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Post by tarzanontarmazepam on Dec 20, 2011 11:23:57 GMT
I've been awfully ill (flu). Recovered just, although my eyes aren't right and people look like those bug eyed anime characters. I wont be here again after today until the New Year. Not back at work until January 3rd, so taking Mum to my sisters as she's not been good either. I'm afraid she's ailing in her latter years and she's mostly confined to a wheelchair now. Only snag is sis's hubby whom I'm afraid I cannot abide and who is often rude to mum. That the trouble with Chrimbo...family tensions and having to grin and bare it. If you met him you'd understand completely. Oh well, nothing we can do about it, it's all been arranged. If you see there's been a hostage situation somewhere in North Yorks you'll know I couldn't bite my tongue any longer.  Please promise me you'll all have the best Christmas ever...and that 2012 will only bring the good and the great to your door.  Now I'm off to pack away my earplugs, tranquillisers and hand grenades. (I said to Mum...'we're going way too early by Christmas Eve I'll be wanting to kill him'...) I blame Sesley for all of this!  |
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Post by sesley on Dec 20, 2011 12:20:08 GMT
happy christmas Chris. hope you have a sane one 
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Post by everso on Dec 20, 2011 16:14:29 GMT
happy christmas Chris. hope you have a sane one My son works for the advertising agency that made that one, Sesley. |
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Post by Alpha Hooligan on Dec 20, 2011 17:26:10 GMT
Annoying relative + Chloroform = Justice.  Have a nice Christmas, Chris.  AH |
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Post by tarzanontarmazepam on Dec 20, 2011 20:19:31 GMT
Thanks AH...and thanks Sesley. 
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Post by tarzanontarmazepam on Dec 20, 2011 21:20:09 GMT
I leave you with probably the worst record of all time!!
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Post by housesparrow on Dec 27, 2011 16:23:41 GMT
Hope you survived Christmas, Chris. Report back soon!
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Post by tarzanontarmazepam on Jan 4, 2012 12:46:42 GMT
I survived. Normal Eve followed by Normal Day for the rest of the year. Well actually, I want adventure, romance and fight large cats in some tropical forest. Anything but tinsel, cheese and crackers and glasses of port whilst wearing silly hats and losing the will to live. I should say we had a nice Christmas, because we did. But the brother in law is still as mad as a crate of hares. (He's probably writing just the same on some parallel messageboard) Happy New Year! |
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Post by housesparrow on Jan 7, 2012 7:55:17 GMT
Chris, I was going to say "never mind, it is all back to normal".
But it isn't: you've quit.
Come back here AT ONCE!
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Post by jean on Jan 8, 2012 22:15:27 GMT
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Post by trubble on Jan 9, 2012 11:27:04 GMT
He's knocking, but I am not sure he's in.
I have a feeling that new accounts have to be validated by the gestapo?
Maybe someone would fetch Riotgrrl or Patrick from the staff room?
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Post by Weyland on Jan 9, 2012 12:13:33 GMT
He's knocking, but I am not sure he's in. I have a feeling that new accounts have to be validated by the gestapo? Maybe someone would fetch Riotgrrl or Patrick from the staff room? Riot's never in the SC staffroom these days. Far too busy Modding and organising Meets on other boards, I'm beginning to think that Patrick is an Artificial Intelligence created by a freak accident in the depths of what passes for software in the world of ProBoards, which appears at random every other blue moon, or not, and then disappears without a trace into realms beyond the reach or understanding of mortal wo/man. |
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Post by everso on Jan 9, 2012 23:59:52 GMT
What? You mean we're all left here like survivors in a Titanic lifeboat? Floundering around with nobody to guide us?
#runningaroundlikechickenwithitsheadoff#
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Post by Weyland on Jan 10, 2012 9:04:59 GMT
What? You mean we're all left here like survivors in a Titanic lifeboat? Floundering around with nobody to guide us? #runningaroundlikechickenwithitsheadoff# 'Fraid so, Ev. We're adrift upon the vasty deep, lost in the trackless wastes of the Howling Ether without so much as a broken link to comfort us. But we're not in a lifeboat -- the bridge officers took those. We're on the rusting hulk, bailing out from time to time, looking for a star to guide us. Aubrey -- give us a tune. Ev, put the kettle on and make some tea. Milk first, mind. The rest of you, help me rearrange these deckchairs. But wait! . . . . . There's a ship over there. I'll get the telescope . . . I can almost make out the name . . . M a r something . . . two words . . . s t e . . . Marie Celeste! Come to our rescue! I don't think they've seen us! . . . Trubs -- Quick! Give them a flash! . . . . . |
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Post by trubble on Jan 12, 2012 16:00:34 GMT
I'ma going to stop flashing for a few hours. Have some things to do and I'm getting cold up here in the aft.
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Post by Weyland on Jan 12, 2012 17:06:05 GMT
I'ma going to stop flashing for a few hours. Have some things to do and I'm getting cold up here in the aft. Well done nevertheless. The photos will be online shortly. Still no sign of flashes from Marie Celeste though. Not like her at all. I think she might be partying in the fo'c'sle. |
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