Just scored a job there. Any one in the area know anything about renting cheap digs in the manor?
That dear old chap, Pip tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: I must admit it's a beautiful part of the country. Spent most of the weekend down there and even in the rain on Friday afternoon it was lovely. Thinking of trying to rent or buy one of those large static caravan things - probably be able to rent it out after the contract ends. Traffic did seem a little heavy - apparently they'll soon be opening a new bridge over the river which will make it better.
It's a 'glad to be alive' day almost every day. That's a smart idea. Plenty of them about, too. So I see: http://www.edmund-nuttall.co.uk/news/january2007/taw_bridge.html Due to hand over in May - and they're ahead of schedule! What do they think they're doing to the rep of the Great British Workman? That should make a hell of a difference, actually.
A nice run from there to Hartland Quay for the hill climbs. Worth a visit anyway for a walk along the coastal path. -- +-------------------------------------------------------------+ | Pete Fisher at Home: | | Voxan Roadster Gilera Nordwest Yamaha WR250Z | | Gilera GFR Moto Morini 2C/375 | +-------------------------------------------------------------+
That dear old chap, ogden tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: Dunstable - a place of outstanding natural nastyness.
That dear old chap, Eiron tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: I think Luton is a paradise in comparison.
Aha! "Piddletrenthide (n) A trouser stain caused by a wimbledon(1). Not to be confused with a botley(2). 1. Wimbledon (n) That last drop which, no matter how much you shake it, always goes down your trouser leg. 2. Botley (n) The prominent stain on a man's trouser crotch seen on his return from the lavatory. A botley proper is caused by an accident with the push taps, and should not be confused with any stain caused by insufficient waggling of the willy (see: piddletrenthide)." I quote, of course, from that inestimable source of knowledge, The Meaning Of Liff.
My sister had 2 x blocks of flats with 20 flats per block down in Barnstaple. She got rid of them all when she saw sense. She moved back oop norf too. -- Beav VN 750 Zed 1000 OMF# 19
That dear old chap, Champ tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: My new boss is a keen surfist. I'm supposed to be getting some pics for a website for him - as soon as there is a decent surf and decent light. I do have a wetsuit as it happens... Ignore Bear. I have often been complimented on my fine physique.
That dear old chap, Bear tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: It's not string. It's magic bailer twine.
It's not string. It's magic bailer twine. [/QUOTE] The sign of a true country person is a length of bailing twine in your pocket.
That dear old chap, Mick tugged on his pipefull of old shag and said: I always carry a bit of string - marvellous stuff.