Brinsworth House Baiter

For you, BHB, so you don't have to watch the TV, and so you can keep Mrs BHB happy. Nikki - picture no 6. or here. However, this from The Sun may make you think again MODEL Nikki Graham will light up BB by getting naked all over the house. I prefer Imogen meself. I have a strong feeling that Tempus is Shabbaz. Apparently, they've been kept away for 2 and a half weeks, and what's better than "getting away from it all" than the BB House? Thanks Octopus, sterling work, but unfortunately Mrs BHB brought me coffee and caught me ogling the blonde in the pink bunny outfit again. This has resulted in my other leg being deadened and hot coffee in my lap. Thanks again. Tempus...Shabbaz...you really think so? I might have to have a peek one night and consider this, if Mrs BHB ever lets me watch telly on my own again.

I will steadfastly offer any support that might be needed for this worthy cause, Millwall.

Am I the only one reading around here, lol? Just finished Tony Adams' 'Addicted'. For our friends across the pond who might not know, Adams was a footballer (the proper sort, played with a round ball and not festooned with protective armour) who captained Arsenal and England. He was also an alcoholic, which in the case of his book is possibly a good thing as I don't think I could have read three hundred odd pages of 'then the manager decided on a flat back four and we knew we were in with a shout', if they hadn't been interspersed with bed wetting shenanigans and tales of him terrifying Japanese tourists by smashing pint glasses over his head. Conclusion- Unless you're a die hard Arsenal fan or an alcoholic, give this tome a big swerve. Falling into the latter category myself I felt compelled to see it through to the end, but it wasn't a very satisfactory experience. The book I mean, not my alcoholism, which thus far has never failed to be anything other than a satisfying experience.

I was hoping more like the back alley behind a night club... but your way would certainly put a new spin on it. Sorry, I think I was confused there- I keep thinking he's in prison, but he's not is he? Somehow he's still a libertine ( ), so that kinda renders my 'category' jokes somewhat impotent. I'll save 'em for the future- his luck can't hold out forever.

But wouldn't a nice world be terminally boring though? I mean, yeah, it'd be great to exist without pain & violence, but it'd be a bit like living in an eternal ecstasy induced rave. Mmm, perhaps that wouldn't be so bad then, but imagine how boring watching telly or going to the cinema would be, just watching nice films and programmes all the time. And what about music? If you only had nice there'd be no rock n'roll, just stuff like opera and Charlotte Church before she started flapping her baps. And the real clincher would be that, if we lived in some parrallel, 'nice' world, surely that would mean the Death List would cease to exist and evaporate to nothing? And there'd be no porn, drugs, alcohol or stealing traffic cones on the way home from the pub. You might be okay, Mister Godot Sir, existing in the 'nice' world with your stash of gravy, but I think the majority of us would miss some of the bad stuff. Me personally, I'm gonna take my chances and stay put in this non-nice world.

Harsh that, unless there's hard evidence. Best wasn't averse to gold-digging slags and her tolerance of him and the forgiveness she showed suggests she had a few good qualities in spades. Yes, I think I recall seeing a few of her, ahem, good qualities when she was in the celebrity jungle that time... I wish I could do that Sid James cackle.

Fair comment, Sir! Although I was thinking something along the lines of pickaxe handles and boards with nails through them. Wouldn't that come in another category? Depends. If he's in a Category A type establishment then it would be next to impossible to smuggle such weaponry in for someone to utilise, but if he's in a lower Category jail then a bent screw might offer an opportunity, if his palm were crossed with enough silver.

I normally avoid this bloody programme like the plague, but, last night I had an awakening of sorts. Waiting for 'Bring Back the A -Team', I caught the last 5 minutes of BB- a delectable, obviously demure young blonde dressed in a pink bunny suit that clearly showed she 'ad an 'arris to die for, entering the house. Very nice. I then voiced the opinion to Mrs BHB that perhaps we should give BB a go this year, just for a laugh, at which point she gave me a dead leg and called me a perv. Doesn't miss a trick, does Mrs BHB. That bird in the pink bunny suit- please tell me that's not Tempus.

Nicely put and well observed...for a moment I thought I was on NME's website. I couldn't agree more with your observations concerning Blackmore and I think you're right about it all being about time and place...and possibly social climates at the time, which is probably the same thing really. I don't wish to be sycophantic or anything, but that was a great post, Pulphack.

A certain X Factor contestant who used to sing with a certain Madchester band apparently gave great blow jobs and always with her teeth out. But I fear we're straying off the subject somewhat now... No matter...I'm liking the path we seem to be meandering down...

Well spotted, one or my rare typos. Or speech impediments, poththibly. regards, Hein One 'or', or one 'of'? Twice in one night? I'm so distressed I'm going to log off, turn off and watch Lost. You changed it, you bugger!

Suicide by glassing? Novel, but effective, I should imagine. If I was on the jury, I'd accept it.

And where those boots are... the ones in your profile photo that put me in mind of Nancy Sinatra. Maryport, Bruno and DWB can have everything else, I just want the boots. And quite possibly, help and extensive counselling...

Or a Friday night spot in the Miner's Arms, eh?

And there was me thinking 'Deslicious' was an adjective solely employed to describe Messrs. Lynam and O' Connor...

In a manner of speaking it's a place in which we've all existed at some time.It's certainly a place in which I've existed for some time; I think I was supposed to move out at the end of my teens but I seem to be stuck there, in a manner of speaking. That'd be in the state of 'wangst' that you referred to a few weeks ago in a seperate thread, I presume?

I watch quite a few C5 documentaries and whilst they are always pretty well presented etc. I normally find that their conclusions are often, well, rather lacking- so I think we might be disappointed if we're holding out for the never before seen footage to be Aniston plunging a knife into Angelina's back. Personally, I'm hoping the footage was shot on a sunny day that turned suddenly wet and they both starting fighting in mud whilst wearing bikinis. That would be nice. That said, I am looking forward to the umbrella tip murderer one. Perhaps he'll be revealed to be Aniston?

You've met her? Actually met her? My level of concern has just considerably deepened.

Happy Birthday Notaspud!

I for one second that. Reading your posts predicting people's deaths always reminds me of Michael Fish calmy telling us all that there was nothing to worry about before the country got battered by hurricane. I like to imagine celebritys reading this board, seeing that you've predicted their death and then cheerfully whipping onto Thomas Cook's website and booking next year's holiday. As Tempus said a few weeks back, before going into the BB house, 'keep doing that mad thing you do, Iain.'

Yeah, that's true, he was absolutely broke. That's because Alex had skinned him in their divorce. I think she got about 400 grand. She'll do anything to get a few quid. Poor guy - he died absolutely skint. I was just reading one of the Daily Mail threads about him when he was away on holiday in Malta and it said how upset he was about his marriage breakup. I'd be upset as well if I was married to a gold - digging little slut like her who was planning to skin me of my last 400,000 quid. Please don't lynch me for saying that. Are you really that big a Best fan that you share all his life's amgst, Scot, or do you have some mentalist, stalking thing going on with Alex Best? To be honest, and obviously hypothetically speaking, I think that if I was down to my last 400 grand and that worried about my wife 'skinning me for it', I think I might drink a little less and stop beating her up. You never know, it might save a few quid. Either way, I don't think George is too worried about it all now, so maybe you should try and let it go too...seek closure, my good man.

Thanks for the tip, Six. I'll keep an eye out for Koontz's Frankenstein books.

What, you'd rather that we had to go and interact with real people again? Face to face? My god, I'll have to get my mum to order me another pair of tracksuit bottoms from Primark, and possibly some deodorant.... I was looking for a decent excuse to bugger off down the pub, so thanks Paul the guest, you've provided me with one. Were you cancelling direct debits because you have money problems? Oh well, maybe no-one will talk to us in real life, but at least we can afford to pay our bills.

Just finished 'Sole Survivors' by Dean Koontz. It's about a bloke picking up the pieces after his wife and two daughters die in a plane crash. Apparently there were no survivors, but then a woman turns up who claims to be the sole survivor and suddenly the world goes crazy. Well, for the bloke in the story anyway. I become more impressed with Koontz the more I read his stuff. Be warned though, this is one of those books you just can't put down-every time you think 'I'll stop after this chapter', you end up thinking 'I can't leave it there...' Three telly programmes I missed last night and ended up going up the wooden hill a whole hour and ten minutes after Mrs BHB...a fact which wasn't warmly received.... Oh well, good book though.

I just don't have much faith in O'Leary, to be honest with you, as a manager, but the rot at Villa Park started a long time before he arrived, so the blame can be squarely landed on someone else's doorstep. Herbert Douglas Ellis...sell up and go! Pulphack, you are indeed right about Little playing up front with Gray and what glorious times they were. As a kid playing footy in the street I was always Brian Little, whereas the other kids were Coppell, Keegan or Dalglish. I was always the odd one out. He was a special player and, but for his knees, I think he would have played a major part our great achievements a few years later. And made more than his one appearance for England. As a manager, again you're right, he does seem to upset boards. I seem to remember reading that he's just left another club by 'mutual consent'. He'll always be a God to me though.