Scarlet Pimple

So, Oddquine, is this the "Chickens Coming Home to Roost" scenario, then, for those who opted for the safety net of the "Westminster Attachment at The Hip" protocol? Goodenness Garryacious. What a surprise!

ICT Roughi Quite an ambitious thought that you have there. Another Juanjo would please me . ...

DD==er, do I detect a slight wift of sarcasm there? I have no idea because I can't remember the scene.

A tipsy Slovak, a sailor boy, goes into a pub in Hamburg, Germany, sits down at the bar, looks at the guy sitting next to him and says... "My name's Vyshinski - Vyshinski, with a hyphen. What's yours?" The Scotsman, also a mariner, looks him up and down and replies " a whisky and a steiner of good beer, laddie."

That's not a seagull, Ten4--that's an Albatross.

Was Vettle Andersen a Swede? Here are two identical twins, the Sedin brothers. They come from Sweden and look quite like this lad, Vettle. They play ice hockey for the Vancouver Canucks and one is the captain. Very talented and skilled but now beginning to age... http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFegqbTk3zY/TulsHoKOX-I/AAAAAAAAM2s/ibTRfbp9j2c/s1600/sedins1.jpg

Better get into them from the get-go. Build up a few goals if at all possible. Hamilton have had their ups and downs but if they score early it could be a hard road for us to get back on top. Our defense must be solid right from the off. Anyway, it looks as if this will be another good game for the spectators.

Great video and it looks as if it was a good weather night too. Thanks for that. Tremarco seems like a strong and very determined player and coming on with determination. Boy, there is confidence and verve in this team ICT and they look hungry. I love the colours and professional look of the team strip. Now they are looking like an up and coming, top class, well managed outfit. This team seems as if it is developing well and is becoming stronger and stronger by the minute. I am very glad for John Hughes. This type of performance and attitude vindicates his being hired and also his style of football.

Is this photo of the raining stairs by any chance? As for Bill Murray, I see your point. I felt there was no use arguing with him and that he was going to do what he wanted regardless. The truth is that he never taught me any other subject other then gym and the only real encounter I did have with him was when he allowed me to run half the park to score a try in a rugby practice game----that was the practice when I remember seeing the pavilion we have been discussing--- and he chalked it off. When I asked him why he did that, since I thought it was a legitimate try, he said.." it was a knock on but I just wanted to see what you would do." Not the answer that brings music to the ears I'm afraid. I still think it was not a knock on...sniff.

What an incredible photo. Can hardly recognize the street now. But I can see High Street on yonder horizon. How narrow these streets were in these days. Keep it going IHE .

The comment from IHE about my experience in the basement of the Chemist shop is as troubling as my story--perceptually inflicted? I do believe the modern medical category she would fall under would not be insane, deluded or deranged but delightfully determined to diddle in the semi darkness of dem dar drug depository. I take it you do not want to hear about my downfall in the hedgerows of the Bumbers Lane when I was 12 then? I assure you it was deliberate dalliance that alas, alack came to nought...merely a show and tell tale. Except that the female form became of greater interest after that. And now I expect to hear from Bughtmaster or some other aged fella whose memory matches his hormones--fading.

When are you coming over to Canada IHE? If you think a Moose is big (about 1500 lbs) wait till you see the birds. The Robins are about 3-4 times the size of yours. The Eagles are magnificent and the salmon that come up the Fraser rive,r and The Adams river up North, in their millions are sometimes as large as, I dunno, 30-40 lbs. If you see a well-fed brown (or black) bear feeding herself up for the winter and she does not have her cubs with her this means she is alone and has got rid of them. That's why she is feeding hard on blackberries and some bears are biggggg!. Grizzlies can reach 12 feet in height and you just prepare yourself before you enter the forested area and you should have a gun with you . No use climbing a tree either because they will get you as sure as guns are guns. No use running either because they will overtake you pronto quick. The coyotes are sleek, move in packs, and are as bold as brass. They won't hesitate to stop and give you a baleful look as they pass below you as you watch them from your back deck. If they were in a pack I would not go near them. A single coyote would probably run if you ran at him. The wolves are not huge but large enough to suggest that you had better walk softly and carry a big blunderbuss. Invariably they hunt in packs. The Huskies that pull the Arctic sleds are brave and hard working and frankly lovable since they have big hearts and a never-say-die spirit. In a bad winter they wear little boots...smile. The guys who live up there drill a large hole in the ice with a very large , machine- driven augur then sink a board down under the ice to which is attached big nets and then set the nets and drag out the board. Fascinating to watch on the T .V. Oh Well ..

No!!!!!!!!!

There was chemist next door as I remember. I went there to work as the home delivery boy and I was only there a week or so when I was groped in the basement in one of the corridors of shelves when I was stocking them. She was a young'un too and buzzed about energetically. Very pretty and cute too but I was just too confused and surprised to know how to handle it. What would you lads have done..in such an unexpected circumstance at the age of about..... 16......? Must have been my overexudating pheromones, eh?

Where are or were the diving boards--gone to the glue factory ?

Of course it is a success. Absolutely, because it was a positive initiative that attracted a very respectable crowd who showed willing. Fantastic event and result. Yogi will be very pleased.

Not to be too money orientated but has anyone got an idea as to how much came the way of the club? Sounds like a great game. Faaaaantastic stuff.

And you think I lead a dull life in me slippers by the fireside?

Reminds me of my most recent brush with the Municipality within which we reside. There is a triangular patch between our neighbour's and our 3 adjacent houses which belongs to the Municipality. We kept our lawns and strips tidy and cut, but the Muni did nothing about their strip which soon began to look like a field . So we complained and behind our back they sent over an uppity lady chief Inspector from the Department of Flowers and Hedgerow Hybrids in Municipal potties, carrying a measuring stick and wearing a NODDY hat. She huffily then wrote to us to say that this postage stamp of a supposed grassy knoll will not get the attention of their maintenance department because the grass did not exceed 4-5 mms. Presumably meaning that she spent a significant part of her day in going round the town measuring leaves of grass. Stone the blinking crows!. This was like a red rag to a bull and I wrote back stating something along the lines of .."Madam, this is not about measuring sticks which you carry in your pocket and the length of blades of grass, but about the quality of the service this Municipality gives to the residents being the taxpayers who pay your salary, to increase the amenity and quality of our lives. Later, the Operations department chief came over and we got it cut, raked, sprayed with grass, two trees planted and it looks 100% better. Now we are willing to cut the grass! The motto is:- fools and their measuring sticks are soon parted when the squeaky wheel gets the oil. ...Eh?

My wife says a horse like that is called "Heavy Lifter" in Russia. In Scotland this one is a Clydesdale is he not? Or maybe not .Perhaps a little small for that breed is he?

You know ,Charlie, I think I remember that pavilion. Wasn't it at the bottom of a downward-sloping road from the Academy much further up the hill. What did you think of Mr Murray?

In my young day. the Craig was invariably referred to as Craig Dunain (Hospital). I remember once getting exasperated with the antics of a member of our family a very long time ago who had a habit of blaming someone else for his woes and saying to him something along the lines of ''You keep this up and you will end up in Craig Dunain." I think he was not pleased.

The Angles and Saxons are now aroused. A lot of argumentative men who are worse than the more articulate Scotsmen who are confidently ambling along and hopeful of getting into the game with eager anticipation. The Saxons will calculate the angle to fire their deadly arrows with great artifice. The Angles will ruminate as to how long it will take before they get the arrows in their ...rses, in executing their ruse of trying to make the Saxons think they are running away. And the Irish are standing on top of the hill, amply supplied with whusky and watching and waiting to articulate their decision in their capacity as the arbitrators of this atrocious anti-peace event.--for an appropriate, awfully large fee.....aye! Whilst the Welsh are coming up fast on the lee of yonder hill to collect their share of the booty in the form of the ample and buxom camp-followers of both anbelievably drink-sodden armies, thankful that they are not this day fighting the Germans advancing through the Ardennes with attitude. Actually their leader on this day of anger is one Rhuaridh Mackenzie, the resident Seer who is totally to blame for trying to phase both armies by mentioning the future earth-shaking world event of the 2nd World War with the goal of scaring both sets of antagonists into making a settlement. Knowing full well that a celebration would immediately follow with copious more drinking and the rancorous lads would fall down in a stupor allowing him to collect all their weapons, high-tail it off the field and sell the lot to the French bivouacked only 50 leagues away and waiting in ships with sails set on a course to France. He also knew that his reputation as a trusted and jolly Seer and companion to both armies would then be in tatters but it mattered not, i'faith, since he would thereafter live in the lap of luxury in his French Villa on the River Era, surrounded by doting maidens fair beyond compare. Sun all day and fun at night until he was very tight was bound to beat Munlochy in the frost and cold which he didnae like since he wisnae awfy bold.

You know, IHE, you are probably spot on with the Bona Lighthouse reference but why there would be a lighthouse there is a mystery for me. I know you are going to instruct me... keep your powder dry and then fire away, Monsieur.

That's the Black Brdige in the foreground isn't it? If so, then right opposite the big truck parked on Shore Street on the left there, is exactly where my father had his tire shop. Northern Tire Service. I wonder if there is anyone on here who remembers that business?