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Mewh.... I'm not saying it's been turgid, but given that folks were raving about it {I reckon it was just the soft porn on the tele that everyone loved}

AND don't get ms started on Hemingway... I read fair well to arms. - shortish book. And she just dies in the end!!! Sorry that should have had a spoiler alert.

Ahem.

Are we to welcome you back, or can I be male about it and just pretend nothing happened?
I'm here today, wouldn't get all mushy not sure how frequent or often I'll be around still.
I thought the books were good but high fantasy is sorta my thing, so. There you have it.

Good now I don't have to read farewell to arms, that's one off the list ;)
 
I'm here today, wouldn't get all mushy not sure how frequent or often I'll be around still.
I thought the books were good but high fantasy is sorta my thing, so. There you have it.

Good now I don't have to read farewell to arms, that's one off the list ;)

I love fantasy. I just think his stuff is style over substance (strange given it's 7 books long)
I get the feeling it's an exercise in having lots of characters and locations and stuff... A lord of the rings wannabe
 
Did anyone get a decent view of the blood moon? I gave up and went to bed - fucking clouds :(
 
Don't knock it til you try it. X

Rich warm deep taste you can't get else where. Like whisky

Hard sell to a veggie though.... am also not keen on whiskey- I do that girlie thing of spluttering on the strength of it... probably a good job I struggle with hard spirits given my otherwise alcoholic tendencies...
 
Hard sell to a veggie though.... am also not keen on whiskey- I do that girlie thing of spluttering on the strength of it... probably a good job I struggle with hard spirits given my otherwise alcoholic tendencies...

Na! The whole continent of Australia was founded on Vegemite!?
 
Na! The whole continent of Australia was founded on Vegemite!?

Boveril is not the same as vegemite (or indeed it’s tastier cousin marmite...:D)

God I love the marmite, first time I had it I was teenager who accidentally ended staying with a male witch when attending some sort of socialist protest - true story... me and the young socialists parted company because I was a bit disillusioned with how posh they were and how they were genuinely a little shocked that I lived in the dodgy part of town... and it made me feel a bit ashamed which of course was my problem not theirs... but I struggled with pampered kids playing socialists- again, my problem, not theirs...

What were we talking about? Boveril... it was all my father in law could have before his colonoscopy... you’re welcome... :)
 
As long as they left him His bowel after the picture show... Those oncologists are a hoot!
Seriously, a normal person says come look at my holiday snaps of me and the wife by the Eiffel Tower... They go, hey look at this pollup of poop or some other shit...
 
As long as they left him His bowel after the picture show... Those oncologists are a hoot!
Seriously, a normal person says come look at my holiday snaps of me and the wife by the Eiffel Tower... They go, hey look at this pollup of poop or some other shit...

Not sure I know many ‘normal’ peeps who offer the holiday slideshow... but if you want my Eiffel Tower shots - it will be accompanied by a narrative about how fucking cold it was... even so, I loved it :D
 

The origins of Bovril... gleaned from Wikipedia...

In 1870, in the Franco-Prussian War, Napoleon III ordered one million cans of beef to feed his troops. The task of providing all this beef went to a Scotsman living in Canada named John Lawson Johnston. Large quantities of beef were available across the British Dominions and South America, but its transport and storage were problematic. Therefore, Johnston created a product known as 'Johnston's Fluid Beef', later called Bovril, to meet the needs of Napoleon III.[5] By 1888, over 3,000 UK public houses, grocers and dispensing chemists were selling Bovril. In 1889, the Bovril Company was formed.
 
The origins of Bovril... gleaned from Wikipedia...

In 1870, in the Franco-Prussian War, Napoleon III ordered one million cans of beef to feed his troops. The task of providing all this beef went to a Scotsman living in Canada named John Lawson Johnston. Large quantities of beef were available across the British Dominions and South America, but its transport and storage were problematic. Therefore, Johnston created a product known as 'Johnston's Fluid Beef', later called Bovril, to meet the needs of Napoleon III.[5] By 1888, over 3,000 UK public houses, grocers and dispensing chemists were selling Bovril. In 1889, the Bovril Company was formed.

That is properly fascinating... who knew that I’d learn the origins of boveril from a sex site...:D

Thank you, :heart:
 
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