Girl with the Bloke with a dirt track...........

Abby Lee has just posted this brilliant piece

Yuk!

Sexy time in Margate!

My new friend in the Blogosphere, Franny Oapen, has just published this post about her firms Xmas bash.

It was held somewhere in Cliftonville. Now I have to tell you when I was a small boy, this sleepy part of Margate wasn't even affected by the Mods and Rockers invasion in 1964, nor the Beatles concert at the Winter Gardens in the previous year. But this is 2006, and the world of Borat and his "sexy time". Partial frontal nudity is now the norm.

How low we've sunk.

English Language - usage and abusage.

Had to laugh on the way back to Euston from Manchester ( the 15.11) earlier today. The Virgin train "manager" came on the intercom and delivered in his best gutteral, "nah wot I meen" dialect and uttered something like - "the twain will be stoppin' at Stoke-on-Twent soas we can sort out the electrix". He continued bravely. "we will be there for about four to five minutes".

Unfortunately, the speed of his oration, meant that certain fellow passengers ( or customers, as they are now called) thought he said "Fawty-five". "Oh my Gawd"! shreiked the chavette over to my left. (She was no doubt pondering about the fact that her assignation with "Terry" or "Lee" would be delayed) Within a few seconds normal service had resumed, as our magnificent train manager, realising the error of his ways, slowly repeated over the intercom "four......to......five minutes.....so about five minutes, not fawtyfive minutes". Ironic applause would have been heard all over the Potteries.

You see, this could have been avoided if one just enounciated one's speech a little better.

Aw wight!