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It certainly ain’t a Sussex. :D

The Speaker of the House of Commons?

:D:D

As has already pointed out, it’s a..

I gave up after IHTSTPHWDTCS

Testing for drugs is the norm in the oil industry.

Not according to pretty much every dictionary it’s not. Try trouble at t’mill

My feed just died. Yes please

Thanks. Makes sense now.

If your happy with your 12 year old playing a game rated 18 and containing the following game play, then fill your boots. Players use pistols, machine guns, sniper rifles, and explosives to kill various enemies (e.g., rival gang members); players also have the ability to shoot non-adversary...

Out of interest, why have you chosen 64 prem matches to make your point, rather than the 69 games you’ve actually played?

Maybe you should have clicked on it then bozza. They’d be no need to wipe that egg off your face. Yes I know you lot hate him but ffs credit where credits due.

I was back in Sussex for the weekend so i watched the game in a pub I used to frequent back when I lived locally. Thought your lot made far more of a game of it than I was expecting, especially after going one down in the opening minutes. When that ball was looped in to the box and I saw...

I thought It’s Simster who has history of luzzing stuff from the corporate seats at big games. ???

The only difference my wife can ‘see’ is volume levels. She gets proper hacked off that they are different to non hd channels and I’m minded to agree with her. She has a valid point, the technology shout sort the volume out between services, not the viewer.

IIRC Palace sold out their allocation and Watford didn’t. Hence the palace fans in the Watford end, but you’re correct, it wasn’t a sell out. Surely if the Man City fans aren’t up for going to the semi, then it’s a brilliant opportunity for every Brighton fan with insufficient points to pay to...

Living down here, Southampton do it for loads of games.

I’ve spent £85.50 on a ticket for a local Brighton fan who life has shat on big time. No idea where he’ll be sitting as I got the ticket via my banks concierge service.

Having imbibed four pints of old Rosie in my locals pub garden, it’s time I wombled home in a straightish line. Wonderful weather again today, it’s still March and the garden has been rammed since lunchtime.

The temporary national speed limit sign has gone, there never was one there before the roadworks and there isn’t one now that bits finished. It’s back to 30 as before.