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The girlfriend's sister works for Universal and saw a preview of it earlier in the week. She said today that it was one of the worst films she has seen for years. :) I honestly hope you enjoy it though, and look forward to reading your opinion of a film i think i will never see.

Since the birth of mini-Meade tensions have unstoppably grown between his mother and I. We each love him so dearly, but our identities seemed to tiredly detach, or that which didn't match before for so long was shriekingly more apparent in the exhaustion, and we haven't the energy or spirit to...

Nothing gets me more sonically drunk and groinally bamboozled than the tender squawk of a Bulgarian dwarf. It's a bemoaning and poetic squeal.

I've got BT, and a generous brother who buys me Now TV per season. I think i have to increase my Meade Jr bombardment of matches, and a few Albion chants. At present he likes to parade around the front room with an Albion flag, shouting Sieg Horst - his current pronunciation of seagulls. Anywho...

I think he's really telling me to convert to pikelets.

The ghost of Linda McCartney has done some good stuff in the pretend pork shreds and deniable duck range. I like it, but it's always on sale, and has a grease factor greater than the Quorn produce that brings a slight doubt of its healthiness to me.

:) I usually get about 4 answers to any thread i rarely start, so this one, no matter how barbaric it has become, can only be classed as an outright success! It's good that vegans can be a bit chunky, and enjoy what they eat. I'll never wither and waste away within this new lifestyle, food...

:) I am a crumpetaholic. Ok i'd played football for an hour inbetween dinner and crumpet time, but i couldn't believe i didn't eat the 7th and 8th Marmite-clad beauty.

I've been on the Violife slices, and they are 844 times better than the scheese i ate, shipped over from Switzerland, in the late 80s. It's place is on top of a burger in a bun really, but doesn't do bad at it. I had a vegan Papa John's t'other day, and that was pretty sh*t. All the more so for...

:) Thanks for those. Although i am hoping my chunkiness recedes itself a little. I feel the heft when playing football of a Monday night, and i notice the strain on my bike tyres of a morning and evening, knowing that 6 crumpets disappeared into me the night before after dinner. Lentils sound...

I've been veggie for years, and allergic to milk, and i don't think it felt so big a leap until i started. It is though. Or the effort needed to be put in feels considerable. In order to do it right, and not just dump vegan cheese on top of all dishes or fry a pair of Greggs vegan sausage rolls...

I am spending Christmas alone this year so that i can waddle down to that game about an hour before kick-off. I'd cycle it in 20, but i'm not leaving my bepedalable wheels in that neck of the woods for a couple of hours. Ticket planned to be bought tomorrow.

So, my brother went vegan a few months ago, and lost about 2 stone in a flash. I thought, maybe i could return to that lifestyle too, after being it for a while in my teens. The problem i am having, though, is that i am perhaps going about it in a different/wrong way. Having a Vegan Magnum...

I emailed a psychologist from my workplace a few years back, who had lost proof of his registration. I said i can email you over a screenshot from our website if you like, from an official email address, which he accepted the offer of. What i did not do, though, was separate the page from the...

:) That's the one. Channel 4 in the mornings that tended to be in, during the Big Breakfast.

After the coma all those years ago i'd have a decade or so of remembering things but not being sure of what they were. I was singing a tune at work on a daily basis for a while before it finally coming to me that it was a Bodyform advert melody. Rollerskating was carried out in the ad itself, i...

Yeah, seems good. Sold out quickly at the film festival last month but was on at a time clashing with other flicks. Just in the cinema, hoarse and sickly, for a screening of Wings of Desire. I have a soya latte, that I could just about say to order, a can of sugar free coke, and a fresh packet...

An impish chap like Sterling desperately and impossibly attempting to reach the goliath-in-comparison Gomez's throat sounds all a bit Scrappy Doo to me. Let me at 'im. Let me at 'im!

Arse monkeys, both for him and us.

So, The Irishman. The bringing together of legends to bid a collective farewell to their ne'er before seen full union. De Niro, Scorsese and Pacino for 3 and a bit hours, funded by Netflix with their youthening software and wealth to have De Niro in a creepy version of his prime for spells and...