Originally posted by mangerton
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Things that time forgot.
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Originally posted by ahinton View PostBut, as I pointed out earlier, there is no milkman (or milkwoman), so any glass bottles of which I need to dispose, whatever they may have contained when full, have to go into the ordinary recycling. As a matter of fact (and for what it may or may not be worth), I've not lived any place where there's been a doorstep delivery of milk for more years than I can remember, but certainly at least 30.
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Originally posted by mangerton View PostQuite! He felt neither great nor swell about it.
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Originally posted by Ferretfancy View PostWe get regular and friendly deliveries of gold top, which you won't find in supermarkets very often, plus orange juice and eggs. You only have to leave a note in the bottle on the step if you want to vary the order, and we pay once a fortnight. The milkmen are like old friends, and you don't get that in a supermarket either!
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Originally posted by ferneyhoughgeliebte View PostBut at least not so enraged that he needed diapers on.
"...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 Serial_Apologist View PostConsole yourselves!
By the way, do organists usually take out tracker mortgages? And is Kevin Bowyer a better one than Malcolm Archer? And might the vicar preach a sermon on the milk of human kindness? (just to try to get back to where the topic had got before departing into the loft where one might lose the Willis to live)...
Before ending this detour, however, might I draw members' attention to http://www.leochristopherson.com/dictionary.htm ? You caNazard a guess as to how I know about it...
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Originally posted by ahinton View PostOr put it in your pipe and smoke it!
By the way, do organists usually take out tracker mortgages? And is Kevin Bowyer a better one than Malcolm Archer? And might the vicar preach a sermon on the milk of human kindness? (just to try to get back to where the topic had got before departing into the loft where one might lose the Willis to live)...
Before ending this detour, however, might I draw members' attention to http://www.leochristopherson.com/dictionary.htm ? You caNazard a guess as to how I know about it...
Well, I'm probably to blame, because I started this. I don't want to Cavill, but perhaps we should Coll it a draw - stop!
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Originally posted by LeMartinPecheur View PostOh stop, stop, stop these organ puns - it's making me feel choir!
e.g.
"Burblebourdon. ... The only known score to call for it is the as yet unpublished Captain Nemo Sub-Symphony for Marine Pipe-Organ by Vierne (or perhaps Verne, the manuscript is unclear as to the signature). This stop is said to be especially effective in the Undersea Burial Movement"
"...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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