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That sounds pretty seroius. Do you have a link for the story?

Are there going to be 31 months in 2005? That should considerably improve the chances of a record number of hits this year. What names will the extra months have?

That Mr. Haider (seen here after a shave) is a bit of a dodgy character. And still quite popular with the Austrian voters. I believe most of his family's land belonged to others before the war, who had it disposessed.

Bamstick.

I would second that proposal. Except for the bit about Annika Rice.

I don't think we would have quite managed five pages of famous Luxembourgers. or is it Luxembourgians? Or Luxembegians? Or Luxembuddlians?

That's got to be cobblers! Edit: Wiki says its a by-product of the beer brewing process. So there! Of course it is! I said that with the sole aim of provoking my friend Mr Josco (a particular favourite pastime of mine which combines its self well with the consumption of beer). He can get very defensive about Marmite. Sadly he failed to rise to it this time Pretty much the same, so 'thin' would work too. I picked on "lean" because it has two connected meanings in common with the German "mager". Lean (as in meat with little fat) and thin (of a person). Also: abgemagert= emaciated and Magersucht= anorexia Might not be a bad plan to have a database of abusive German available to members just in case Mr. Kraut should pop by unexpectedly. Or if Waldheim should die.

Another popular product from Burton-on-Trent is Marmite. A by-product of the rubber industry. If "mager" is the same word in Dutch as it is in German, then "lean" might be a better translation.

Come again?

You have to be careful when enjoying that bottled beer in a sexual manner. If temperature differences inside and outside the bottle lead to a strong vacuum within, potentially insurmountable dificulties could arise. Or so they say. Currently enjoying a glass of Früh Kölsch. PS: I like the way people are referring to Hein as "Magere"

Strangely enough Anubis, I have in my time, done almost all of the things you name, on ecclesiastical premises, though not always for money. Hein is as ever, right. Notapotato is a musician. But not an organist, much as I would like to be one, the organ being to my mind the most efficient musical instrument, producing the maximum degree of noise for the minimum of effort. Doesn't pay that well, sadly. On the two occasions that I have worked as a church organist It would have been more honest of me to have stolen the lead off the roof instead. Policeman is also not a bad guess. I once got offered a job in a police band, and still occasionally play in one. I think I may have mentioned that before on the List.

Bald rick, Hobgoblin is good isn't it? When in Canterbury, I always like to visit the pub of the same name for a pint of said brew. Or two. Doesn't seem to bottle so well, though. Cerberus, your BBB sounds really awful. Where does one buy it? Mulled wine is very popular over here at the christmas markets. The second worst hangover I ever had was from mulled wine with a large slug of rum in each glass. The only one which was worse came after drinking a bottle of Bell's bloody awful whisky when I fell asleep, and some joker poured some Persil Automatic into my open mouth.

Trial by Death by Bongo?

Have you seen this one yet, Inar? Sounds promising.

How about trial by Bongo? Would probably have appealed to Mr. Jackson.

On the other hand, look at Josco's "posts per day" statistic, Janeo, and then look at yours. My own is considerably lower. And no, sorry, you failed to guess my profession.

What's your work? Mine NEVER takes me to church thank god. Can anyone (who doesn't already know) guess? Who would only go to church as part of their work? A priest I suppose, but I'm not one of them. PS: Come on Josco! Only 2 more posts and you have made it to the top of the list! I wonder if you are entitled to some sort of award?

Certainly, but is it fun? regards, Hein Yeah, it's great fun. I'd much rather listen to a dull sermon and then sing some dirgy hymns than go shopping. It is the singing, which can be done loudly and obtrusively and with great gusto, which I particularly enjoy. Not that I ever go, unless my work takes me there.

Don't knock it. It's a great way to meet interesting people.

BBC Sport has come up with one possibility.

Wasn't it a fish bone? I lived very close to Aberdeen Royal infirmary at the time, where she had it removed.

It's been done before. In a slightly expurgated version. Anyone not remember that unsightly rash of captains we had a few months back?

You know those machines they have outside the bank where you put a card in the little slot and you are supposed to be able to withdraw money from your account? And you know quite a lot of the time they come up with a message like "your card is unreadable" or somesuch? But you know perfectly well (in spite of the bank's insidious attempts to sow seeds of doubt in your mind) that your card works perfectly well and it is in fact the machine that is malfunctioning? Don't you just hate that? I know I do.

Wasn't there a certain amount of uncertainty a few months ago about the precise meaning and etymology of the word "bastertman" which appeared back then in a post from an unregistered ranter? Perhaps we are about to stumble on something approaching the truth?

Do you mean the wee nozzle they put on the end of the pump? I'm told some beers, such as Bass are best savoured without this. Can you still get Bass, or have those wreckers Coor's killed it off yet? Bloody US philistines. We spent an enjoyable day or two in Burton a couple of years ago. The Bridge is a good microbrewery there. You are right about the landlords in London, though the situation is improving slowly, I am assured. Not really anorak weather though, is it?