hamster

Now there's an interesting word. When does an 'advantage' become 'cheating'?

Does he rate N-Dubz? He should.

lima

/\ Frog Island Best. A bit burnt and bitter and the aftertaste is quite long-lasting. Not a beer for simply gettting bladdered at only 3.8%. I found that the old standard Greene King IPA was prevalent along the canals, in one case a pub (the Royal Oak at Blisworth) professed to have 6 ales on the pumps yet only had GK on offer. We were told by a local (70 years in the village) that thebpub had almost closed recently so perhaps GK did a deal with the promise of sole rights? Still, GK IPA isn;t that bad a brew if you are only offering the one beer. That was the pub that also had the live music booked for Friday and when we arrived back for it, found that they'd (the landlord) cancelled. People drifted off let down but some of us stayed and pumped about 30 odd quid into the jukebox in an eclectic music tastes' fest. Mine includede Motorhead - Motorhead and AC/DC - The Jack, mrs hamster plumped for Puppy Love - Donny O and some ****e by Peggy Lee. At one pub, I think the Red Lion, at Fenny Stratford the landlord puts on one barrel of guest ale each wekend and he reckons they never last more past closing time on the Sunday night! Incidentally that is where we met a great couple who invited us back to theiur boat and proceeded to try to convert me to being a royalist. I was not that ****ed fortunately and lolled when the husband stod up at midnight to sing 'God Save the Queen' for us. I said i join in if he reciprocated with my rendition of 'The Red Flag' but as it was his boat I suppose he makes the rules. Strange also that his missus was cookng roast potatoes and sprouts as a midnight feast on their boatman's range stove.

Elvis (Costello's Dad)

Ask him if he comes on here? If so is he a frequent contributor or just a gongoozler?

Tuuuuunes

/\ Obviously not everything that I do is good, Ponty, sorry. That sounded quite conceited didint it? What I think I mean is that when bad things happen good can and does follow. Bad stuff leaves a vacuum behind it which throiugh the forces of nature have to be filled with 'something'. If you look for the gold lining of clouds you can find it, you just need to look quite hard on occasion. Emotions are a good gauge I find. Look at how fondly we remember Jamie Bulger, the whole nation has found some love for him without ever meeting him. Why is that? Where has that love come from? I just think that all the good inside the little chap was magnified by the massive level of evil in the manner of his death. I can't put my finger on it, sorry it's just that something filled that void. I know I am sounding stupid here, but maybe someone more eloquent (sp) can expand for me?

car-port (see what I did there?) Skill

grudge

sex

I like to think that if my 'friend' was reading that mrs b he would have a wry smile on his face. And fyi our boat has a no sex policy. No sex, you no come aboard.

I am pretty confident that not only does good (as a thing) exist but it can also be found when we look for it. I'm not clever enought o explain myself heer, but I began to embrace 'goog' a while ago and it is quite elevating.

SS.

ask him if he wants to come to a party this saturday? Make sure you tell him it's a BaBaaB party though, no freeloaders allowed.

tcwtb

He is, but he cannot smell to save his life. mrs btf, I have been back here for less than 1 day and you are at it again!! Why don't we just get it out of the way and you buy me a pint on saturday at the match? I am sure that once you have met me in the flesh your flirtatious fantasies will stop and I can stop looking over my shoulder. And for the last time WE are not like that. well I'm not anyway.

Ask him why if he would like to be the headline act at this summer's St Mary's concert? Making up for not doing one last year due to the crazy Council rules requiring 30 days notice of such events (or something like that).

Kray

is it benali? or maybe just banal praps?

Tramways

Yosser

Saigon

I have seen the future and it's name is 'bow-thruster' In fact a bow thruster would have saved our friends' back; on the Sunday afternoon we were busy showing them around the boat and how the Satellite TV system worked etc. They'd polished off almost a whole packet of MY Hobnobs and were just about to leave but discovered that someone or something had lifted my super-tight knots off of the bollard, we were quite literally broadside across the canal. In the darkness he clambered along the gunwales like a man half his age and heaved and ho'ed us back to the side. We were so relieved that a bowl of chips and a drink was the least that I could offer as a way of thanks. Though to be honest i was surprised that he wasn't full after the Hobnob feasting. Obviously it would have been rude to let them drink alone so we duly downed a few more glasses of Northampton's finest and some Chateua Neuf Du Cheapoplonko. Due to the trauma I decided to do the night-watch and lay in bed armed with a windlass, I drifted off listening to the water gently rushing from the lock just upstream and dreaming of the next day's cruise down to Milton Keynes (of all places) and wandering what mrs hamster had bought me for my birthday. I was not to be disappointed, as the next morning I was woken by the smell wafting from the galley, through the lounge, bunk-bed room and bathroom of venison sausages, eggs and bacon being cooked to perfection by my lifelong galley-slave. Before I tucked in to breakfast I unwrapped my brand new Garmin Nuvu SatNav (as recommended by SWF members) and put it on charge. mrs h is a fantastic ship-mate and I would gladly sail the seven seas with her and her alone. What a great start to the day. Oh yeas, and the sun was shining too. B L I S S

Yeah Right!1 You seriously expect me to believe that do you? Anyway night all, work tomororw. Boo.