Both wine and bread at confirmation were fake and this small site might just attract others that experienced the same. Critical voices? Those that participate? Who knows. For those that find sympathy with a walk on the wild sides of life, mountains, rivers or forests but do not pretend to escape. Other bits and pieces the news and also odds and sods that cry out "leave it off mate". Justly a lark and maybe the lark. But the lark will often land on the cactus.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
DAMN IT - THIS REALLY TAKES THE PRINGLE
PM Brown is taking his summer hols in me beloved Southwold.
In order to test the validity of the above hypothesis, it is first necessary to elucidate the essential nature of nothing [no-thing]. From a postmodernist deconstructionist perspective, it is merely a figment of the overheated imagination.....
The plaque outside of the House of Orwell is to be removed. Blame it on the second-hand booksellers. Southwold has always been an ok place and will survive this Brownie invasion.
Oh dear me I feel a trifle giddy. Maybe I should change the subject before I get binned mesen. Yes, yes, that is what I will do. I will be positive and a "Champion of Bureaucracy".
Southwold.
ReplyDeleteSouthwold.
Southwold!!
You missed the wanking stuff at My Place !!
Far better than in-the-restaurant Southwold.
It's the Notting Hill of the region. Or so I read in The Daily Mail. Nice to see you at home there, Zola.
ReplyDeletePut the giant crabs on red alert!
ReplyDeleteIs nothing sacred?
ReplyDeleteWe are cooking up a whale of a time for Jonah Brown. A full-blown tsunami will strike Southwold within 24 hours of his arrival.
ReplyDeleteBest alert your near & dear ones to evacuate pronto, Zola.
Nothing is sacred, but everything else isn't.
ReplyDeleteIn order to test the validity of the above hypothesis, it is first necessary to elucidate the essential nature of nothing [no-thing]. From a postmodernist deconstructionist perspective, it is merely a figment of the overheated imagination.....
ReplyDeleteI wish weirdo Gordon were merely a figment of my overheated imagination!
ReplyDeleteShrimp tea on the sands, anyone?
ReplyDeleteThe plaque outside of the House of Orwell is to be removed.
ReplyDeleteBlame it on the second-hand booksellers.
Southwold has always been an ok place and will survive this Brownie invasion.
Leg-over and chips on the sands more like it if I remember artistic Southwold.
ReplyDeleteDown and Out in Southwold and Scotland?
ReplyDeletePlease.
ReplyDeleteThis is all really too much.
My blog is not meant to be a bin that is not collected and therefore getting rats.
My blog is educational !
The people who collect your blog are on strike today.
ReplyDeleteLet them eat Pringles.
ReplyDeleteA-shrimping we will go!
ReplyDeleteA-shrimping we will go!
Far better than dull Question Time
Is the Punch and Judy Show.
We'll knock down your sand castles, Weirdo.
ReplyDeleteJack's your man.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wimmin-only beach. Off to the lockup with all you useless men.
ReplyDeleteThere'll be tears before bedtime.
ReplyDelete"My blog is not meant to be a bin ..."
ReplyDeleteRIRO.
'Canoeist wanted to come home – but his wife wouldn't let him'
ReplyDeleteOh dear me I feel a trifle giddy.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I should change the subject before I get binned mesen.
Yes, yes, that is what I will do.
I will be positive and a "Champion of Bureaucracy".