Embattle
FH is my second home
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- Dec 22, 2003
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Sure, TdC iwas alive and when we last spoke, I’ll pass onn your regards when we next catch up
Indeed give my regards to the silver fox.
Sure, TdC iwas alive and when we last spoke, I’ll pass onn your regards when we next catch up
If you don't tell him you love him, he'll never come back...@Yoni please tell Teedles I miss him and explain I aren't on Facebook anymore due to twats. Tell him I miss him.
I was looking at AC but the running costs are pretty high.
Shitloads for a few days a year - and you'd use it for days you normally wouldn't grumble at.50p an hour perhaps, moreso with the energy cap rises. But compare that to something like running a car and it's nothing at all tbh, especially when it keeps you nice and cool and lets you get on with whatever you want. Like work.
But bikes are great and don't require ongoing carbon emissionsmeh, people tell me the same thing about bicycles and their value, I don't care. If I want it I'll have it.
But bikes are great and don't require ongoing carbon emissions
Nope - I let the farmer bring his.Haven't you got cows?
But bikes are great and don't require ongoing carbon emissions
I love you Teedles!If you don't tell him you love him, he'll never come back...
The dog or your son?Took my dog + son for a walk this morning around 9 and had to stop in my in laws after a couple of miles, poor little bugger was frozen
Both!!The dog or your son?
Didn't get that much but christ it is cold but like do like a white December!About an inch. WFH so not that bothered. Scraped the wife's car, was quicker than if it was ice. Roads will likely be fucked round here.
I remember when at school and it was snowing we could not wait to get outside at breaktime, now I understand that they keep the kids in for H&S reasons? WTF!Ireland really doesn't deal well with properly cold weather; everyone on the road has turned into a doddery old pensioner. They're also talking about closing schools; ffs put a coat on you twats. I used to go out in my shirtsleeves in colder than this when I was a lad.