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  1. I'm at Milton Keynes this Sunday. (Tomorrow.) Coffee anyone? :thumbsup:

    ....

    I'm also in MK tomorrow actually.

    Would be excellent to grab a coffee with you (either or both of you!) but not sure if it will be logistically feasible:-

    My wife is doing the Race for Life thing at Campbell Park (starts at 11:00).

    When the 'Race' is underway, I shall be doing a quick shop with my daughter then meeting up with the missus again for a bit of family shopping & a Muck-Donalds lunch before heading off. This has all been planned (by her indoors) for months so any change of plans suggestions on my part will most likely result in two items precious to me being removed with rusty pruning shears.

    Fastfreddy2 - I have your mobile no. & will call or text if a window of opportunity should show itself. Will also 'keep em peeled' for you as I wander about the place.

    I'm still very much up for it in respect of a proper shopping trip.

    a lack of free time at weekends + school half-term hols + a backlog at work has been putting it on hold thus far.

    <actually, I like the scent of Old Spice very much! :smile: >

  2. A man goes into a pub, and the barmaid asks what he wants.

    'I want to bury my face in your cleavage and lick the sweat from between your breasts' he says.

    'You dirty git' shouts the barmaid, 'get out before I fetch my husband.'

    The man apologises and promises not to repeat his gaffe.

    The barmaid accepts this and asks him again what he wants.

    'I want to pull your pants down, spread yoghurt between the cheeks of your arse and lick it all off' he says.

    'You dirty filthy pervert. You're barred. Get out.' she storms.

    Again the man apologises and swears never ever to do it again.

    'One more chance' says the barmaid. 'Now what do you want?'

    'I want to turn you upside down, fill your lady garden with Guinness, and then drink every last drop.'

    The barmaid is furious at this personal intrusion, and runs upstairs to fetch her husband, who's sitting quietly watching the telly.

    'What's up, Love?' he asks.

    'There's a man in the bar who wants to put his head between my breasts and lick the sweat off' she says.

    'I'll kill him. where is he?' storms the husband.

    'Then he said he wanted to pour yoghurt down between my arse cheeks And lick it off' she screams.

    'Right. He's dead' says the husband, reaching for a cricket bat.

    'Then he said he wanted to turn me upside down, fill my lady garden with Guinness and then drink it all' she cries.

    The husband puts down his bat and returns to his armchair, and switches the telly back on.

    Aren't you going to do something about it?' she cries hysterically.

    'Look love - I'm not messing with someone who can drink 12 pints of Guinness...

  3. This Real Life Meetings section has taken on a strong international flavour lately (or should I say flavor?). Great for all you US, Canadian & continental folk. But what about us Brits? It's time for someone to sort out another UK mini-meet, I reckon. C'mon guys - let's get posting our ideas / suggestions / requests / thoughts / hopes / dreams, etc. for the next venue and hopefully someone will pick up the ball and start running with it!

  4. The option I need - PANIC! - isn't there! has only happened to me once though, when my next door neighbour called & I was in the kitchen wearing stiletto kneeboots. keeping them on wasn't an option so i had to hurriedly remove & go to the door barefoot. it was unbelievably difficult to get them off for some reason - i very nearly strained something! - probably due to sheer panic. I would be a lot cooler about it if it happened again :roll:

  5. Lovely shoesies. well done. so what was the buying experience like? Was it a high street shop? did you try on in-store? Was the sales assistant phased when you bought them? Did you carry them out with head held high, or scuttle away feeling like you've just robbed a bank? :roll:

  6. I didn't do the wedge streetheeling in the end! and I feel like I have let you all down! :o I tried the wedge boots on a couple of days ago. They fitted well and seemed to be quite easy to walk in. They just felt "clompy" for want of a better word. I usually enjoy the feeling that I get wearing high heels, but with these wedges, I just felt lead-footed and about as poised & elegant as Herman Munster. I was in half a mind to wear them anyway to see if the streetheeling changed my mind about them. Then the postman dropped off these beauties (see pic below) That was it. Goodbye to the idea of streetheeling in cheap wedges, hello to the same in a pair of high quality leather ankle boots. Only trouble was, I downed a few too many flagons of ale during the evening so my plan - to wear them on the train home, through the station & 1/2 a mile or so across town was scuppered slightly. I did wear them a bit but as we all know, stilettos and insobriety are not good bedfellows. For some reason there was also tons of traffic on the roads where usually the streets are near-deserted. I managed a drunken teeter for a few hundred yards but it was actually quite hard going so it was soon off with the heels & back on with the trainers. :-? My lovely ankle boots are now at the back of the wardrobe. Next outing date unknown :roll: As for the wedge boots - they will be appearing on an eBay page near you sometime soon! :D

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