I bet it's not half, neigh an eigth as bad as the regular 'dread' on the front page of the Bradford Telegraph and Argus....makes me shudder just to think of it....
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Originally posted by mangerton View PostThis was the headline in a west of Scotland evening paper many years ago:
MAN THROWS WARDROBE AT WIFE
A couple of years ago I witnessed a man throwing a baby's pram at his wife, in a play park. Rather disturbing. I might add, thankfully, that the baby was not in the pram at the time, and the man's aim was not good.
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Originally posted by Tapiola View Post(perhaps I shouldn't laugh)
A couple of years ago I witnessed a man throwing a baby's pram at his wife, in a play park. Rather disturbing. I might add, thankfully, that the baby was not in the pram at the time, and the man's aim was not good.
Many years ago I was strolling up to a major crossroads in North London. There was a car at the traffic lights and as the lights changed to green, the driver got out, collected her handbag, tossed a final unheard remark at her passenger and stalked up up the road to her right. Several moments later, the passenger door opened and a flustered man got out, looked back at the stationary and expectant queue of traffic behind him and called out plaintively at her receding form "Oh come on Angela, you know I can't drive!"
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostA lot of bloodshed in the Nell Gwyn Tea Rooms, perhaps?
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Originally posted by gurnemanz View PostJust after I maligned Chippenham, I received an email from the Bournemouth SO informing me that they doing a concert there. A new venue on me, and indeed a new member of the Tortelier family conducting. Quite a pleasant looking concert which we might even go to.
http://bsolive.com/concerts/listings...ncertid=170217
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Originally posted by salymap View PostCould that be Paul's grandson ?It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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Originally posted by gurnemanz View PostBad things happen in Chippenham so I avoid the place. I only have to look at the headlines in our local weekly paper, the Wiltshire Gazette and Herald.
And its really not all that big.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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Originally posted by teamsaint View Postthe real problem with chippenham is that it takes an hour and three quarters to drive round the ring road.
And its really not all that big.
There seems to be some mysterious significance to that observation, ts..."...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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Originally posted by Caliban View Post
There seems to be some mysterious significance to that observation, ts...
(PS,anybody know a short cut?)
Edit, I don't really understand this thread, but it was sunshine and showers in Somerset today.
Edit Edit... I tend to go there when I have new treats from the "bargains" thread to pass the time.....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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Originally posted by eighthobstruction View Postchippenham sounds a bit like a Tardis....
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Do others here look at the weather forecasts on the net?
I find I now look most days, having entered my location, as I can now play a sequence of up to five day's forecast. There are various options but the map has little clouds and child's suns (as appropriate) drifting over southern England. And lots of varied information, recent and forecast to explore. I did a little meteorology at school in A-level Geography, and am able to make some sense of a pressure chart. I need to get more skilled with this as I've recently taken up an interest in sailing.
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