That's a very futuristic building in the first pho...

2008-03-20T17:19:00.000Z

That's a very futuristic building in the first photo....now tell me it was built in 1920s....I like the look of the second one much better!

I'm OK on the smell of parmesan...

So now you are Vice Chair? There's a joke there somewhere, will leave it for Bungus to make....I don't do filing either (but then I don't hold such a prestigious position) a pile of papers with cup of tea on top is my idea.

Please tell Y that my posh frock is staying in the wardrobe, it will probably be trousers and cashmere for me on Saturday. I don't intend being cold !

Hope the snow-ploughs are out on the M1 for you tomorrow....

Wednesday, March 19, 2008Sandra says I was wrong t...

2008-03-20T16:25:00.000Z

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Sandra says I was wrong to tell you that if I had helped erect the furniture it would not have taken a month. She says it would still be in the boxes.

I like both pictures but do not recognize the part of ‘new’ Nottingham in the first one.
The reflective pic of you flanked by acid edged panes is most appealing. I took one not too dissimilar at Sandra’s sister’s.

I have never got to grips with the idea of ‘filing’. I just have piles of paper.

According to my Longman’s Dictionary.
Cockpit :
1a. a pit or enclosure for cockfights.
1b. a place noted for bloody, violent, or prolonged conflict.
2a. The afterpart of the orlop (lowest deck) deck of a man-of-war, formerly used as quarters for midshipmen and for the treatment of the wounded in battle.
2b. A well or recess below deck level from which a small vessel(eg, a yacht) is steered.
2c. A space in the fuselage of an aeroplane for the pilot and sometimes the crew or passengers.
2d the driver’s compartment in a racing car or sports car.
One can see the logical progression.

Have you tried white or red pudding? Do you fancy the deep-fried Scottish version?
Sandra feels the same about it as Yvonne.

I didn’t find Lynn Barber’s Delia article ‘strange’ at all.

Phrasing a question so that it elicits the reply Yes or No is a good idea but wouldn’t necessarily work.
"Is this the way to the bus-station please?" could meet with
“Ah my good friend, you are going the opposite way. You need to turn round, take the first left… etc.

You may be right but I do not see an obvious similarity between cyrillic and Greek script. Yours below looks like Sanscrit to me!

You never answered my query. Is it Garry Cox?

I agree that the smell of Parmesan either appeals or not. I have seen people get really excited in arguing about it. If you don’t like it I don’t think you would like asafoetida either; if using it I always dip my wet finger in and lick it. And I always licked the cork of the bottle of halibut oil with which I was dosed as a child.

I will reserve further comment on The Dancing Slipper until I have consulted Sandra who lived in Edwalton and who recalled it as starting over the TBI and who has never, to my knowledge, been a jazz fan.

I wrote a (not very distinguished) poem about cheese :

THIS MAN WENT INTO A CHEMIST'S SHOP

This man went into a chemist's shop.
'Can I see the Parmesan?'
'What?'
'The Parmesan. . . The man who does the recipes.'
'You mean the Pharmacist!
who makes up the prescriptions.'
'Well? Can I see him?'
'I'll see.'

'Yes sir? What can I. . . ?'
'Are you the Parmesan?'
'No sir. I'm the assistant Pharmacist.'
'But I want to see the Parmesan'
'Well sir, I'm sorry.
I'm afraid
that that's Hard Cheese.'

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