tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post3030864059873849914..comments2023-10-29T14:15:18.570+00:00Comments on Curlews in the Goyt: Back to RealityThe Birdwatcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05682268406484192602noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-39590255887918728772007-10-18T07:35:00.000+00:002007-10-18T07:35:00.000+00:00Fiwa - They were comatose o the bus. People gave m...Fiwa - They were comatose o the bus. People gave me funny looks as if too say have you given these kids something? I retreated behnd the paper and read of Englands semi final glory.The Birdwatcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05682268406484192602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-11524299020130966292007-10-18T07:34:00.000+00:002007-10-18T07:34:00.000+00:00ILTV - It was a hut not a shed, but I too remember...ILTV - It was a hut not a shed, but I too remember the as much salad as you can eat deals. Happy carefree days.<BR/><BR/>Reg - Its the modern world. I don't even understand the language anymore. The Weasel in particular is incomprehensible, except when she wants something. Mind you humour transends the generations. I played them some old Monty Python clips that they thought were really funny.The Birdwatcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05682268406484192602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-26178448518087475232007-10-17T16:56:00.000+00:002007-10-17T16:56:00.000+00:00wow, 4 young boys on public transit. that is brav...wow, 4 young boys on public transit. that is brave, but I guess they were probably sedated by the lack of sleep. Hmmm... the bowling does sound a bit frentic. I remember going to midnight rock&bowl where they would turn off the overhead lights and only light up the lanes and pins, and of course play rock music. those were the days...fiwahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04816465372283594972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-25183634065636783332007-10-17T11:30:00.000+00:002007-10-17T11:30:00.000+00:00Fear not!! You are not alone in standing at the "p...Fear not!! You are not alone in standing at the "poor, bewildered and old" end of the ground.<BR/> Never forget, the world today has branded us weird and out of touch because we think a) sleep-overs involve sleep, b) train journeys involve trains not trains and buses and c) delicious and good-for-you toppings on pizzas are what make them appetising and distinguishable, one from another.<BR/> It's not so much that my wife doesn't understand me, it's that I don't understand ANYTHING anymore!Barry Lawrencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11000494244277958295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-16679196463809639662007-10-16T21:20:00.000+00:002007-10-16T21:20:00.000+00:00I used to eat the toppings off pizzas and leave th...I used to eat the toppings off pizzas and leave the base. . .<BR/><BR/>now I opt for a salad<BR/><BR/>much easier but not as much fun<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/>(actually that's in Pizza Express - not the Shed; I remember the Shed in student days tho, where one used to build a kind of upside down Millenium Dome out of breadsticks and cucumber slices and therefore cram three times as much salad into one's bowl)I, Like The Viewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00423569600315825506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-83691078928894638902007-10-16T19:55:00.000+00:002007-10-16T19:55:00.000+00:00:) We once piled seven into my MGBGT, four of them...:) We once piled seven into my MGBGT, four of them were nurses. I didn't make it any easier but it was much more fun.The Birdwatcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05682268406484192602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33374261.post-24324469451727306392007-10-16T18:09:00.000+00:002007-10-16T18:09:00.000+00:00When I was a kid and my dad would take me and a do...When I was a kid and my dad would take me and a dozen friends somwhere, we would all pile in the back, with a few in the boot. <BR/><BR/>Life got easier when he bought a hatchbackKim Ayreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02656677501116622953noreply@blogger.com