You need to make sure they have a good grasp of your buttocks.
Quote: L.E. @ September 20 2013, 11:14 AM BSTThat is the bit I'm most terrified of.
I hate heights... let alone being dropped from them.
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Quote: L.E. @ September 20 2013, 11:14 AM BSTThat is the bit I'm most terrified of.
I hate heights... let alone being dropped from them.
That didn't stop you helping me hoist poor Robyn up on our shoulders on two separate occasions!
Quote: Jennie @ September 19 2013, 9:12 PM BSTIt's probably one of those secrets I should take to my grave. We were very much in love, until I found out he had shagged a 14 year old.
You know who you are.
Heh heh, since you have not, methinx, met any BCGers face to face YET.. This is all a figment of your over worked imagination..
Anyway being a dream it was probably a SAX offender, someone aged 14 who played a Sax badly.
We must have a meet soon that Jennie can came to.. 
Quote: zooo @ September 19 2013, 10:44 PM BSTFixed it!
It was very unpleasant being a man. He/I was at my old school and a gymnast.Very odd all round.
What was the syntax for reducing the pictures again?
Or is that Sin Tax to the poster... 
Quote: L.E. @ September 20 2013, 7:27 AM BSTL.E. took part in Sukkot yesterday and did something called "Shaking the Lulav".
That was the best!
Quote: L.E. @ September 20 2013, 7:27 AM BSTL.E. took part in Sukkot yesterday and did something called "Shaking the Lulav".
That's the trouble with the C of E.
Not enough dancing with fruit.
Quote: Lazzard @ September 20 2013, 12:18 PM BSTThat's the trouble with the C of E.
Not enough dancing with fruit.
Lots of fruity vicars though.
Traumatised after (i) seeing a picture of the Creepy Krankies in the local newspaper (ii) finding a large spider in the bowl which I was placing peeled veg in - shudder!
Spent last night in hospital after my boy was taken ill with severe stomach pains. The ex and eldest were down in London for a McFly concert so as I can't drive I had to call my sister to took us down to the walk in centre. There the charge nurse called A&E thinking it might be appendicitis so off we went to the main city hospital.
Took an age to be seen and by midnight the registrar thought it more likely a urinary infection. Following a few checks and a blood test (at 1.15am) we finally managed to get some sleep.
By this time my sister had long since left the hospital taking my youngest daughter back to her house. My ex and eldest didn't get back until nearly 2 because they missed the train they wanted from London.
Anyway, in my fold out bed all was quiet until going mad at around 5am with babies crying and one child with an incredibly disturbing cough. A few people came and went during the morning and a further diagnosis added a digestive complaint to the list of issues. Boy was quite tearful but I think it was more embarrassment by this stage - he'd been prodded about so much bless him. We weren't discharged until nearly 2.30pm with a massive box of 'stuff' to take over the next few weeks.
Still in my work clothes from the previous day I looked even more rough than usual and I had to go back into work for a meeting. That wasn't particularly great but it was at least productive.
No dramas tonight please.
Get well soon, Tuumble-Junior.
And a peaceful night for you, Daddy.
I remember those days all too well, unfortunately. However at least you have a good outcome.
Aw, poor Tuumble Junior.
(My sister and niece were at that concert too, I think!)
Ben may or may not have a sore throat coming on. A better diagnosis will be made tomorrow morning.
Yeah, get well soon to little Tuumble. Had my daughter at the docs yesterday with viral infection, not a lot of fun when they are piling on the homework at school too.
Poor old Tuumble. What else can go wrong for the lad.
Quote: Will Cam @ September 20 2013, 9:57 PM BSTPoor old Tuumble. What else can go wrong for the lad.
At least he's got us which I have found to be a huge help over the past year . . .