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It's not just the fact that we're winning but the fact that we're playing well and moving off the ball. The commentators have mentioned a number of times how we are playing as a team compared with QPR. Come on Saints, another would mean I could _almost_ relax...

Got a stream... VMAN: if you're in Italy pop in for a cuppa, or probably something a bit stronger...

Haaaaaaaaaaa...

A perfectly reasonable request for most businesses would be "can you temporarily extend my overdraft for a temporary cash flow issue"? In this case I can see any bank (or creditor) saying **** off, although possibly in more measured and technical terms.

OK, Asda, Morrisons and Waitrose then... OK, forget Waitrose.. There's already a Lidl nearby. Aldi?

Would you agree that their background doesn't necessarily fill one with confidence? If doesn't matter to me as I'm not a Pompey fan, but if I were, or I were someone seeking investors for a business involving property I wouldn't choose them if there were any choice in the matter. As you point out, and unless DP's hint of other potential tyre-kickers sniffing about is true, then no, there is no choice. :-)

Ya bastard!;-) I was just about to post that: lucky I read the whole thread.. And poor old Pes: doesn't he realise that this thread is superb entertainment; a real life farce with so many twists, turns and coincidences along with the innocent dupes; which wouldn't be believed as fiction. It's real laugh out loud stuff, chuckles, snig gers, and spraying the screen stuff.

I personally think theory 2 is the likeliest, although my whatever at the moment is a bottle of Giama', Montefalco Rosso DOC 2009, Vignobaldi.. Mind you, I find it disturbing at how easy it is to get blokes scan reading for selective material, and equally disturbing that so many of my sisters have made EL James rich by buying this crap. Why don't they buy the Orange prize short list: last time I noticed going for a good price with The Book People. Is there actually any _intentional_ humour in the book at all? With Jane Austen there is, although it's not so fruitful on the scan reading front... As for my Inner Goddess, you wouldn't want to meet her. She scares me, as she's just waiting for a legitimate excuse to leave Christian Grey writhing on the floor and then stamping on his hand. Normally I'm such a pacific person so it's best you don't meet her!;-) [Although I have heard there are blokes who like that sort of thing...]. Actually Bearsy, thank you for your sacrifice in reading the book and warning us all. You don't need to read the others: that would be too much to ask from anyone with any discrimination. Consider yourself absolved from further jury service.. :-)

I can imagine someone told someone else to p*** off, and the latter replied not to worry, I'm only on a month's contract anyway...

I'm of the opinion that Allen has applied for the sports desk of the Blackpool Gazette and wants to keep in with Appy.. Can't think of any other reason for such drivel. Ottery: difficult to say but it certainly comes naturally to him.

I think thats the only bit in your post that's unfair. I get really twitchy at a game and half rise out of my seat to head the ball, or kick the person next to me: a bit like screaming on the roller'coaster to let out the tension...

F*** it. Individual b****y errors. How can you blame the manager for that, FFS.

How abouit this one...

Nah, really not my thing. I normally go dutch anyway!

Oh Bearsy! This and the PTS saga are just so loltastic it would be a shame if you stopped. After all, we want something good to come of such a turgidly written work. Not worried about the bonings 'cos they do nothing for me.. Just one point... next time I'm in a restaurant I'll order the lobster, t-bone steak and a 1961 Chateau Latour: that'll teach ya!

Well, Bury away ("you'll have to take your own cars lads" -sounds like my women's amateur team - one minibus and a couple of cars)... Then Doncaster at home: no ballboys (? they get paid? insurance?), no floodlights, no St. Johns, no police, no catering... hmmm. Oh, and I forgot, no manager...

How the F was that not a penalty?

Nervous as anything... Freekick..

Bloomin 'eck, agreeing with Turkish too! I've got a good stream going, I scored into the side netting from the edge of the box yesterday: come on Saints, keep me in a good mood. Pleeeaasse.

Did anyone else laugh at this? One of these days Alps will make a completely unpredictable, unexpected and cheerfully optimistic post!

That's what I tell my students but that's as far as I go...

Indeed! As an English teacher I suppose I could encourage students to critique this book, but I fear Bearsy has said it all and they'd only visit here and then plagiarise: the curse of modern academia. That's a relief then. I must say that this thread has given me cause to chuckle, nay cackle, out loud on more than one occasion. If Bearsy really were as sexist as his writing I don't think we'd have a long conversation... What's more worrying is the interest in sodomy: but surely you've all got mates? :-)

No, just a different coumpound and tread pattern. If you have studs it means you're severely restricted on roads which aren't snow covered. Most of the time in the valley at 5/600 metres the main roads aren't covered for long: it's when you go higher and/or up the side valleys that you really need them.

I couldn't watch to the end: they're were some absolutely horrific accidents there. I put my snow tyres on this week and will be up to the resorts skiing in the next few weeks, and then the bad weather will slowly begin to impact at lower levels. I won't be going at the speeds those drivers were, but what's to stop you being hit by some other lunatic. Frightening. As for cycling "agressively": don't know the circumstances in that particular case, but you do have to hold your road position, "own the road" , as that is far safer.

Isgrove sounds like he's made a difference. For the rest I've only heard the second half commentary and pretty depressing it is too. Even more depressing are the usual suspects who seem to revel in our crapness... They'll be even happier now...