I had an absolutely huge Thursday night which seemed to take the gloss off the rest of the weekend.....

Friday was out with 3 mates...huge anti-climax.....home by 11.30!!!

Saturday out with 4 mates and cousin......quite large on the drink front but remarkably uneventful....

Sunday sat in watched western movies and footy all day which was nice....didn't do anything that didn't involve getting off the couch all day :))

What did you lot get up to?

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Answers

I had an absolute stonker of a weekend. Rode up to Duncombe Park, Helmsley near Scarborough where MAG were having their 14th Farmyard Party. 10,000 bikers, a superb AC/DC cover band from Newcastle called Live Wire, Blues Tent, Dance Tent, Beer tent, my tent, intense pleasure :-)......pissed, stoned, happy and not a single Old Bill in sight .

Cool:-)

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Gav, did you end in Northampton after all? Not surprising you had an uneventful night!! where did you go out?

Myself I had a fairly uneventful weekend with my parents, who live near Hexham. You know the kind when you take the current girlfriedn up and don't want to venture too far in case you bump into the wrong lass! Went over the bridge and round past St James' on the way home. No not the normal route you'd take but when you get up there as often as I do, you have to do it!!

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

DeBuilder

Didn't stay up in Northampton for the night.....just wandered round with the kids on Saturday day time (Market, shopping and then cinema) before heading back down to Watford and going out on the lash there.....

I know exactly what you mean about being careful where you take current girlfriends :))

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Actually had a saturday 'off' from family duties. Met up with mates, who mostly all live outside London now, at 12:00 for beers and a bit of lunch. Quick round of pitch and put near Hanger Lane, then a couple of games of 10 pin bowling (and drinking) at Park Royal before heading into town and beers and football. It was all planned with the idea of watching England in the quarters in mind..but it never does all go to plan. Usual post beer/footie and home. Probably an average day for you non-fathers out there, but rare freedom and self indulgence for me ;-))

Sunday took the wife and kids to Odds Farm in Buckinghamshire - definitely recomend it if you've got kids. Various endangered species of goat, sheep, cows, pigs etc. etc., but loads of other things to do as well...hmm.. not really selling it, am I ;-))

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

LR,

I'm impressed that you mention Newcastle, Mag and "superb" in the same posting mate, but what's MAG?

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Motorcycle Action Group

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Oh......I just assumed that it was Murderers And Gang-Rapists....

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

That's it is it? no-one else did anything interesting over the weekend?

Maybe my weekend wasn't that uneventful then :)) I know the next two won't be uneventful....that's a definite!! :))

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

OK, you asked. I had a miserable time if you must know. Me bleedin' hedge trimmer packed in! Then I had to watch some scintillating football, which made me realise just how cr@p we are in England. Next weekend will be better. I'm off ro RP to play some of that scintillating football stuff. Alledgedly.

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Thanks Screach......

I'm just being nosey really :))

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Normal w/end really.

Golf Sat am where we manaed to screw up a foursomes match coming in with 38 points (1 off the winner) after 3-putting 7 times in the round!!!

BBQ Sat pm for the karate club (20-30 people) at my house. Canny bash, loads of beer and left over buregers/drumsticks if anyone fancies popping round tonight!

Sunday was a lazy day... washed car/bike drank beer and watched some game on the box where they kick a ball around and keep knocking it off the playing area into a conveniently placed net. It stirred something in my memory but I can't think what...

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Saturday morning - finished the rest of the ironing whilst making a terrifying calculation - in the time I have been with Pete, I have ironed a staggering 12,500 shirts(approx.), and 16,000 teatowels!!!! This put me in a very bad mood, so I sulked and spent the afternoon catching up on mountains of correspondence. Blissfully unaware of the reason for my foul spirits, my hubbie took me out for dinner on Saturday evening to the Petit St.Tropez in Christchurch. Nice french fish restaurant.

Sunday morning - dog show - Mrs. Miggins did well, but didn`t really deserve to and she was a little b@gger! Sunday afternoon - utter chaos in the kitchen when Peter removed the end of his finger whilst slicing red hot chillies on a mandolin! (So much more effective than just rubbing boring old salt into the wound!) Chillies went on the floor and were instantly consumed by the vultures masquerading as little fluffy dogs. Much foaming at the mouth, swearing by everyone, and a rather queasy suspicion that one of the little dears also downed the slice of Pete`s finger! (not nice!)

So not exciting in a particularly conventional sense - but certainly not dull!

What`s really funny is that I am taking Pete over to Poole Arts tonight to see a production called Cookin`. It`s performed by Chinese chefs, with much whealding of cooking knives etc. I feel Pete may not enjoy it! (:o)

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

And if he can't sleep when he gets home, why not relax in front of a video, Edward Scissorhands for instance?

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

or a Chinese Triad film.....

Failure to successfully chop the chillies will result in the removal of your finger!!

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

All I can say is `thank the Lord we`re not naturists!` - who knows what might have gone for a burton!(:o)

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Oh my God!! that was a bit below the belt Galaxy!!! :((

Is it any wonder that people on this BBS have serious reservations about what gets cooked up in your kitchen!!

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Even I don`t have a receipe book to cover that one!(:o)

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Forgive me.....

You could always serve it up "Al Dente" or "ColdNBlue"......

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Aaarrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh! You know when you get one of those horrible moments? Well, talk of slicing bits off people does just that to me. A nasty shiver down the spine. Yuk. I hope Pete's all right. That'll teach him for meddling in a woman's kitchen. Best to keep well away as far as I'm concerned.

Before I got onto your gory bits (so to speak), I had this urge to ask you why the hell do you iron tea towells? Does it make them dry things any better? Anyway, if you must use those souvenier ones with pretty (?) pictures then you should try fluffy ones instead. They definitely don't need ironing.

PS. If I send my ironing down, will do it for me?

PPS. I once cut the end off my thumb - cutting me dad's bliddy hedge (honest). You can imagine how I feel every other weekend when I have to cut mine at home now. Aaarrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh!

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Nut cutlets!!!!!!!!!

And that's my last word on the subject!!!

Byeeeeeee!!! (:o)

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Whenever I use seciturs(sp?) I get that awful feeling a bit like when you think you've just stopped yourself from jumping out of a high window, except I feel that I have only just prevented myself from deliberately snipping my fingers off....urgh! [dances about trying to ease the wriggling up and down spine]

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Spent Thursday, Friday and most of the the weekend at Slaley Hall watching Lee Westwood win the Compaq Grand Prix. Enjoyed it immensely.
I love watching the pros - they play an entirely different game to me. Thursday and Friday it was bloody freezing and blowing a gale (gusts at 40mph!) - they were wearing several sweaters, wooly ski hats and gloves - end of June in the NE! I was wondering what the Italians and Spaniards must be thinking. The thing was totally rained off last year.
Got a laugh out of watching Darren Clarke. His reputation is as the big jovial Ulsterman. Actually, he's a foul-tempered, foul-mouthed bully - his abuse of his caddy was as sad as it was deeply embarrassing. I used to like him: in the event I was glad he lost to a really good bloke, Lee Westwood, who displayed manners and good grace - a rarity, a sporting star seemingly unaffected by stardom.

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

Well, what do you expect with a surname like that. Bliddy typical. At least they got some good practice in for the winter tour.

-- Anonymous, June 26, 2000

For Screacher, re: mutulating body parts.

Well I started at an early age, about 18 months. OK hold up your left hand looking at the palm. I sliced open my hand from the base of the index finger on a curve down to that first great big crease in your palm. The slice ends on the crease line directly under the ring finger.

Of course I don't remember at thing about it, but the story goes that a grabed a carving knife on the kitchen bench and cut open my hand and started pulling all the viens and tendons etc out. So they took me to hospital where the surgeon cut open my index finger up along the out side, starting about an inch below the finger up to the first joint so that he could put everything back in.

I was still under anesthetic when we left the hospital. While sitting in th car I bit the corner of my index finger off. So they had to take me back into the hospital and cortorize the end of the finger.

Up until the age of 10 I used to be able to stick a pin into the cortorized scar of the finger, down to the first joint. I'm talking about down through the middle of the finger from the tip.

What else. Same hand at the age of 12 I sliced down to the bone about half an inch below the bottom joint of the thumb. I was trying to make a TV out of a carboard box for my little sister with dads stanley knife.

Age 6, I was copying dad shaving, and sliced open the left half of my bottom lip. Stitches follwed. Very nice job, can only faintly make out scar with a close look. Of course I can see everytime I look in the mirror.

Grade 9, juggling three wood chisels in shop. I was sitting down, missed one and it landed in my left thigh. It went right the muscle and wedge in the bone. Lucky I went to a school that was situated right next to Brisbane biggest hospital. (Mum and dad used to say they kept a bed reserved for me).

Age 8, almost decapetated my left big toe, when my brother and I were going around the bag yard with two great big galvanised iron pipes putting holes in the lawn. I brought the pipe I was using right down on the base of the toe, cutting through to the bone and half crushing the bone as well. I reckon the surgeons at the Marta Hospital perfected their micro surgery skill on me.

Age 14, running down a steep, rocky hill with aloaded back pack on my back. Was tripped by a b@#*!d, went head first into the ground and a bloody big rock. Cut open my left templeabout an inch and a half above the eye. To the skull of course. We were miles from nowhere, so it was a quick patch up job. Still have a nice lumpy scar as a result.

Hmm everything seems to have happened to my left side.

Well not quite, we are only talking about cuts and gashes here, not broken bones, which happened to all have occured on my right side.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Screacher - re: ironing. Something else that must be in the genes, `cos I come from a long line of starch fanatics! Yes I iron teatowels! I am particular about my linen, no fluffy souvenier or towelling teatowels for me. Great big proper glass cloths, crisply ironed and lined up in a draw for use! Lovely! Same goes for bed linen - nothing quite like getting into a bed made with icy cold, freshly starched sheets!

And starching does, I believe, make linen last longer. My Great Aunt, now heading towards her hundredth birthday, went into service at the age of fourteen. When she left to get married a few years later, she was given some of the households huge white damask tablecloths. They have been in use now for almost a century, are still pure white, beautifully crisp and fresh, and are ironed the traditional `in service` way, so that when you spread them on the table they lie absolutely flat. I rest my case!

Will I do your ironing? Not on your nellie!

Tre - all I can say is, your mother must have had nerves of steel! (:o)

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Gal, can I borrow some of your tea towels please? I've just made an awful mess on my keyboard after reading Tre's posting.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Galaxy

Nah, a knock-about lifestyle is the average for an Aussie kid. I think the worst accident I had was when I fell off of a 20 foot scafolding and landed flat on my back. Or was when I broke my right sholder. Dunno.

My brothers list is quite impressive. But it musted be stated I probably cusead half his accidents or injuries. These started when I was about 2 when I pushed a non-cemented Bessa-Brick (really big bricks) wall over on my 6 month old brother. At other stages I have poured boiling water over his left hand and he needed skin grafts, and I have shot three arrows into his back, all requiring stitches. Oh, he got his own back - don't worry.

Oh and we were'nt little devils either.

Actually Mum was on anit-depressants for the first 12 years of my life. True.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Mum was on antidepressants!!!!! Why does that not surprise me!! And THREE arrows!!!!!!! I feel there may be a dark side to your character Tre!!!!(:o)

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

We were playing 'cowboys and indians', and he had shot me with his BB gun.

Oh you should have seen what we had graduated to by the age of 16.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Ritualistic killings?

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Tre - your middle name`s not Damien is it? (:o)

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Home made explosives and mortor devices. And declaring war on, in no particular order; a Witches Hutch, a golf course, the city council, and a private land development corporation. By the end of the year we had private security guards chasing us all over the suburb, definately innumerable curses and the police.

But they all started it.

The Witches decided to build a a Hutch in the middle of the bush we played in and began nailing possums and cats to trees.

The golf course booted all bairns who used to salvage and re-sell golf balls off of it. (an industry they sustained a large proportion of the local bairns, including our little posse, for both fun and cash).

The security guards used to try and catch us on the golf course at night when we were carrying out retribution.

The city council bulldozed two of our BMX bike tracks. One we had built in the local park, the other on public land that was overun by bush.

The private developers, bought and bulldozed the old tannery and surrounding bush and fields where we used to play and started building posh housing projects. So we went to war with them and they hired security guards to catch us as well.

Eventually the police were also called in, and we were almost cuaght a couple of times. But not quite.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Tre, Remind me - where exactly did all this take place? It wasn't Weshington, was it? Gav, Best oot of it mate. Go for the simple life in the Mountains. Don't mess with this guy. Tre, I don't suppose you're coming to play football with us on Saturday? No? Thank God for that!

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

It seems too much of a coincidence for all those knives/razors and other dangerous objects to be left 'lying around' when you were a baby/toddler. Or does Australia take Darwinism to the extreme? ;-)

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Screach

Ah no I'm not a Makem thankyou very much. If that's what your alluding to.

We were right upset at all these people taking away our playgrounds. Mind you we weren't the bullies in the neighbourhood, that was the Greek boys. No we did everything covert, under the cover of darkness. Sneaky little rascals.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Best out of what Screach?

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Howay Screach, when was the last time you saw a possum nailed to a tree in Washington? Come to think of it... when did you last see a tree in Washington!

;-))

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

oops

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

Gav - just looking after your welfare, suggesting that your feud with Tre over Yelli might not be worth the pain.

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

no feud with anyone over anyone.....

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

And just to clarify that last comment in case anyone wants to get offended.....

The win....I lose...

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

I meant "They" (as in the competition!)....

Nice little conversation I'm having with myself here.....just leave me alone and I'll go back in my box in a second ;))

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

No No do carry on! Oh sorry for interupting

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000

DeBuilder are you getting all hormonal or something? talking smut on the other thread....whatever is the world coming to!!!

I remember the good old days when you used to complain about the rest of us talking sex all day long :)))

-- Anonymous, June 27, 2000