Haha, I'm nowhere near then... that's the equivalent of saying "Oh you live in Athens, I'm gonna be in Manchester next week... I'll pop in and say hello".
I used to work with a lass who got a job as a postie on one of the Canadian islands. It was bigger than Scotland. Gives you some idea as to how vast the country is.
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Brooks does suck mate, but they need to taste our beer so they know to buy it. A ****ing dolls convention! Get in the car and come down here mate. Wife won't even know you're gone, lol.
Billy, it took nearly 5hrs to drive here yesterday and the landscape was as flat as a witches tit. You could sit on your front porch and watch your dog run away for 3 days it's that flat.
Once ewe've had the real sheep , it's hard to go back to plastic .And with sheep the only rubbers you need are the boots .
Monty, no best beer comes from a bottle mate. Chilled pipes, leading up to a Guinness tap. Now there's the best beer!
If I was gonna emigrate & I could pick the country it would be Canada. I would say Australia too but I don't like the heat. I worked with Canadian lads before in Yugo & they were ****ing top boys. They don't feel the need to be the glory boys, they just get on with it, unlike their neighbors to the south.
Could've done with a landscape like that years ago Horden. "Your divorce papers out there within eyeshot, next to the only bottle of water for a thousand miles in every direction. Go for it"
Yeh, mine too. I'd be out there with the biggest bloody megaphone, whispering....... warmer, warmer, getting warmer,...... every 50 miles
