...no? Oh well.<br /><br />KEV I quite seriously have been wondering about that...If you liked shooting people what would you do for a living ? If you like kiddy fiddling what job would you get ? That , sadly is exactly what happens as we know .<br /><br />Answer 1 Police Shooter<br /> 2 Child care<br /><br />all very true as we well know is Islington<br /><br />Ellie what a lovely idea.Perhaps you could help finanace the excursion with your stash of media bullion paid by the BBC.I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE YOU!!Newmaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-84858621635405548452007-02-07T15:02:00.000+00:002007-02-07T15:02:00.000+00:00Thank you Ellee, but I must get on with the seriou...Thank you Ellee, but I must get on with the serious business of driving trains.<br /><br />And I still love my country.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-39451106220620186732007-02-07T14:46:00.000+00:002007-02-07T14:46:00.000+00:00You have entertained us all in your unique fashion...You have entertained us all in your unique fashion. I would say lucky wife, but don't make her wait for that impossible day when you become a millionaire - take her to France this weekend for a surprise romantic weekend to mark Valentine's Day. I'm sure she deserves it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-27146525658258811532007-02-07T14:28:00.000+00:002007-02-07T14:28:00.000+00:00I have an awful joke about the poor Mr Lubbock of ...I have an awful joke about the poor Mr Lubbock of which I am ashamed.<br /><br />I am really proud of this though:<br /><br />At 9.55pm last night I made a contribution to this thread if you care to read.<br /><br />The New Labour mouth piece (The Sun) confirms what I say on page 2 of the newspaper this morning. I won't claim credit for this - if you want my source just ask. I expect that the cash for peerages enquiry is probably defunct from now on.<br /><br />Sorry to disappoint. But here's something meaty:<br /><br />I used to be a cop and most of my erstwhile colleagues are in anti-terrorism. I met up with them at a reunion after sixteen years. They still like me enough to include them.<br /><br />I illicited from them (without them knowing it) that the preferred method of despatch was still the double-tap. Why was a whole clip unloaded systematically into De Menezes' head ?<br /><br />Why do my gut instincts tell me that this 'cop' had killed before ?<br />(shortly afterwards he did it again)<br /><br />Why do I feel that Cressida Dick (unfortunate name) had no control over the situation ?<br /><br />Just who exactly is in control of our country ?<br /><br />And a message to any lurkers - rather than send the MIB round to me or plant kiddie porn on my 'pooter why not some straight anwers instead ?<br /><br />I've a funny feeling I won't be going to any more re-unions.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-47355821292373655322007-02-07T14:23:00.000+00:002007-02-07T14:23:00.000+00:00Waiting for Godot. Waiting for Guido. Waiting for ...Waiting for Godot. Waiting for Guido. Waiting for Godot. Hm.<br /><br />Out of compassion I shall answer your question which was asked in the spirit of scientific curiosity - no, I am not a screamer. What induced you to think so in the first place?Miao 妙https://www.blogger.com/profile/02530675682644268678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-91024448966893503692007-02-07T14:14:00.000+00:002007-02-07T14:14:00.000+00:00The innner lazy self is never far off CU. I badly ...The innner lazy self is never far off CU. I badly need to get my head back onto remunerative matters so a Stalinist rationalisation is due shortly <br /><br />...tommorow <br /><br />NO REALLY!!!Newmaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-54280557272808463362007-02-07T14:06:00.000+00:002007-02-07T14:06:00.000+00:00faggot is also a pejorative word for some kind of ...faggot is also a pejorative word for some kind of indescribable food. So I think the landlord will win.<br /><br />On the blogging front N, you need to discover your inner lazy self. You are thinking once a week is less effort, when in fact a short para a day(ish) takes me 30 mins at most.<br /><br />Having said that you should also consider that you get about 1000x more traffic doing it your own way. Appreciate the praise, despite its inaccuracy.CityUnslickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15929544047783163175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-84591665247933102932007-02-07T13:30:00.000+00:002007-02-07T13:30:00.000+00:00Not me IT , I did send him this clip from the mirr...Not me IT , I did send him this clip from the mirror but if he doen`t want it...... <br />PUB PIE IS A SICK JOKE <br /><br />A PUB has been blasted for sick humour because it sells a dish called "Barrymore Pie - Faggots swimming in gravy". <br /><br />The bad-taste name is a reference to the death of Stuart Lubbock, found drowned in the pool at TV star Michael Barrymore's home in 2001. <br /><br />Landlord Peter Towler of Mad O'Rourkes in Tipton, West Mids, said yesterday he would not bow to complaints from people offended. He added: "I won't be bullied." <br /><br />Angry Karina Thompson said: "Faggot is a pejorative term for a gay man. I've written to complain." <br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />( Yes but the problem was he couldn’t swim it should be called faggot splashing around a bit then drowning in gravy) Newmania says <br /><br /><br /><br />KEV- All our money goes on little Elliot.I have jeans and a leather jacket. What else do you really need ? <br />Also a motor bike <br />A pile of music equipment <br /><br /><br />( But I bought them a while ago...and my car is a disgrace)Newmaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-60139629010212004202007-02-07T12:47:00.000+00:002007-02-07T12:47:00.000+00:00No need for modesty, N...This blog of yours is pur...No need for modesty, N...This blog of yours is pure class. Not quite in the "Real Peter Hitchens" league but how many of us can aspire to such heights??Stan Bullhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05955961163910010638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-30624943704235759732007-02-07T09:46:00.000+00:002007-02-07T09:46:00.000+00:00So far today has been good.
I'm looking after nex...So far today has been good.<br /><br />I'm looking after next doors' lad who is ill at the moment. But in a couple of hours I'll be out in what seems to be autumnal weather, which is my favourite kind even though it is a little disconcerting (global warming an' all that).<br /><br />Today has been good because I've found my hat ! The hat was my only Christmas present from Mrs P and I'd only worn it once before it disappeared. It came from FatFace and is rather trendy, but makes up for the fact that the only other things I got were the usual (most welcome) tools from my mum and dad's local pound shop.<br /><br />As those of you with kids know everything gets spent on them - with twin boys daddy gets the best deal, our lounge floor was littered with Dr Who figurines and giant Daleks (just the things I wanted - I mean really). I was grateful as a kid with Action Man and Meccano which I somehow melded together perilous scenes - but today ? Wow - kid heaven.<br /><br />But back to my hat. I'd been really bollocked by Mrs P for losing it, but I know deep down that she was choked - so was I. And it's great to truly value simple things again - that's one of the privileges when money is a little bit tight.<br /><br />I found my hat in the lining of my bag. But I had been consolling myself "It was only a bloody hat - we can get another one ..." and in view of the forgoing concerns about global warming "...never mind, there're twenty more fish in the sea."<br /><br />(Unfortunately I can't claim that last sentence for myself)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649541.post-82760551949283732832007-02-07T09:26:00.000+00:002007-02-07T09:26:00.000+00:00She has something Kev.....She has something Kev.....Newmaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11922161971821380803noreply@blogger.com