Had to stop meditating today and go the collect the good mother. These photies were taken mostly coming back. The church is not called Cambusnethan Kirk. It's called Coltness Church.
Half way home and some joe has parked on the other side and there's only two lanes and some of the motorists on the other side were coming round the parked motor and into the Domestic Bliss's part of the road.
Some people are just a bit more territorial than some other folk, Jack! Isn't that the truth, Hotboy, isn't that the truth.
So, whereas more faint hearted folk might have slowed down or pulled over even further, the Domestic Bliss says you bastard, and gives it the gun. I was looking through the roadside window at this point, guiding the camera phone, and I watched the side mirrors of both cars go flashing past.
That's more like it, eh, Jack? It should be more like the demolition derby, especially with all the safety features these new motors have. As long as I'm in the back seat and the victims are in the front! Yo ho ho.
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Not sure whether I prefer the snow-capped stool samples in #3 or the UFO in #5.
Albert? I wondered if you'd spot the UFO. It's another message from the Alien Creatures on the dark side of the moon. Have you ever been in a car smash? Just asking. Hotboy p.s. Merry Christmas!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!
Anony! Merry Christmas to you too!! Hotboy
True Fact: Christmas is when the bowels are at their most irritated!
Hotters, I had a head-on in a beetle, wrote it off. The petrol tank's in the front but it didn't burst. Not my fault but they all say that.
It was after that that I started wearing a crash helmet when Dazzle was driving.
I say!
Merry Christmas, Hotters. How was your turkey?
A year's Wisden Cricket Monthly subscription for me, a bottle of MGT for Mrs M. Perfect.
MM III
Hi All! Just getting back to the computery thing after a couple of days off! Hotboy
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