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  • Nick Armstrong
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    • Nov 2010
    • 26524

    Originally posted by mercia View Post
    I read a scary story somewhere online yesterday about a man who rolled over in bed one morning, thinking he was stroking his pet cat, opened an eye and realised a fox was lying on his bed - can you imagine ?!?!!
    I've had worse...
    "...the isle is full of noises,
    Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
    Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
    Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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    • Anna

      Originally posted by Caliban View Post
      I've had worse...
      Caliban!! Please do tell ..............

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      • vinteuil
        Full Member
        • Nov 2010
        • 12798

        Originally posted by Anna View Post
        Caliban!! Please do tell ..............
        ... that's what comes of feasting with ocelots

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        • Nick Armstrong
          Host
          • Nov 2010
          • 26524

          Originally posted by Anna View Post
          Caliban!! Please do tell ..............
          A gentleman's lips must remain sealed.

          "...the isle is full of noises,
          Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
          Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
          Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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          • salymap
            Late member
            • Nov 2010
            • 5969

            Originally posted by Caliban View Post
            A gentleman's lips must remain sealed.


            Not always - sometimes they can be persuaded.

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            • Nick Armstrong
              Host
              • Nov 2010
              • 26524

              Originally posted by salymap View Post
              Not always - sometimes they can be persuaded.
              ... golly! Mata Hari-style persuasion techniques???

              "...the isle is full of noises,
              Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
              Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
              Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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              • mangerton
                Full Member
                • Nov 2010
                • 3346

                Originally posted by ferneyhoughgeliebte View Post


                ... for our Southern readers - a "gravel train" is what Northerners have instead of a gravy train. (But, by 'eck, wur 'appy!)
                Gravel? You were lucky! We had mud.

                Weatherwise, today it's been dry, overcast, c 15ºC, but still no rain, though it looks increasingly likely.

                Saly, I regret that I can offer no guidance on garden (or indeed any kind of) foxes. I do remember that in the sixties our garden in Edinburgh was plagued by rabbits, and the solution was uncle bringing his shotgun one weekend. (Nothing to do with me, guv, I were just a lad.)

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                • mangerton
                  Full Member
                  • Nov 2010
                  • 3346

                  Originally posted by Caliban View Post
                  A gentleman's lips must remain sealed.

                  Quite right, Cali, and there's not many of us about.

                  As the old Scottish toast has it, "Here's tae us, wha's like us? Damn few, and they're a' deid!"

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                  • Anna

                    Originally posted by Caliban View Post
                    ... golly! Mata Hari-style persuasion techniques???
                    Oh well, I was going to say - He's not adverse to a bit of the old Mata Hari now and again but I seem mangerton has once more steered us back to safe waters ...... and some dry Scottish toast. Oh, those Presbyterians .... love them!

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                    • Nick Armstrong
                      Host
                      • Nov 2010
                      • 26524

                      Originally posted by mangerton View Post
                      Quite right, Cali, and there's not many of us about.

                      As the old Scottish toast has it, "Here's tae us, wha's like us? Damn few, and they're a' deid!"



                      The toast reminds me of a saying of my late grandfather (Yorkshire): "They're all mad save thee and me; and I'm not so sure about thee...."
                      "...the isle is full of noises,
                      Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                      Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                      Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                      • Anna

                        Originally posted by Caliban View Post



                        The toast reminds me of a saying of my late grandfather (Yorkshire): "They're all mad save thee and me; and I'm not so sure about thee...."
                        Oh, my ears and whiskers ......... I am late, late, for a very important date ... Where is the nearest rabbit hole? unto whiich I may disappear into with Alice?

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                        • teamsaint
                          Full Member
                          • Nov 2010
                          • 25202

                          Plenty of yorkshire stock in my famiily.........and as we say
                          " You can always tell a Yorkshireman, but you can't tell him much !!".


                          Weather has been kind up here in the lakes this week, rain mostly held off though its raining steadily now. Forecast ok for tomorrow.
                          I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.

                          I am not a number, I am a free man.

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                          • eighthobstruction
                            Full Member
                            • Nov 2010
                            • 6432

                            Ah good teamsaint....I'm off tomorrow for another stint in Anglesey (this time in a caravan with mod cons on Farm)
                            bong ching

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                            • Nick Armstrong
                              Host
                              • Nov 2010
                              • 26524

                              Originally posted by Anna View Post
                              Oh, my ears and whiskers ......... I am late, late, for a very important date ... Where is the nearest rabbit hole? unto whiich I may disappear into with Alice?
                              I suddenly wondered - is that saying Lewis Carroll...? But no. Its origins have been the subject of online conjecture (the Yorkshire element seems familiar):

                              Who was the author of this approximate quotation All the world is mad but me and thee and I think I have doubts about thee - trivia question /questions answer / answers
                              "...the isle is full of noises,
                              Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                              Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                              Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                              • teamsaint
                                Full Member
                                • Nov 2010
                                • 25202

                                Have a grerat time 8O.

                                I am posting from a Blackberry so excuse all my bads !!
                                I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.

                                I am not a number, I am a free man.

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