Posts by Tamsin6
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Morish.
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Capture: Flash Cars, in reply to Sofie Bribiesca,
My sister and her man collected old cars. She still has a Citroen light 15. These I imagine are still in that shed on his farm.
Have only just seen this post Sofie - have been a bit teary-eyed looking through these as it was the kind of stuff I used to mull over with my Dad, and he isn't here to chat to anymore. His first car was a Citroen light 15, so proud of it, but unfortunately I can't get at the pics just now. Might have to ask my mum to dig them out. Lovely memories.
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Hard News: How long the leash on the…, in reply to Rich Lock,
You’re getting a bit het up about this, Tamsin. Calm down dear.
Hahahahahahahahahah. <sob>
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Hard News: How long the leash on the…, in reply to Rich Lock,
Piccadilly line is usually worse.
Dreadful. And the Northern line, usually lives down to the Misery line reputation. But Circle is just edging it recently since they did the weird new spur configuration thingy which makes my brain hurt to contemplate.
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Hard News: How long the leash on the…, in reply to Caleb D'Anvers,
Hmmm - Clarkson permanently locked into a Circle line carriage....I could live with that.
Because that British public transport system that works idea? Never going to happen. No snow so far this year - looks like it will be metal theft that causes the most delays this Christmas. Also, in delays to come - currently rubbing hands in glee after seeing the heat map of travel disruption during the Olympics - and yes! It will be the WHOLE of London that suffers extensive delays. Joy!
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Hard News: How long the leash on the…, in reply to Rich Lock,
He's a great example of a one-trick pony whose one trick was mildly amusing for a very short while, but went stale a decade or two ago. Now he's desperately trying to keep it relevant by making it more and more extreme, flipping mild amusement over into mild irritation and slight surprise that people still pay attention to the silly child.
Which wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact he is bezzie mates with the PM. And the rest of that lot.
http://www.newstatesman.com/blogs/helen-lewis-hasteley/2011/07/clarkson-cameron-rebekah
Cameron shows such a startling lack of judgement in choosing friends and colleagues that I just can't wait to see who he appoints as his special new adviser on getting us laydees to vote for him again.
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Hard News: How long the leash on the…, in reply to Caleb D'Anvers,
Make him commute every day from Northampton to East London at rush hour. Using London Midland and the Circle and District Lines. Then film the gibbering, tearful, incoherent results.
He already gibbers and raves about that stuff incoherently in practically every column he writes for the Sun. Usually, it leads to him ranting ad nauseum about how if everyone drove a great big manly powerful...car we wouldn't have to put up with all this pinko communist public transport crap. So I don't want to give him any more 'material' for his glib and fatuous shite.
Can't we just take him outside and execute him in front of his - oh, wait. -
Up Front: What if We Held an Election…, in reply to Islander,
The Southern Maori prounciation were first written down by an interesting character called John Boultbee, an educated sealer. Some of them have lingered – bidibid’ for piripiri- bungi (here on the Coast) for (wheki)punga. But the way the r in Maori sort of slides into d-hood has been a commonplace since people, especially English, started writing the language down…
I still say biddy biddy like a proper Southland girl - did not realise that was the reason for it though! No longer roll my 'r's' but I do pronounce them more than is probably common in the rest of NZ.
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I'm filling in my voting forms now. I think I'm going to need more envelopes.
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Up Front: Absence in the Arcades, in reply to Emma Hart,
Oh my god The Puzzled Dragon! I had forgotten that place. Thank you for that little reminder - brought back a few lovely days - sights, smells, the feeling of being 19 in Christchurch for a few little seconds there...