Amazing how the ball knowers on here were like “they’re going to run out of military targets in a week” and they immediately start hitting economic/civilians infrastructure on day 8
The Wild Place. Used to go to both a lot when the child was small.
Shut down now.
I think I watched the first series when it came out. Seemed a bit far-fetched.
I had to Google him as it sounds made up.
I just looked it up on a map and I was way off.
DTF St Louis is excellent telly.
Wrexham, the capital of Liverpool.
Go to The Harp instead.
Few things fill me with more joy that an English team getting walloped in a sporting event.
In Londonistan no less.
There are several Coventry fans walking down my street and singing about winning the league.
I think the whole ghastly episode has knocked about £100k off the value of my house.
Another week of people serving raw meat.
Hammersmith.
Going to the match tomorrow and I’m already dreading everything about it.
An obnoxious entitled wanker and a one trick pony. Vile cunt.
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“You can’t Parrk there mate.”
Happy birthday to the greatest.
Christ. If I’m home alone I’ll get up about 2pm. Still in bed now.
Welcome to your muttering era.
Christ. I’m never out of bed before 8am I reckon. And only then if I have to go into work. Make the most of it, get yourself a paper round.
Just to say, what a superb Bluesky name.
Just swapped a few Tweets on here with David Bowie’s son lads.
Only been to the new one once just after it opened and it was a strong no. The mad tube home caper is crackers.
Dear God. At least serve it in a Yorkshire pudding or something, claw back some British pride man!
Oh really? Nice touch. It’s very good telly anyway.
I’d have been moaning if I’d actually gone.
You fancy bastard!
Amazed that Damon did this Wembley gig in what looks like a brand new pair of DM Monkey Boots. Suspect the gig was sponsored by Compeed.
Just remembered we’ve got builders in at 8am tomorrow to fit a sky light in the flat roof out the back.
