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Truly a Room 101 and also one of the most bizarre things even I have done, was on on Friday night, when I had to both live up to my username as well as one of my previous avatars on here. I used to live on an Isle with my then partner, my dog, her dog, cat and a lamb, chickens etc. We were the only humans on it, and after we split up 3 years ago, we both left and it has been uninhabited since then apart from the occasional yachter. My ex moved 60 miles away and we kept in sporadic touch, and on Friday morning at stoopid o'clock I got a text saying to call her asap re her dog. I 'knew' he was dead. She was in bits over it, and the only thing holding her together at all, was the objective of getting Tag 'home', and burying him on the Isle. As I still live in eyeshot of the Isle and have access to boats she asked that I borrow one and help with the burial after work. I loved that big doofus very much so of course I said 'yes'. An old avatar on here was : The Isle does resemble Bocklins view, and I acted as boatman to a hooded lassie with the 'deceased' in a white shroud as we crossed a mirror calm bay after 6 o'clock, utterly surreal. The grave was bitch to dig, (we hit the rubble of an old wall), Tag was a big dog (@ 8 stone I guess) and so it was about 9 afore we started back, ie it was almost dark. I am still cut up a bit over it, as he had been a big part of my life for a number of years, but to add to the weirdness, on Thursday night on a wee fitba forum I post on, I had started a thread on the World Sheepdog Trials which I had intended taking my mutt along to watch at Tain for the final dayon Saturday. In the course of taking pelters for doing this from the other forum members (expected), I put up a picture of my dog. I didn't choose a recent one for some reason, and went back and chose one from my time on the Isle, with her and Tag. An hour later and Tag was at the vets going under the knife, and was 'put to sleep' by 2 on the Friday morning, all of which I was unaware of until I awoke. The last thing I had did on the Thursday night was to look at all the photos of the animals until the laptop ran out of juice ie when Tag was at the vets. I hadn't looked at the pics in a year or more. Really shitty, lots of tears, but utterly bizarre. I loved that big fla, RIP Tag xx

Let me guess: by scribbling something on a slip of paper, sticking that paper in an envelope and mailing that envelope to some government agency. regards, Hein

Alex Salmond is insisting Scotland will continue to use the 3 points from the match tonight because they are Scotland's points as much as Germany's. And I'm not saying all Yessers are junkies, but all junkies are Yessers. If you look at the trend of voting, its the scumbags on welfare with nothing to lose who are propping up what is laughably called a 'grass roots' campaign for Yes.

Did you get paid? As it happened, payment was offered. I gave her a lift back down the road after (she had gotten up with her mum as she only has a bike and a boat licence), kipped on her couch so she could have my doggie for the night, and she tried to give me £. I declined. I understand. Wrong currency. regards, Hein

FTFY Dunno. I have no quarrel with the 'to defend their property or for emergencies' bit, but the problem is that many owners don't keep their guns locked away all other times. I also think disarming the public is, in general, a Good Thing. I don't particularly trust my govenernment (or any other, for that matter), but experience taught me that violence like chucking bricks works just fine to change some aspect of government policy. Sometimes a government needs a bit of violence to remind it that it's governing people. The kind of government that requires fire arms to defend yourself from is rare in my part of town. regards, Hein

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The United Kingdom of England, Wales and Northern Ireland or the Continuing United Kingdom seem most sensible. Elsewise the Alliance of England, Wales, Northern Ireland, Various Small Islands and Communities will do. How about the Continuity UK, or the Real UK?

The longer we go with no news of Clarissa Eden or Mary Wilson the more I begin to think their deaths may have gone tragically unnoticed. There both very old and on the fringes of fame in modern terms, Clarissa Eden being Britain's first lady before the majority of people alive today we're born. Mary Wilson was a published poet as well, so I can't see her not getting an obit. Neither of them were ever "First Lady", incidentally. The UK is a monarchy, so if that title were to be used, it would be held by the Queen [/pedantry]

Swiss skiing legend Karl Molitor has died aged 94. He won a silver and bronze at the 1948 winter Olympics - it was downhill all the way after that.

They are apparently going to spend another few million on the "Bee Gees Walk of Fame" in my neck of the woods: http://www.courierma...7-1227004419213 Aye, you can tell by the way they use their walk, they're women's men...

Hmmm, I'm supposed to be going to his one man show on Sunday... Well, take him a big box of Milk Tray...

I guess he will be having his drink shaken not sugared from now on , and that's my terrible joke to go along with roger moore's diabetes diagnosis .