Rosie] You should try gasses. I find I see things clearer if I squit a little. Robin] I see, a roper chemist ? Ten things would be different for him then, not having a hop but working in a lab.
That's interesting, Rosie, as I was speaking to a woman the other day who stated quite emphatically that large chested women tend to get oodles more than their smaller counterparts.
This isn't a lost consonant as such, but simply a mis-read by me of a sign on Lewisham station (possibilities for a new game?): "For your personal security and safety, this station is filled with security cameras."
This isn't a lost consonant either, just a comment that, as it was persisting down this morning, my feet are now soaking. I could do with some electric socks.
I think maybe this game has had its tie and we should raise a lass to its closing. Anybody know the wining move? If there are no objections, I shall post "MC" at around 5.00 this pm (UK time).
I had a good old spring clean a week or two ago. Whilst I did get some professional help it was still quite a draining experience. If you've ever had a chimney weep on your shoulders you'll know what I mean.
At the danger of pre-empting Robin's reply (sorry, Robin, I don't mean to seal you under) and considering that this is a computer/Internet game, probably on its bitday.
My trouble is that I could never get the hag of this game. Some people seem to have a head for anagrams; not e. So my view that its tie is over should probably not be taken too much to hear.
Maybe one could fin a new application or the basic idea: 'Twas the nigh before Christmas, and all through the Ouse (fee fee to ignore this if it's a hit idea).
I was thinking one might progress through the hole pom by Clement Clarke Moore, lie by lie... (thus continuing Not a creature was sirring, not even a muse) and so on.
I'm glad I don't live in the U.S. of A.. When tornadoes run through the mid-west they have huge ranches land in back yards. Here we just have eaves cluttering up the place.
I've been told all my life that money, like tomatoes, doesn't grow on trees. I dispute this. I have also been told that owning a house is like money in the bank. Where do you find houses? Lined up in trees. I rest my case.
Astonishing scenes at London Zoo, following the kidnapping of a rare Golden-tailed Tamarind. The kidnapper establised a video-link with the zoo by mobile phone to make his ransom demand. During the negotiations, desparate for the return of this rare and beautiful specimen and willing to pay any price, the keeper, a Mr Maguire, was heard to yell at the kidnapper: "Show me the money, show me the money, SHOW ME THE MONEY!".