I knew someone would be picky on that point. No, I don’t see them as possessions but I genuinely can’t think of any material thing I value more than them.
So we are talking inanimate objects, not people or pets.
So the sex dwarf has to stay in the dungeon?Yes.
Ditto plus my Dad’s WW2 medals. All going to my son, who, as a firefighter, has 5 of his own.Has anyone ever told you how amazing you are
For the thread, my grandads WW1 medals.
Some of the artwork from that era is indeed amazing - so different from the rather sanitised 'digital' offerings.A photo of my daughter that was taken about about 22 years ago. she's 27 now. We'll never get those days back. It captures a time of hope, laughter and innocence. Materialistically, I suppose it's my stunning Z3, which is more like an ornament that is kept in my garage, or some beautiful original circus and zoo posters from the 60's. The artwork is completely and utterly beyond belief. The walls of my flat are covered in them. In reality, some of them should be in the V&A.
No family to leave them to, so will donate to either Enniskillen museum in Northern Ireland or IWM.Ditto plus my Dad’s WW2 medals. All going to my son, who, as a firefighter, has 5 of his own.
Gallstones? Go to see your GP.None of these possessions mentioned are worth a wank, last night about 1:30am I woke with stomach cramps, food poisoning? Too much beer over the weekend? an onion bahji lodged somewhere? I was in so much agony, the worst I’ve ever known and the prospect of an 8 hour wait for an ambulance didn’t make me feel better. I just laid there trying not to move. During that time however I literally thought an ulcer was gonna burst and I was gonna die,
I’d certainly have traded in everything I own at this point.
By 6a.m the pain had eased and I got some sleep. I woke about and I was still alive, I feel like shit now but the real pains gone.
Serious lifestyle changes start today. Look out for me at Chelsea I’ll be the one on the mineral water eating a salad.
Can I suggest you go and see a doctor before writing that pain off as “lifestyle changes required”.None of these possessions mentioned are worth a wank, last night about 1:30am I woke with stomach cramps, food poisoning? Too much beer over the weekend? an onion bahji lodged somewhere? I was in so much agony, the worst I’ve ever known and the prospect of an 8 hour wait for an ambulance didn’t make me feel better. I just laid there trying not to move. During that time however I literally thought an ulcer was gonna burst and I was gonna die,
I’d certainly have traded in everything I own at this point.
By 6a.m the pain had eased and I got some sleep. I woke about and I was still alive, I feel like shit now but the real pains gone.
Serious lifestyle changes start today. Look out for me at Chelsea I’ll be the one on the mineral water eating a salad.
Thanks for your concern, I’ll see how I get on today but I am prone to binge drinking and general overindulgence, not getting enough sleep and generally worrying myself sick over whether the boy will make the cut for the Ajax tickets. I shall be watching myself like a hawk. Thanks again.Can I suggest you go and see a doctor before writing that pain off as “lifestyle changes required”.
Seriously.
I don't like my boomerang,My boomerang. I just can't throw it away.