British Bulldog
The great escape
- Feb 6, 2006
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High: Another new niece being born.
Low: My dog eating my kebab.
Low: My dog eating my kebab.
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Personal Highs and Lows of 2006
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Captain Pugwash
Paul Kitson
B.M.F said:
Forgot the other highlight was nearly making Kev cry by telling him his penalty was over the bar
the thing is, it was a bloody good penalty into the top corner
highs: college meeeting new people that are brilliant.
lows: my gcse's were very bad
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Zesh Rehman
New member
jaz said:
tell me about it
John Boy
Paul McShane
Highs- Flying over to Dublin
Lows- Falling down a well
:seewhatididthere?:
Lows- Falling down a well
:seewhatididthere?:
Zesh Rehman
New member
John Boy said:
no sorry i dont see, but im drunk
SeagullTim
Boomer Sooner
Highs - C&G Finals day, Winning the league with my cricket team.
Lows - Not many really, us getting relegated.
Lows - Not many really, us getting relegated.
Meade's Ball
Well-known member
It's very difficult for me to evaluate my own living for the past year as it strictly hasn't happened. I can consider few lower downs than thought of how this year has only stood up with pains in it's undrinkable cheer and threat in it's prospectus.
Admittedly, the loss of large parts of my brain temporarily means my view is still limited and my comparison to other people's mishap constantly hindered.
I suppose the two things that anger me most in amongst this foul season are:
1 - the endless stare and gripe and pointless analysis of my own state. The fact that the more the brain repairs itself and refuses to announce it's evolution means moments of high confusion followed by pitiful answer and recognition of points on the calendar that i will still not be allowed to yet exist as i was. All of this means i care for others little. Very mean and boring.
2 - that no themetune has it's place and no stage is walked by name. With breakage of all transmitted cells in me, the title, date and place of things now known is still foggy. Very little makes concrete sense or is aware of its own foundations. It just is. Lacks meaning and eternal breath.
I used to write bits and pieces and that remains taken for at least another few months until the ache bids adieu and the fireworks are just long-living cinders rather than incessant explosion and shock to be told and sold.
I do hope no one else gets badly hurt and loses a year and more of their lives, even if there are some amusing anecdotes to store for good from coma, birth and a second nerveless puberty. Really not worth it.
Good luck, and cycle safely and soberly.
MB
Admittedly, the loss of large parts of my brain temporarily means my view is still limited and my comparison to other people's mishap constantly hindered.
I suppose the two things that anger me most in amongst this foul season are:
1 - the endless stare and gripe and pointless analysis of my own state. The fact that the more the brain repairs itself and refuses to announce it's evolution means moments of high confusion followed by pitiful answer and recognition of points on the calendar that i will still not be allowed to yet exist as i was. All of this means i care for others little. Very mean and boring.
2 - that no themetune has it's place and no stage is walked by name. With breakage of all transmitted cells in me, the title, date and place of things now known is still foggy. Very little makes concrete sense or is aware of its own foundations. It just is. Lacks meaning and eternal breath.
I used to write bits and pieces and that remains taken for at least another few months until the ache bids adieu and the fireworks are just long-living cinders rather than incessant explosion and shock to be told and sold.
I do hope no one else gets badly hurt and loses a year and more of their lives, even if there are some amusing anecdotes to store for good from coma, birth and a second nerveless puberty. Really not worth it.
Good luck, and cycle safely and soberly.
MB
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John Boy said:
I see what you've done there, although I did have to read it two or three times to get it.
High - more travel
Low - My mates mother getting seriously ill.
Low - My mates mother getting seriously ill.
SULLY COULDNT SHOOT
Loyal2Family+Albion!
highs: MY DAUGHTER'S BIRTH!!!!, MY DAUGHTER'S SMILE!!! ANYTHING RELATED TO MY DAUGHTER. REALISING HOW LUCKY I HAVE TO HAVE THIS LIFE MY WIFE AND DAUGHTER!
lows: relegation..... LDC.... moving to Turkey (altho coming to Turkey was the right decision), knowing that a trip to Withdean or Falmer will no longer be an option.
lows: relegation..... LDC.... moving to Turkey (altho coming to Turkey was the right decision), knowing that a trip to Withdean or Falmer will no longer be an option.
bhaexpress
New member
Goodfella said:
Raise you sights a little higher, she'll thank you for it.
sams dad
I hate Palarse
Highs : Meeting Dougdeep and becoming an honorary member of the Seaford Massive
Lows : My 5 year old Labrador dying from cancer.I miss her so much.
Lows : My 5 year old Labrador dying from cancer.I miss her so much.
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dougdeep
New member
sams dad said:
Cough!
sams dad
I hate Palarse
Sorry Doug , see edit.dougdeep said:
What time does the Tap open today?
dougdeep
New member
sams dad said:
Don't know mate, I'll be there at about 1pm, I have to behave today as I'm bringing my daughter.
John Boy
Paul McShane
I think it opens at 12- seem to remember it opened that time last year
sams dad
I hate Palarse
Thanks JB - See you there at 12.01 thenJohn Boy said:
John Boy
Paul McShane
, I'll be there just before 1.00, need to finish off the mountian of turkey sandwiches at home!sams dad
I hate Palarse
Washed down with a can of Guinness?John Boy said: