I walked by that earlier today, not a ****ing chance. What have you told your mrs about me!! There's a Polish restaurant top of Edgecumbe that me and the mrs are going to try next week. She obviously didnt see the tidy Polish waitress in the Santa outfit serving! he he otherwise we'd never ever go in there. Bit far for me Castro.
The Breville is high up there. Joined the various things, like the Foreman grill,in the garage after the kids nattered about them because their mates parents had them.
Just a joke. But a good breakfast if you are ever out that way. Know a couple of good ones in Brid if you come for a drive out this way in the future.
Saw a Soupmaker in Sainsbury's today. Cost about £50 and looked like a kettle. It's function? To make soup. I've had a soup maker for years. It's called a pan.
You're not getting much help here Chazz....We went in Yates last weekend. It gets some stick but brilliant value, Mrs A had a breakfast including a cuppa for around 3 quid including a cuppa. I had the Big un, I think it was less than a fiver. Good choice of hand pulled ales and 2 for 1 cocktails
You've just doubled his normal Saturday takings for tomorrow (on top of the doubling 'cos it's xmas eve)
Yeah, ours reappeared a couple of weeks ago, Mrs A said we need to start using it again. I haven't seen it for a week and a half, back in it's rightful place in a cupboard at the back of the bottom shelf
Isn't Storm Barbara hitting your neck of the woods tonight? Surely you're not thinking of going out in that weather Ben?
A reminder that not revealing a users personal details also applies to their family, especially when you describe his wife in such a derogatory way.
Did Ron live in Swanland and have a fleet of luxury vehicles at his disposal? If so,definitely tickles. Oh, and snooker club membership obviously. God I miss those snippets of info from the snooker club Rest In Peace Tickles.
We use the Breville all the time. Cheese n Chorizo toastys. Ye will go for Yateszz cheers Askew. Not been to Brid in ages Castro, keep meaning to. Barbara's no name for a storm is it. Barbara is your aunty who drank Mackeson and sang Sally pride of our alley at Christmas. I miss her.