saint francis

I'm looking forward to my time in the underworld, when I pass on, so that I can enter people's houses in the small hours and move a glass slowly across a table.

Odd that lemon juice should get rid of lime scale, obviously competitive.

Granulated?

Never heard of him.

Never heard of him.

Is it George Michael? Perhaps someone could photoshop a pair of shades and some hooped earings, so we can be sure.

When I hear stories like this I like to look at it from the perspective of the ghost. What do you think the motive might have been? If they really wanted to scare you, it's a pretty lame attempt, presuming you don't have a phobia of hair and beauty products. Boredom maybe? An eternity in limbo must be pretty tiresome, maybe knocking over a few bottles of shampoo now and then qualifies as entertainment in the afterword these days. Do ghosts need to wash their hair? Perhaps he was disappointed with your selection of products and had a ghosty tantrum, maybe there's a lesson there, don't be such a cheapskate. Either way I don't think there's too much cause for concern, I rate this haunting 2 out of 10.

It's true. I think the sort of celebration I am alluding to sounds very different to the one you describe. Just you remember though, deep down, you're one of us, and you know it. Despite your strange ways.

Is it ok to take pride in your country? I usually frown upon these sorts of events because flag waving, saying we're great translates to me as "We're better than you over there (including the foreigners who happen to live here). I am also suspicious of borders generally and think they're inherently unfair, keeping the good stuff in and the bad stuff out. Sure it seems fair for the people who live inside the border that all the good stuff should remain all theirs, but what about those that live outside. It is a birthright, and entitlements because of birth are the sort of 'rights' that fair people try to move away from. However I'm not naive enough to think we could just tear down the borders and live harmoniously, nor would I want that. If asked, the things I like about England, and would be prepared to celebrate are: Largely accepting of multiculturalism, if begrudgingly. Largely secular, or at least much less superstitious than most countries. Democratic, despite its flaws. Nice selection of food, especially the foreign stuff. Taking advice/laws from the European Court of Human Rights I like the people here, but probably just because I'm used to their ways.

A must win.

I don't fancy feathers on fellas, but raise me glasses at lasses in molasses.

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Seems to be back online now, all done and dusted.

Offline for at least two hours now. There is money literally burning a hole in my pocket (not literally). I have a try with the phones tomorrow.

No it isn't.

As my mother always said, if you can't say anything positive about Mercury Thiocyanate decomposition, then don't say anything at all.

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I think you'll find it's exactly the same size.

Perhaps as huge as my 'Heinz big soup' the other day. When I got home I realised it was the same size as all the other soups.

Once again the rules seem stacked against us.

I see it as liberation. My theory is, if you liberate them in as many different environments as possible it gives them the best chance, perhaps randomly out of the train window (never at a station though), then they're on their own.