Vagueness and the Aftermath - A sporadic diary

[Kev B]

Some like it cold.


Beef stew.
Toast.
Bacon and egg sandwiches.
Chinese takeaway.
Baked beans.
KFC.

Am I a weirdo?

Yes you are. Every thing on that list has to be as hot as can be.

Good to have you back and with a bang. Those doggy piccies are superb.

[RED-DOG]

Likewise, I never you knew you'd mastered foreign languages "Is not electric fan, is viscous".  Chortled

Auction was a one time thing tbf - used to be a big auction in White City back in the day. A couple of mates of my Dad's were pretty wide boys for guys in the RAF and supplemented their incomes buying and selling cars they'd bought at auctions. Somehow led to me and my Dad, I was about 21 I think, heading to White City where we kicked a few tyres, both pretended we knew something and then, really quite naively, somehow managed to actually buy a car.

I now kind of treasure the memory of us doing that as, other than serial standard family gatherings, we didn't really do much 'man stuff' together

I know what you mean. We learn to sort the precious stuff from the dross as we get older, but some of the early stuff that slipped through the cracks is gone forever.

[tikay]

Great to see you return in such fine form, some real vintage Red-Dog writeage there Tom, love it.

[RED-DOG]

Some like it cold.


Beef stew.
Toast.
Bacon and egg sandwiches.
Chinese takeaway.
Baked beans.
KFC.

Am I a weirdo?

Yes you are. Every thing on that list has to be as hot as can be.

Good to have you back and with a bang. Those doggy piccies are superb.

Bloody Hell Kev, here I am trying to keep the old place tidy and you come steaming in and bugger up the quoting.


Don't you like any hot stuff cold?

I've just remembered rice pudding and breast of mutton.

[RED-DOG]

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

No no no no no..........


After getting thin and staying thin for months, it's all starting to go pear shaped.

Suddenly I can't stop eating crap, I do it in spite of myself and I've been like this for over a fortnight.

Was goin on?

[doubleup]

I had a Sierra in my "cars for less than £200" phase.  The engine spectacularly blew on the M8 with an enormous cloud of smoke Formula 1 style.  All was not lost though, as a Mr Lusby paid £300 for the reg LUS 13Y.  

[booder]

Great to see you return in such fine form, some real vintage Red-Dog writeage there Tom, love it.

[RED-DOG]

I had a Sierra in my "cars for less than £200" phase.  The engine spectacularly blew on the M8 with an enormous cloud of smoke Formula 1 style.  All was not lost though, as a Mr Lusby paid £300 for the reg LUS 13Y.  

I love the idea of a "cars for less than £200" phase. When was that, I'm guessing somewhere around your early twenties.

In my early twenties I had a "Cars that I painted myself" phase. That was interesting.

One of mine blew up on the M1. It wasn't registered in my name so I abandoned it and thumbed a lift home. The Police had it towed away and then traced me through the cars auction records. I had to pay for the towing, the storage and a cushty little fine to boot.

[RED-DOG]

We always have the heating in the bedroom set at very low to off completely, but the other night it was quite nippy and as I wanted to read for half an hour I got into bed with my socks on.

Then I went to sleep without removing them and what's more, I liked it. I've done it again several times since.

It's a slippery slope.

[RED-DOG]

I can't be doing with pyjamas though. I wore some once in hospital and they tried to strangle me during the night.

[RED-DOG]

And dressing gowns. I can't work out what they're for.

Does anyone in real life, (Except women) actually own a dressing gown? I mean, what's the point? If you want to get dressed, get dressed. If you don't, don't.

[RED-DOG]

Dressing gowns weren't invented when I was young and do you know why? Back then we were either sleeping, working, out on the pull or playing snooker. No one had time to sit around half naked, wrapped in a blanket with sleeves on like Noel bleeding Coward.

[tikay]

And dressing gowns. I can't work out what they're for.

Does anyone in real life, (Except women) actually own a dressing gown? I mean, what's the point? If you want to get dressed, get dressed. If you don't, don't.

Think that's a bit out of order, Tom. Refined, sophisticated sorts wear dressing gowns. Ralph will have one, for sure, as will nirvana. Naturally, I have one.

[Skippy]

And dressing gowns. I can't work out what they're for.

Does anyone in real life, (Except women) actually own a dressing gown? I mean, what's the point? If you want to get dressed, get dressed. If you don't, don't.

What do you wear between bed and the shower?

[RED-DOG]

And dressing gowns. I can't work out what they're for.

Does anyone in real life, (Except women) actually own a dressing gown? I mean, what's the point? If you want to get dressed, get dressed. If you don't, don't.

What do you wear between bed and the shower?

Nothing, or, if modesty dictates, my trousers.

If I'm changing my trousers I go in wearing the old ones and come out wearing the new/clean ones.

Dressing gowns are OK for people of a certain station in life, but just you try walking in to Attercliffe slipper baths looking like Zap Brannagan and see what happens.

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