And now if I may be excused, I’m away out for a pint, see yis all tomorrow.
Oh dear I missed all the fun.
Just popped in to say Goodnight Possums.
goodnight ? goodnight? wot do you mean can you please try to keep up with the rest of the world - we are hrs ahead?
"what a wonderful bird is the pelican - Cos it’s beak can hold more than its peli…can? just saying??
Land’s End
Cornwall Council has voted to add an official apostrophe to “Land’s End”.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-cornwall-45499594
SEE? Goodole imperial MILES!
Begone,foul klomiturz!!!
Great! Now we can start on Tea’s, Coffee’s, and other abominations of the Grocer’s apostrophe wherever it rears its (no apostrophe) ugly head.
But hark, should it be Land’s End or Lands’ End. Is it the end of the land, or is it the end of the plural.
Is Land’s End only the name of the end of the Land belonging to the Angles, or is it the end of the Land of all the British Isles?
Answers please on a postcard to the great burgers of the Kingdom of Kernow.
From the foreign mille passus, or five thousand Roman paces. Yeah, begone those foreign units and let’s keep our, er, other foreign units instead.
… and shouldn’t the ones pointing out to sea be naughty, I mean, nautical miles?
I would say Lands’ End as in belongs too.
I fink.
Imperial rules:mrgreen:
I can see for miles and miles.
Not I can see for km and km.
I have said my piece. 
Yes but does belonging to mean the Land, singular, or the Lands, plural? Hmmmm.
The Kernow Council believe it be the former.
Does Mr Lacey still own the land? If so, does he not have a say in what he calls it?
We know a song about miles and miles don’t we children.
Very appropriate with regard to The (Doctor) Who eggshibishun.
That’s the song Fruity.
I knew you could do YouTube.
Lands’ Land’s !!!
Looks like rock to me.
Yes I have been there.
It definitely is rock.
It should be Rocks End.
I love being difficult.
Everybody says “Lan’s End” you seldom if ever hear the “D”
How are yo Fruity? Still as mad as a hatter I see, naughty miles how are yeh.
The grandson had his passing out from school thing last week, a big do up at the school hall and the wife and myself attended for a while, he was all dolled up to the nines in a three piece suit and dancing away with his girlfriend, it was a peculiar kind of dance that I’d never seen before, he kept forcing his right arm to the ground in tune with the music, as he drew close to where the wife and me were seated I asked him why he was doing that with his right arm, was it part of the dance?
“No grandad, I picked something out of me nose and I’ve been trying to shake it off me finger all night” Oh my God Liam! you are a disgusting little boy, says I.
He was only joking of course, it was actually part of the dance. :shock:
Then again we can’t complain about stupid dances, what about the Twist, Mashed Potato, the clam, the Hucklebuck, and all the other silly crazes we made eejits of ourselves doing.
You really do see things in a different light when you are a lot older, things that were so important to us when we were young seen so trivial now.
I wasn’t a bad jiver in me day, even if I say so myself.
I be average for the state I’m in, thank ee kindly for askin’.
I may be as mad as an 'atter, but it bain’t be vrum mercurial poisoning. Leastways I hopes not.
I was never a “with it” kid so although I knew about they daft dances, I never could perform them. I had and still have no sense of rhythm.
My Lovely Cousin and I took formal dance lessons when we were a-courtin’ but I just couldn’t get my head, or my feets around it.
I can’t remember sequences in my head; I have to write everything down. Apparently I am a natural at (church) bell ringing and was asked if I wanted to join the local team, but I couldn’t remember what bell had to be ringed in what order, so never went any further than a try out.
Scribbles is on tick over, is there a case for a Cheerleader?
The Dynamic needs attention.
It’s time to see if the fridge light actually goes out, without the aid of a Smart Meter.
Goodnight All.
Aww I will pep this place up tomorrow.
Good Night Possums. X
I’m lost!
Nah I will look after you. X
Gummy will be back soon. X
Yes I know that we all miss him.
whooppee do ! someone called? - is it Exprezzos or expresso’s - without a coffee I’m directionless - and as for zidderman - he’s been lost every since he left england. Many Indigenous brothers and sisters here feel they are lost even moving a few thousand K’s [notice the apost…well wot he said] in their own state - they say things like " this is not my country - the grass is too long and I feel suffocated here" - “the water is different here” - " the rocks don’t give me the right directions here" and such!