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...which lists 40 names past & present. Remember this is historical, so those who are long gone also remain culpable. And then drill down to individual clubs and then the members, and doubtless supporters. It was endemic and many ar5es need skelping, from top to bottom (pun intended).

There's another problem related to this effect. The Earth's polarity swaps North & South at irregular intervals - this could happen at any time. Every device (or person) calibrated to work in their current hemisphere will require to be traded with equivalent machines from across the great equatorial divide when this happens. Existing compasses will continue to be usable by you must remember to hold them upside down when in use or you may end up descending mountains via the 1000 foot sheer drop to the (new)north as opposed to the steady stroll (new)south. Oh - and the Southern Cross becomes the Northern Cross, the Northern Lights the Southern Lights, the NC500 the SC500 etc etc etc.

Haud oan! It's not failed, it's just dodgy looking sample - there's a huge proportion of these that are just reporting a possible thing to look at - a false positive, but better that than missing things.. So no panic on health grounds. If you feel like panicking however, the Cleanprep or whatever requires drinking 33 litres of heavy undrinkable thick water for 12 hours before - that's hard work. (Slight exaggerations). And it's not a camera - it's a swiss army knife they use. Camera and torch (for obvious reasons), snipping tool and bucket to collect samples of anything interesting such as polyps, tumours or that pack of cocaine that you forgot to drop off to your pal in Barlinnie last week. And sometimes things get held up by the tube not making it round a bend. The best bit is getting to watch the inside of your colon on-screen as they shove the tube about about -vaguely Dr Whoish. They're usually a nice bunch of people who will make you feel at ease despite having to look at your anus. Don't reveal which team you support just in case the operator is a (insert worst possible club here). All the best for a good day out and a good outcome.

Yep. But not a lot worse than persons doon sooth who use hehbs instead of uuurbs. As usual, I guess it's only us who are right and speak proper.

Jeremy's quite right though - it's heritage, innit? Like burning witches, naval press ganging, sending children up chimneys when they're not down mines, tugging forelocks, slavery and only very rich men getting a parliamentary election vote. He'll make a great PM - as indeed would any of the Magnificent 11. (12?). Like a choice of which 11 food poisonings would be the best for you.

It actually looks like a discharge. Hope you're out and about, getting fully recovered and getting decent home food soon. And yes, that first decent mouthful after being hospital-starved for your own good can be beyond description. I'm almost nostalgic for it.

According to the Glasgow Herald, yesterday was the anniversary (in 1872) of the USA patent for the first doughring cutter by one John Blondel - a sea Captain. Allegedly he "invented the hole" (sic), so he could slip the doughnut over the handle of his ship's wheel while snacking and steering. cue Kenneth WIlliams.

Your optimism does you great credit, Joey.

Some people take their drink by the suitcase...

Potentially a bitch, as with a couple of members of the Cabinet.

I guess they'd never visited Hong Kong then. Fun Fact : The 1967 Washington Whips were some soccer team albeit of the DC variety. The subsequent season (their last) they fielded the only one-armed player in NASL history. Hopefully not the goalkeeper.

Kurt Cobain was born and brought up in Aberdeen. (Nirvana : "a transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self". Sounds like an afternoon at Pittodrie right enough). Ok, it was Aberdeen, Washington State, USA.

The Rev. Ron is always worth a read. Great ex-newspaper columnist (Herald & P&J) and former minister (St Magnus Cathedral, Kirkwall latterly). And always eager to proclaim/preach his love of his team in any circumstances. A proper fan. (Must get round to reading "Black Diamonds and the Blue Brazil" myself). Here's a specimen of his world from what must now be seen as happier days, although it didn't seem so at the time. https://www.scottishreview.net/RonFerguson255a.html

Might be a problem getting it to flush away.

The appreciation of fellow classicists is true reward in itself. I thank you.

Nah. It's Alexander the Great's Seahorse.

Just about every advert these days includes the phrase "Award Winning" without any detail of what when and why they got the self-proclaimed award. Even more meaningless than "By Royal Appointment". That said, I have to confess that I'm an "Award Winning" landscape artist. A student teacher on placement read us a story and got us to paint a picture from what we'd heard. My greatest achievement in P6 was winning a wee prize for that. Actually, make that my greatest ever achievement.

Dewey decimal as Zen. From a book I can't remember. Sorry I can't add any more puns - I guess they've got a shelf life. (I've signed, by the way)

See that Graham Carey is heading to Perth. Would he have been a good fit for County in 2022? Or is it a case of never-go-back?

The good news : the Cooncil have surfaced a potholed road just outside town. The bad news : it wasn't scraped and resurfaced - just topped off so, instead of potholes there are sunken drain covers now inches below the level of the road which replace the impact of driving over the potholes. Like potholes they can be avoided but only by driving on the wrong side of the road, which is not always a good option. No surprise that this thread is on page 6869

Any ideas if this tournament & this same trophy will reemerge in years to come as Chuck/WIlliam gets the crown? (And his Lordship has that smug superior look simply because Lords just know that they are superior to the grey bunneted football hoardes.)

I'll sit on the fence. Think this needs a try-out in a competitive league for a season. Sounds a bit like comparing shys in hockey versus those in shinty . Or install an ice-hockey style fence round the pitch so the ball stays in play and players can also bounce off it and not collapse over hoardings. That'd also keep pitch-invaders and managers off the grass.

Danny developed into John Martyns very very very heavy-drinking onstage/offstage buddy occasionally resulting in the odd scrap on or offstage. Seen him with Pentangle and Richard T. Played with hunners of fine musicians but can there be any finer accolade than having played on the original Thunderbirds theme?

Film from the days before the phrase "Look away now if you don't want to know the score" was coined. Lovely stuff.

I suspect you meant "So much wrong in one tw(A)t". A lesson in the importance of dumping yer accent for a pseudo-Oxbridge one.