Good evening goys and birls. During the search for a box to send stuff to @cpauls1 I found a huge stash of 40Gay bits and pieces…

There are at least 8 Thousand Sons and a Squad leader mini.

There is ten times that amount. Some WFB bits too. Anyone in the mood for trading? Failing that if you need some particular part then just let me know. It will be all older stuff as I haven’t bought a Wacoshop product for 8-10 years. Let me know of they will just get chucked out. We are clearing the caravan at last.

@limburger – shhhhh, or the MiB’s will get you! I do really like that building. We used to get about quite a bit, seeing bands and what-have-you, but we always took out some time for visiting some local architecture. Cemeteries were one of our favourites.

What is ‘cucumber season’? My friend Sandra loved cucumbers…frozen ones! Is it a similar thing? 20pts.

I don’t see any problem with doing that. Obviously, if their are Wolves or BBC radio DJ’s in the area, you wouldn’t. However, my dad has a large collection of books all about hunting and most of them are at least 100 years old – they are full of stories from South Africa and Australia where young boys are dropped into a pit with a Hog and a knife and just left to it! Brutal, but they were brutal times.

Children are coddled too much. I used to wander about in the woods when I was 5-8 all alone. That was what you did and nothing ever happened. I fell and landed, left forearm first, on some rocks while out wandering during the summer holidays. I did cry, but after that passed and I realised I wasn’t going to die, I picked myself up and jogged home as fast as I could.

Fractured it, but I did get to punch Mohammed Ali! To counter this I have seen ‘children’ aged 10-12 on a bus/train that break-down when they lose their phone signal. Pussies.

There was a documentary about a Russian prison out in the middle of nowhere. To escape you would have to get through the nearby forest…which is the size of GERMANY! Stick the really bad children out there for 30 minutes.

If you have a two-wheeled motorbike then you would have trouble contolling it with your feet. Left foor changes your gears and the right is for the rear brake. I wish I could still ride.

@woldenspoons – the ‘Mistress’ is just another bit of political correct stupidity. The Master was a really ominous and scary character. As a child he really gave me the fear. Just think what an evil Time Lord could do if allowed to do what he wants?

The lady that plays the ‘Mistress’ was better as the Nazi-loving femdom queen in ‘Bad Education’. Serverlan from ‘Blakes’s 7’ was almost my “mistress”! 50pts. Even her name is sexy. The Doctor has to be an old(er) man. If I were some Universally evil force, and met the new Doctor, I would just kick her head in. Job done. No 13 year-old girl is going to stop my plans of terror.

I heard some comedian say that Doctor Who must be from Glasgow…an old man dragging a young girl away while holding a screwdriver! Go up Kelvin Grove Park and there are loads.

So, are you a secret submissive?

@robert – knitting rules. 100pts. My grandmother taught me when I was really young. She could knit at about 99C. That is a geeky joke for those of you that missed it. I would knit sleeping bags for my Action Man collection. 50pts.

I don’t think I could do it now. It has been a while. I can sew and darn too. I was pretty good at stiching skin too.

For a design you could get something to go in a knitting machine if you are stuch! Just a thought.

Might these be of any use to you…

@sundancer – well, I planned to be here until at least wednesday if you get a burst of energy. 20pts. I have a similar problem, but mine is controlled by my post-stroke fatigue. At the minute I am flying, but I have to very careful how much I do – when I do a bit too much then I am left on my back for an unknown pariod of time. It is much better than it was 2 years ago. Back then if I was getting 3-4 days on my feet the consultant was doing backflips. BUPA is well worth it! 50pts.

@cpauls1 – “HELLO VI!” 100pts. I wish I was able to travel and I would have been over there before now. Getting to Newcastle to see The Smyths (look again if you missed it) it a military campaign. My dad is on stand-by as QRF. Marillion played in Newcastle. That is 14 miles from me by road and I got to the Tyne Bridge, which is 300m from the venue, and had to give him a call. We have made it to a few gigs, but I have to do a bit of fitness in the weeks before to make sure I am strong enough. How fucking stupid does that sound? Well, as I always say…”nil desperandum”.

That kitty has massive paws. They have to grow into them! Lovely colours. If I lived where you do I would never see my beasts. They build six houses on some land at the bottom of the street. My cats were never away! I did get talking to the first guy who moved it. He is the owner of the land and his wife was worried that living in the middle of a building site would be a nightmare…all the digging means rats and mice. He said that he hadn’t seen a single one. He added, “…mind you, there are a few cats that are always around.” It was Rufus and Rosie.

Sleepy Rufus. When has was just a kitten some dickless retard must have kicked him in the face. He came in with a smashed jaw – so bad that all they could do was take out the broken bones (the front part of the faw on the right side) and just leave it! He was home three days later eating crunchy buscuits. Hard as nails. So when ne relaxes, or you fuss him, the tongue just hangs out.