saintbletch

Whale oil beef hooked.

I'm a little uncomfortable paraphrasing the pap, but put another way, what you're actually saying is that my old knob has been around the block, seen some sh*t, seen its fair share of proper action, and seen plenty of blood spilled. All in the name of extending the Empire into virgin territory. Whereas your bloodless, young, and shorter nob represents the post-Empire, flaccid nation we've become. Without engorging yourself via-gra-nd displays of rhetoric and the odd Ben Elton "knob(sic) gag", you're impotent. Prolly.

I'd have to concede that my knob would come before pap's nob - alphabetically. It's probably worth pointing out that my knob is longer than pap's nob.

I disagree with pap over his use of the term "proper spelling". I believe that I have specified the "proper spelling", but I would acknowledge that in some circles the de facto or common spelling, when applied to the phallus, is nob. I would therefore be willing to put my proper knob up against pap's commonly used nob any time.

Yep, I agree with your assessment pap. Not his finest. But I hope your average experience doesn't unduly colour your view of CJ Sansom. He is a fine writer of historical fiction and, to my eye, his attention to historical detail is excellent. I might recommend his Matthew Shardlake series of novels, but I'm not completely sure that they'd be to your taste. It's a retelling of the police procedural genre set in the 16th century. Shardlake is a morally and ethically strong, hunchback lawyer who tries to balance his questionable work for Henry VIII's Thomas Cromwell, against his own morals, troubled faith and his sense of duty; whilst at the same time fighting the prejudice that his lowly birth and twisted back visits upon him. But, as the ideologue I know you to be, I would recommend you try Sansom's Winter in Madrid. It details the many political protagonists and their vested interests and ideologies that led to the Spanish civil war. I learned an awful lot about the involvement of individual British citizens whose ideologies led them to head to Spain to fight in a struggle involving republicanism, nationalism, socialism, communism, and fascism. And all of this whilst chronicling the lives of 3 British public school friends who get caught up in spying and the war. Oh and there's a little bit of love interest thrown in. It's a good, if not a truly great book, but I enjoyed the history lesson that it provided.

There's a big difference in spelling Toke, but the pronunciation is the same. Or to put it another way, if you find yourself with nob or knob coming out of your mouth, your reaction is likely to be the same. On the spelling/usage, to my mind nob is an archaic term for someone that is higher in society than you. Whereas a knob is a lump of something or a 'sticky-outy' thing that is designed to be touched. So, given your personal overuse of nob, and knowing you as I do, I'm guessing that you really need knob.

I abstain.

My uncle once told me that a Japanese woman's fufu is upside down. I expect PhilippineSaint isn't taking any risks.

I did Toke, but I fear that the damage I've done to the Shatner's Bassoon area of the brain is irreversible.

Just say "No!". RonManager. Just say "No!".

Nice one Whitey. I hope I'm reading too much into it.

Hmm. When I saw his post at the time I thought it was an odd thing to say, but I honestly didn't take it seriously. It had played on my mind in the intervening time though, and yesterday I realised that I hadn't seen any Saint in Paradise threads for a while. The post below was his last post on here. Perhaps we've lost another member. Anybody know Saint in Paradise?

Has anyone seen or heard from Saint in Paradise since this post?

Toke, when your in-law's pube hit you in the mouth, was it still attached to an in-law? This thread is what The Muppet Show is all about. +5 reputation points to the complete member that is Saint_Pedro.

I stand corrected. Moushiwake arimasen. (I note that you corrected my English, but didn't feel the need to correct my assertion that eoJ has a bath of sand on his balcony). BTW, what's the dialling code for Japan? And what's Japanese for Crimewatch? Undousuru Toke-sama.

It's been great watching the Lib Dems staging a wonderfully choreographed semantic-ballet today. On Saturday and again early on Sunday, the Lib Dems fielded various bodies to prove that nobody was aware of "these allegations" against Lord Rennard. On the Andrew Marr show, Vince Cable confirmed that he was "absolutely not" aware of the allegations. He even felt able to state on behalf of the absent Clegg, that the Deputy Prime Minister "wasn't aware of these allegations". Danny Alexander was also fielded to state that he knew nothing of the "specific allegations" against Lord Rennard. At this point in time, given the language used, most observers would conclude that this was all news to the Lib Dem leadership. Listening to them, you'd likely reach the conclusion that this would have been the first they'd heard of it. So you'd then expect the story to die. But it didn't. So on Sunday night Nick Clegg makes a statement confirming that he had no knowledge of these accusations. All good then. It's a non-story, right? Well not really because whilst denying knowledge of "specific allegations", Clegg conceded that he DID have knowledge of "indirect and non-specific concerns" about Lord Rennard's conduct in 2008. Right. So when we were using the term "allegation", nobody knew anything. Nothing at all. But now we're talking about "indirect and non-specific concerns", everybody is nodding and saying "Oh, yes. We all knew about the 'indirect and non-specific concerns' ". So what did Nick Clegg do about it in 2008? He sent Danny Alexander to have a word with Lord Rennard. That's right, the same Danny Alexander that on Saturday knew nothing about the "specific allegations", despite being selected by the leader in 2008 to go and have a word with Lord Rennard about the "indirect and non-specific concerns". That's an amazing brain you've got there Danny. It's almost schizophrenic in its abilities. You were able to simultaneously not be aware of the "specific allegations" against Rennard on Saturday, whilst at the same time being able to remember speaking to Rennard in 2008 about "indirect and non-specific concerns". Before speaking to Rennard in 2008, knowing that Rennard would presumably ask for "non, non-specific" details of the allegations, why did you not seek to find out the details of the direct and specific allegations? Perhaps you did Danny? Perhaps you've simply forgotten that you knew? And now, somewhat predictably, the Lib Dem party has set up an inquiry (two I think). Which means that it would be conveniently wrong for anyone to comment further until the inquiry has reached its conclusion. And they wonder why we don't engage in the political process. ****s. Rant over.

A heart-warming tale Toke. Perhaps you didn't see her much after that because she was buried in a bath of sand on EoJ's balcony?

Sorry Spudgun, You're right, I forgot that we weren't supposed to tell Toke about the massive conspiracy to maintain the facade of his TMS popularity. And thanks for the tip. I will watch 110_Persaint's post count with interest. And it appears that I won't be alone, as I see that JustMike and St Chalet have recently had a peek at his profile page. He's one step from forum clink. When will these new posters learn? You can't instantly fall into lock-step with the forum pulse when you're only on 100 odd posts, without someone concluding that you've been here before under another guise. Incidentally, while I was looking at his profile I also noted 110_Persaint's recent description of Dubai... Remind me Spudgun, but when was the last time this forum saw such opinionated critique of foreign lands?

Interesting read TopGun. Tories third behind UKIP? When the Labour campaign team member knocked my door, I told her that they had the wrong leader. When the Lib Dem campaign team member knocked my door, I told him that they had the wrong leader. (He actually volunteered "Watch this space...") Mrs saintbletch got rid of the UKIP bloke yesterday before I had a chance to tell him that they had the right leader but the wrong policies. Just waiting for Maria or one of her people to knock the door now. I have to say that a by-election with such national focus like the one in Eastleigh, has done wonders to remove the feeling of political disenfranchisement you usually feel as a voter. It's been wonderful to look various people in the eye, call them to account, tell them what you think and to have them whither in front of you. I've never seen campaign team members so keen to get away from my door before.

Do you know what the verdict was in the rape case Toke?

As I understand it dubai_phil, there is no jury system in South Africa. I think a judge / magistrate reaches a decision based on the facts presented and points of law. So there are no 12 good men and true to be influenced by these reports. So he'll still be given a 'fair' trial - as long as you agree that you can have a fair trial without being judged by your peers. He will still get slaughtered in the court of public opinion; with these damaging snippets of information apparently made available randomly. It appears an odd system. But given the discharge of the jury in the Pryce case the other week, who's to say that our system is any better. hutch, is this the case with the South African legal system?

Well Toke, a couple of things happened whilst you were away munching on fish, getting crabs and then eating them. Firstly, The Muppet Show was a vibrant and truly hilarious place full of collegiate back-slapping, bon-homie and devoid of your patented brand of anti-taxi-driver hatred. We achieved this with the connivance of the TMS-friendly Mods who kept certain things hidden from you. You know that feeling when you went back to school after the long holidays, and you felt that everyone else had been in regular contact with each other, and that only you had been excluded from the fun? No? Just me? Oh, well. Anyway, each day the TMS massive waited until you had gone to Tokyo-beddy-byes, at which point we created countless threads that would have made the Gods laugh, and one or two that came close to transgressing the nipple law. The Bear was holding court and was a nett 13% funnier than you (well a 14.94% increase actually), and we all had a lovely time. The clever bit was that after we'd had our fill, these ephemeral threads were deleted by the Mods, so that when you rubbed your fish-smelling fingers into your sleepy dust eyes the next Tokyo morning, it just looked like so much tumble weed in TMS. The second thing that happened whilst you were were travelling eponomy, was that the Bear frisked a couple of new posters. We've both seen him do it before. No real intention of uncovering the new Dune, just an excuse to frisk the newcomer whilst taking just a tad too long over the genital and cavity search. I don't remember the details of the 110_Persaint frisk. Ask the Bear, he was the one that grabbed 110_Persaint's forum-cock. So do you think that Dune's come back to play? I must admit, 110_Persaint's use of the hyphen appears to rival even my own over-use. For all Dune's narcissism, fascism, capitalism, and hate-gism, he could write proper. So from now on I'll keep a close eye on 110_Persaint's colon. Ba doom tish.

That's old school ounces if I'm a judge.

You've had sex in skinsaint's nan's house? You're not obliged to Toke, but I'd love you to share that story.

I'm a big fan of CJ Sansom - Winter in Madrid and the Shardlake series of novels, but this wasn't him at his best. I enjoyed the book for its interesting spin on an alternative post-war Britain - similar to Robert Harris' Fatherland. But it never quite made me feel for, or believe in the characters. Also many of the twists and turns were signposted and a little too obvious. Hope he gets back to writing about Matthew Shardlake soon. Reading Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel at the moment. Only just started but loving the writing style and can see why it is so acclaimed.