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What happens when you just run out of ideas? Page 3

Does noone else snort some coke and then go lie down in the garden for a bit?

Quote: Marc P @ November 17 2008, 5:21 PM GMT

If you are not writing to a commission you can do what the hell you like. Sit in the garden with a pot of earl grey tea and admire the babbling brook until inspiration strikes.

If you have a commission and a deadline to meet then I guess you do whatever it takes to get however much material you need ... done.

I can't remember where I heard it but I loved the line recently...

'Women wail. Men work.'

You have a babbling brook?

All I have is a canal with half a tramp floating in it.

Quote: Seefacts @ November 17 2008, 4:54 PM GMT

If I write something shit (oh, it DOES happen folks :P) I just look at myself in the mirror with revulsion.

I can't even look in the mirror. I just think "Ick!".

Quote: sootyj @ November 17 2008, 6:05 PM GMT

You have a babbling brook?

All I have is a canal with half a tramp floating in it.

Well, I have a lake with a fountain.

Still, it doesn't help...

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:12 PM GMT

I've just lost a tiny bit of respect for Marc upon discovering he drinks Earl Grey. That is the worst drink in the world ever.

F**k off is it. What do you drink? Assam?

Tea and coffee are both repulsive.

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:16 PM GMT

Well, coffee mostly. Sometimes tea that comes in funny shaped teabags made by chimps.

But never Earl Grey. Ugh. F**king hell. What is the matter with people.

It's the Bergamott oil that makes it taste ace.

Sometimes one doesn't always want a full on coffee rush.

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:27 PM GMT

What's your beverage of choice, Dolly? Absinthe?

Whiskey.

I like it so much I drink bergamot oil neat, hell I'm planning on injecting it.

Yeh but not the best thing to drink at work.

Unless your Ken Livingstone and look what happened to him.

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:12 PM GMT

I've just lost a tiny bit of respect for Marc upon discovering he drinks Earl Grey. That is the worst drink in the world ever.

Never tried it. But if it's good enough for Jean-Luc Picard it's good enough for me.

As long as it's hot.

It's nice on intermidable training days, where they've got giant hot water pots and those fancy wooden boxes of tea.

Which contain camomile, a tea only drunk by the evil.

Hey I like rooibsoch, except it's pronounced redbush and that was my undoing.

I was visiting a sheltered gardening service, where they make their own herbal teas.

I was offered a cup and said

"Ooh I'd love a redbush,"

To the flaming ginger woman manager.

But it's such a wonderfully pointless tea.

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:12 PM GMT

I've just lost a tiny bit of respect for Marc upon discovering he drinks Earl Grey. That is the worst drink in the world ever.

Tsk Tsk, Griff. I never said I drink Earl Grey. Monkey tea for me all the way and only with milk sugar and a fry up.

What I said was. 'If you are not writing to a commission you can do what the hell you like. Sit in the garden with a pot of earl grey tea and admire the babbling brook until inspiration strikes.'

Quote: Griff @ November 17 2008, 6:43 PM GMT

Particularly rooibosch.

Now that I can agree with.

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