In fact, I am no where near dead, I'm just knackered! By the time I get back from Taunton, usually having kicked my heels in the waiting-room as the medics try to get my bladder in the right condition, all I want to do is put my feet up and snooze - so no change there then!
However, tomorrow I have a relatively late start so I will try and compose something but don't expect anything very illuminating - waddya mean, ya never do!
David, do something easy...like sort out this Brexit mess!
Posted by: Whitewall | Wednesday, 16 January 2019 at 19:13
"the medics try to get my bladder in the right condition"
How many conditions are there? Mine only has two, and only one of them requires any action.
Posted by: Whyaxye | Wednesday, 16 January 2019 at 21:19
Take it easy Duffers - there is not much happening......
Posted by: Backofanenvelope | Wednesday, 16 January 2019 at 22:00
Remember: You are not allowed to die without a permission slip from the EU.
Posted by: Diplomad | Thursday, 17 January 2019 at 02:40
Okay All ... Except for you SoD - & YouToo Especially Bob ... well Lawrence [Son of Duff] I'm supposing you'll be kindly regarded on account of, probably only, your Dear Dad.
Anyway All - Hit on over to Mr. Amselem's place http://www.thediplomad.com/ because actually, only y'all knows anything timely, opinionly, ... and with the exception of you SoD ... will be the readers over here on D&N.
Be a temporary thing David. You're bloody knacked ... at least I can use the word occasionally 'right' - You get yourself back as whenever a'cause, for whatever Mr Amselem's talents ... "puttin' it in good funny" ain't one of them.
Posted by: JK | Thursday, 17 January 2019 at 06:29
They wouldn't try that, would they?
https://www.thenewneo.com/2019/01/16/sabotaging-brexit/
Posted by: Whitewall | Thursday, 17 January 2019 at 11:48