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As if I'm judging her on that kind of thing man. I mean I'm reasonably sure she's pretty and all, but she can hold her own in a conversation about Carrie Underwood album tracks and that's what *really* matters.

By some quirk of fortune or coercion, the Fish's lass is really lovely. I hope to God she realises the error of her ways before it reaches the marriage stage.

Aye, true enough

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba butter, oh I could eat all night and I probably will But I'd sooner smear some lard right on to a slice of Hovis Yeah yeah yeah

David Edgar, there's one.

Wey he's certainly not mine.

Do Canio? I wouldn't do him with yours.

...make her inspect the dusty old relics?

I was going to say Paul Robinson (despite Gullit using him as a pawn) but apparently we had him from the ages of 19 to 21, which isn't exactly "youngster" territory. James Coppinger maybe? Huntington was quite hot in a scally kind of way. Still not entirely sure why we turfed him while holding on to Ramage.

It was an equaliser on the night, putting France ahead on aggregate. Without it, the only thing the Irish were guaranteed was the lottery of penalties™. Of course that was the year FIFA made a late change to introduce seeding to the play-offs after their precious France and Portugal failed to get through automatically. Now that's something Ireland, Bosnia and co. should still be angry about.

I love the way that myth has established itself.

Can't believe you thought this was a good enough reason to ruin your tantalising record of 50,001 posts with a final contribution of "I was thinking that like. About cooking a curry from a classic Italian cook book I mean. I've already had a wank."

They could have saved themselves all those words by just writing "Pop music still exists".

Oh christ

Why risk diluting the Bulleit?

Congratulations! For this, I mean, but the badminton thing too.

He doesn't watch the dregs either. Which is a shame really, I'd love to have seen a legendary Luxembourg win myself.

3-2. Epic.

at pretty much everything since I last posted

Mama Cass, Joni Mitchell, Judy Collins and Joan Baez performing together at a festival in Big Sur in 1968. Modern life is fucking rubbish.

It might sound like back-pedalling, but bear in mind I'm talking from the perspective of a household where there's two people, neither of whom eat a huge amount of bread. If you're 4-5 people and there's a buttered slice at the side of every plate at every meal, you won't have quite the same issues.

"Nut & Raisin Dispenser"

If that's how you see yourself, go ahead and buy.

It generally tastes better than shop-bought where shop-bought = "£1.50 or less". It generally tastes equal to the "artisanal" loaves you can pick up for more than that. It (and the "artisanal" loaves) generally keep for a fraction of what the shop-bought loaves keep for. There are good reasons for that, but if you're feeding yourself filth generally, the provenance of your bread is negligible. It generally ends up costing about the same as a bought "artisanal" loaf. If you're using a ready mix, you're not baking.