I went on AB Fandom to check out the Cheetos game. Apropos of nothing, some dude there is asking people to pray for their sick cat?  Is this a service provided by the Nest?

History will judge all these people to be the fools they are.

Unless the fools themselves write the history books.

Churchill had a point.

Elvis is the elephant in the room.

Sorry…

@BrianN condolences to your wife, MiL, and of course, the toilet!
Sorry…

@BrianN as far as I know she is taking a well-deserved break. Not sure for how long though.

No protest from me. I think we are getting more Angry Birds Challenges and I like that. Runt hunting on yesterday’s at the moment.

Reminds me that Superb Owl time is almost upon us.

Yes, but I think they might have mentioned it at some point in the next 45 years. Maybe it was in the bathroom too. Although there was no toilet in the bathroom. That was in it’s own room. The past certainly is a foreign country.

I’m very sorry to hear of your family’s loss @brian, in the manner that it happened. It might have been even more traumatic if he had also visited and ended up on your bathroom floor instead. I’m not saying there is a bright side here. One of my grandmothers died while visiting our house when I was a kid but my parents covered it up so well that I…[Read more]

Hey @desperate-dan I’ll take a look this week.

Can’t have new upstarts on my parish.

Actually it’s good to see some fresh (young?) blood. The more blood the better in fact. Blood is better than tumbleweed as my old nan used to never say.

My runt did in fact nick Cody and Lay’s trophy @brianN. They’ve got another – I’m on the case. All hand-crafted in rustic surroundings.

Another runt. Ham ’em High 12-4. But I can’t upload my proof.  Anyone else had that sort of problem recently? I don’t feel I want to pester birdleader again, poor chap.

Just been on a rail journey between Flint and Stone.

Not doing birds but doing bird eh @brianN?

I’m on fire.

You need to tell us where you have been Brian. Money was on you being in the MiL’s dungeons. Or blown into the North Sea still clutching a ladder. Or just stuck in that BP cubicle with the dodgy lock that OB keeps saying he means to fix.