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My wetroom floor not being finished, the guy said ‘with 99% of people we get it right first time’ yeah well fanf**kingtastic! :evil:

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I first heard JESUS BLOOD NEVER FAILS ME YET twenty odd years ago and was transfixed by it..yet only today did it occur to me to look for it on youtube.
Composed in 1971 by Gavin Bryars, the piece features an unknown tramp singing the verse of the title on a loop. Hell..let Gavin tell you himself HERE

Then listen to the very moving JESUS BLOOD NEVER FAILED ME YET

Persevere till the strings and brass kick in..

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@rubyred wrote:

@catmanblue wrote:

I’m sure the “online community for adults” lovingly known as Just Chat will survive the mass clearout and I’m sure new members will soon become regular chatters and “old regs who got fed up with the cr@p all over the boards ( ie me) will begin posting again.

It’s the circle of life you know… cue Elton John and the furry lion song

dont hold your breath catty.. and im not sure the 4 suspects who keep getting named, i.e sian,pats,fasty and pebbles WERE at all responsible for all the things they are being blamed of. how fickle folks are..

/shrugs. then sings… http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=zu4gwR4qGqA

Meanwhile some REAL offenders remain. :evil:

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Absolutely, Ruby, Cath’s work is honest and pure. Which reminds me..where’s YOUR thread?

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Yep…and as a scriptwriter..my work has appeared on television.

Would you consider yourself a decent human being?

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@*Dawny* wrote:

I swear I am trying to read what fek says but my head keeps bobbing along with the kitten :lol:

Tee hee hee..here’s another one to keep ya distracted, Dawny..

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@bat wrote:

@*Dawny* wrote:

@bat wrote:

@*Dawny* wrote:

@bat wrote:

Argy you sure your not thinking of “moneys too tight to mention”? Thats a song by Simply Red. Never heard of a song called Too many bloody things to mention lol.
Esme your more than welcome to join along singing with me, but I,m an awfull singer. I sound like somone trod on the cat. :lol:

Ha I think I know who you are!!!!

No is ok, I aint gone mad, Batty knows what I’m yakking about :lol:

You worked it out already?? Your a canny wee scot lol. :lol: :lol:

Well I think it’s you anyways :lol: I prob wrong :lol:

I havent heard of Veganin. I prob wont be allowed it though Batty, it has Codiene in it, I’m not allowed it anymore. After all the Codiene based drugs they gave me last year, it caused rebound headaches and I had to come off all drugs and go cold turkey. bleak times!

Im just up out of bed, been there since 5.30 last night :(

Good to know I am intelligent then :lol:

Ouch Dawny. I hope your feeling better now, you poor old thing. That was a bad one eh?
I was prescribe something called Tramadol for severe dental pain. If it works on that, I can,t think why it wouldn,t work on migraine. It does make you woozy though. I don,t know if it has codene in it though, I,ll look it up.

Tramadol doesn’t work on migraines..trust me on that.

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@PP1 wrote:

I take it a “valerie” is the floor exercises – slight problem I cant do them cos of my arthritis and I am tee total so can’t enjoy a black russian.

Hmm..being teetotal (slightly lapsed) never prevented ME from enjoying a Black Russian. :-

Dimitrov Mbeki was his name :wink:

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SMELL OF A BURNING STAR

They will taste it, they will sniff it out and track it for a million miles,
hanging from the decks like bunting,
not yet drooped by Egypt’s fire, as she steams into port,
seeping with rice and cotton.
As they troop down, as they skip the plank and plunder from a thousand stalls,
milling on the quay like scarabs,
not yet scorched by heaven’s ash, dropping softly to red
dust on the brass and copper;
they will suck it up
and swallow from a hundred pots,
bellied in the bars like bladders, too soon felled by Isis’ breath,
the gurning of mouths
bloated on desert corpses.

Lids tacked hard with grit, beneath a rock, crawling
further in, away, hid.
Green baked brown and leathered tongue too tired
to flick at flies
beating on the ochre crust.

Still they court it, still they sniff it out and track it for a million miles,
flapping round the bus like ibis,
not yet sagged by Luxor’s flame, as it rumbles to town,
dripping sweat and luggage.
As they lunge down, as they clear the steps and posture for a thousand snaps,
kicking through the sand like camels,
not yet seared by Hades’ squall, smearing swiftly to black
loam on the polished lenses;
they will gormandize,
engorging from a hundred pots,
swaying in the souks like serpents, too late touched by Ra’s design,
the falcon’s cruel bill
sticky with sun-tan lotion.

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I care more about the disappearing cats!

(Miaow !!!! ……. Ed)

Okay..so who’s taken to editing the posts, PB? :evil:

( Er … :oops: ….Ed)

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