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Start of season 3, so would be 1989.

King Abdullah II of Jordan was in Star Trek Voyager

Vanessa Williams was in Deep Space Nine

Bob Kelso from Scrubs (Ken Jenkins) was in Star Trek: TNG

Angry Glasgow residents object to proposals for new flats They don't look particularly angry

Luncheon is for the aristocracy.

I used to get this a fair bit. In the civil service I got back to back promotions, managing a team if folk all at least 10 years older than me. That felt harder than it was (I am still friends with most of them) It goes away with experience. About 3 years ago I realised that nobody says no to me at work. Folk do what I ask. I started making changes that I would never have dared to do beforehand. Huge changes. Stopped being timid or asking permission. Just been doing shit, and challenging others to do the same. I couldn't have done this 5 years ago. Give it time and experience.

The Innuendo Society has seen a huge rise in it's members.

My dog ate all the scrabble tiles so I took him to the vet.... No word yet.

My missus once bought me a pen with a drawing of a cock on it. Apparently to remind me "not to be a knob" I never did take it to my office.

I have noticed that the folk arguing that lunch is dinner, dinner is tea, lunch no longer exists, and tea is also tea, are chipper-bothering Dundonians. Huge relief. I was worried that this was a real thing for a minute.

Not at all! I never joke about lesbian prison sex acts.

"Would you like some tea?" "Yes please, I am parched. " "Here is some Spaghetti Bolognese and garlic bread"

Schumacher was the runner-up in 1997 (though disqualified), 1998, and would have won in 1999 if his leg wasn't broken. It was very much the case that the wins and championships were on their way. Even in 96 Schumacher utterly out-performed the car.

That should be in the Profanisaurus. Oiling up the baseball bat, taking Captain Picard to warp speed, hoisting your own beams.

"Hey sexy lady, I'd like to invite you to dinner." "Sounds good. When shall we meet?" "Half past noon" See what I mean?

By acceptable, I think you mean utter deviants. Normal is right, though.

Driving round the Falkirk area is just about impossible now. Gas, electrics and water have dug up loads of the roads in the towns and villages. If you manage to find a section of road without roadworks on them, you have to swerve around to avoid the craters that make up 40% of the road surface. Take an example - the roundabout at the Klondyke Garden Centre, which joins the M9 and heads to Grangemouth. It underwent a huge upgrade about 2 years ago, and the surface is horrendous. Potholes have joined forces and formed a posse. I assume it's the same story elsewhere in the country but it's just really annoying the hell out of me right now that I cannot go anywhere without stopping at temporary lights or having my skeleton rattled as my car goes over what feels like railway sidings.

I remember playing Under 11's football. We were in a mini bus going from Alloa to Falkirk, over the Kincardine Bridge and one boy genuinely thought we had gone into England. He'd never been out of Alloa before.

He's been outed now as @Melanius Mullarkey He's been on P&B for years...

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Tried watching the eclipse through a colander but it strained my eyes.

Ferrari won the driver's title in 1979 then 2000 (21 years) They wonnthe constructors title in 1983 and 1999 (16 years) Currently 17 and 16 years since they won these titles, but unlike the Schumacher era there is no sign that they are about to become dominant.

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