Terminator

For buffs, the BARGE pub in the film is the RISING SUN, Harper Road (off New Kent Road). Close to the Elephant and Castle tube/train stations. A candidate for the next Deathcon in London??

I met Sir Michael (while an extra on a shoot for "Harry Brown") about this time last year. He was working through the small hours of the morning in freezing weather and, I can report, was both healthy and robust (especially for a man of his years). If you are correct, then you've spotted something that I would have, in any event, been looking for. You are either brilliant - or - morre likely, not ...........I know where I'd stake my pennies.

That'll be AIDS then.....

The Daily Mirror (online) reports: There are a number of John Terry jokes at the Daily Mirror link (above).

I humbly apologize for my use of the ubiquitous lol, Hopkins' scourge. GP's post did make me actually laugh out loud, though. G-Force. lol indeed! I didn't bother reading the link, though. "his Jeep swerved off a steep embankment and hit two trees at about 8:30 a.m. Mentell was not wearing a seatbelt." Coroner's verdict: Death by stupidity. Windscreen 1, Brain 0. Bet his dad went fucking mental when he found out... From G-Force to G-Rave...

I can't really see the point of your message (given you've gone to the trouble of creating an account). Are you one of those people who just type out any random thoughts that wander into your head? If so, WELCOME.

Why wasn't this "bombshell" posted in its correct thread???

McCanns 'were suspected by police' The accusations are still not going away.......

I finally followed the link and this has now been posted.

Gardeners' Question Time star John Cushnie dies At least he can continue pushing up the daisies....

*cough* post #180 *cough* Actually, seeing as he died of lung cancer putting "*cough*" is probably in dubious taste. Apparently, the cancer spread towards the end. I understand he was complaining it was "all around his hat".

Tim Hart, of folk group Steeleye Span, dies aged 61

Umaga has died of a heart attack

Are you predicting Ronnie Woods will consume the remaining world's supply of cocaine before he karks it? Or, less likely, you are referring to the drummer?

It's hard enough to live with ONE woman....working with a gaggle of 'em sounds like hell on earth. If your boss is a woman, have you tried complaining of feeling sympathy menstrual pains that your partner is going through? You could end up with a few days off every full moon.

I understand that the hip joint - because of its density - survives the cremation (although "brittled" by the flames). It is the actual survivng bones that are then ground down and THOSE ashes are presented to the family. A mate of mine is an undertaker. His surname is DEADMAN and he, until recently, worked alongside a Mr WIDOWS. I told him their joint names would be perfect for a funeral parlour.. When One Man Jury's mum passed away and, following the service, he wanted to give a tip to the pall bearers. They told him to wait for their boss.....Mr SLEEP. It's interesting that a surname can influence your profession. There are many instances of Dr Slaughter, Dr Butcher etc.... Anyhow, Mr Deadman is one of the most genuine people I know. He also is the Welfare Officer at my local British Legion and visits members at home and in hospital to ensure they have all that they need......the problem is he fits this in straight after work. The last thing ill members need to wake up to is an undertaker (in full gear) hovering over their bed.

Isn't that Paul Whitehouse???

Does Dale Winton live nearby? If not, perhaps it was another (tooth) fairy who blew the note in your direction....

That's amazing! I don't know that I've ever before met someone with 39 fingers and toes. In other news Marty is looking more like Jessica every day. Jessica/Rebecca however is looking more like a lunatic asylum escapee every day. You still haven't, and aren't likely to any time soon. Note that I said I ran out of fingers and toes so I only think there's 39. Please pass on my regards to Marty. I don't know how to tell you this, if you've run out of fingers and toes then there would be none as much as you might want there to be 39, you still have none. What's for dinner? Bruno, that is the most limp excuse to enter a squabbling debate about semantics... Ramp it up or just let it drift away........personally, you are grammatically incorrect. PS: Regards to Marty, also.

One Man Jury;s take on his death was... "Death...the final equaliser.

Kill them!!! Kill them all!!!!............

That's not true. James would haved MISSED the train.

I wonder how he'd feel if they had to amputate just one of his legs????