Have to agree - Dusk till Dawn is an absolute classic and Selma getting her kit off whilst playing with a huge white python bought me to a height of pleasure I have not experienced since Pans People and Kate Bush on Tops of the Pops.
Yes, I rented that last week, it was utter cock all round apart from the Doris flying the worm thing who looked quite nice in those tight leather pants. However, beating that pile of pap by far was a film i remember watching at the ABC in Eastbourne circa 1980 called "Orca" or something like...
I'm a freedon fighter in the Druze Militia, you feckin Christains and your Christmas trees, Tunis cake, congested Christmas football calendar and Noel Edmunds can go burn.
3. Witnessed Mick Fergusson scoring for the Albion at Millwall ( Cold Blow Lane) and then watch in horror as the hoards made their way around the ground to our small away end.
I was at that game, Millwall managed by George Graham with Cascarino and a young Sheringham in the side. I remember...
Turkey that is.
Given I live in Auckland and we are 13 hours in front of you lot in Blighty can anyone on NSC beat me on the stuffing a Christmas dinner down my greg front? Or to put it more plainly, I'm about as southern as you can get hemisphere wise.
Merry Christmas and I do hope something...