Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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When all this first happened, last week, I was sure that I would not want or be able to mention it at all on this blog. Now, however. I feel...
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This is Keith in the car park of Moel Famau country park this morning. We decided that, as Christmas day this year was going to be a q...
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Mother, you're deeply sad...
Reputedly, Kristina Rihanoff has had that effect on a large number of men.
YP, would that be a 'suggestive' comment, then? ;)
ED, you never did understand my sense of humour! :(
I can't believe the state some people are getting themselves into on the message boards, outraged that our John lives to dance another day. I for one thoroughly enjoy his performances. Saturday's was hilarious.
I agree, JJ. The makers of the programme invited him to be a contestant, so to start criticising him and being negative towards him causes me to wonder why they asked him in the first place. Even his dance partner is quoted as saying that she thinks the judges are being ageist.
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