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probably will General & you'll still not go me thinks

Last time he handed over £8.00 it was for 200 No.6

i was going to respond to both of you with something witty and cutting but it only took me a second to realise your both right, i'll not go, it's not the £8.00, i'm just antisocial by nature, i'm not in the habit of going out and having "a good time" no drinking, no dancing, i'm quite happy to sit and tap my foot, i might look miserable but usually i am enjoying myself, a wee bit of the green eye might creep into my mind throughout the evening, but if the music is good, i'm happy. its just the "getting me there" bit thats hard, my better half knows after 24yrs not to start sentences with "do you fancy going to see?" i'm a right miserable bugger, even if i do enjoy it i spend the next day picking holes in it, serious character flaw.

no, i'm going, i'd love to hear the democrats, damn the expense!!!! even if only to catch up with jamie its worth double that and this other band intrigue me, their not robert black playing old disco classics are they?

i watched a prog on VH1 at 4am this morning about status quo and i've downloaded half their back catalogue and i'm working my way thru all the bass lines, so if your passing the hoose this afternoon, thats what the racket is, amp turned up to 11, foot pedal tuned to the harshest rock sound i can find, belting out caroline and down down at the top of my lungs.

a question for anyone? i watched a prog about 1980 and realised i have no recollection of anything that happened between 1984 and late 89, anyone know? its all a mystery to me, i can remember odd things, events and the like but can't place them into years, its as if i was in a coma or something, really weird, ask me about any year from 66 to 84 and i have instant recall, same with 1990 to present tho my musical knowledge of the 90's is sparse. i think i'm going quietly mad!!!! i'm not even getting lsd flashbacks or anything!!!!

General sit with us i don't dance either you should remember the last time we were oot, 77 are excellant you would like them. oh by the the way did you get a raffle ticket for the drum kit in the wee shop in longrow south i recall you tellin me you would love one in the house again, glad i,m not to close though

never saw any raffle, i was in the last week to see if i could return the uke some fools in my hoose bought me for xmas, very nice man, tho i think he secretly hopes i'll buy something each time i go in.

i'll go tomorrow, i need a new lead for my bass and maybe a couple of moothies and a penny whistle or two, they hid my recorder and chanter in this hoose after i spent last year playing the novice bands competing set over and over and over and over, if they never hear "hills of argyll" again it will be too soon.

i've got a drumkit anyway i bought myself, no the boy one two years ago and i dust it on occasion, the rock tuned the skins last time he was over from OZ, well i had them tuned already but i let him footer for the sake of his ego, he's no the only drummer to come oot oh the toon, ok so i think i might have played in public three or four times, but its like riding a bike, just skint knuckles instead of knees.

i'm sticking to the bass guitar, too late for a thirtieth reunion but when i master playing and singing at the same time i'll only be 54 so a fortieth is on the cards. no backing tracks for these boys!!! mind you i'll have to ditch a couple of them cos their well past it but i've already got the next generation lined up and they play better than their faithers.

cream always rises, mair triple than single noo right enuff!!

Also know the impression, s**t floats, was told that one a few weeks ago when I used the same line about cream rising!!

never felt the need to make a study of bodily functions, not being A. american, B. female or C. owning a shovel

that sort of statement probably fits in well with "you'll develop a taste for it"

i mean lager drinkers, do you talk to your mother with that mouth? and of course

"it's to be better tomorrow" and "it doesn't hurt if you relax" the last one aimed at all you workaholics of course!!!!

After looking at your avator I was thinking more along the lines of "If the Cap fits"

it's not a cap, and it's not a cowboy hat and your not a child in theschool playground, so don't be shouting "peeow peeow" as i pass, it gets very old, unlike myself who never seems to age a day.

i tend to do it in decades

Then what is it?? Is it a cap? Is it a cowboy hat ........No it's a ...........................................???

general jack o'niell wrote:never felt the need to make a study of bodily functions, not being A. american, B. female or C. owning a shovel

I'm american, I'm female, and I own a virtual shovel, as I need it here sometimes.. but what does this all have to do with anything. huh? huh?

Sweltered wrote:Last time he handed over £8.00 it was for 200 No.6

I heard he once dropped a £1 coin and bent down to get it that fast it hit him on the back of the head!

the democrats are the dogs baws i suggest anyone who enjoys good live music take themselves along to Whiskey Macs tomorrow night!

hardly a ringing endorsement in anybodies book, i actually went out to get tickets the other day, but by the time i got to the corner of main st i'd forgotten what i'd gone out for so just went back home.

they say if you can remember the sixties you weren't there, well i can't remember this morning, does that mean i was there? or just that i have no short term memory, don't tell me, i'm sure i know this one

what's the lineup of this 77 lot? seems to have struck a chord with a democrat, see what i did with the musical reference? just a wee bit of banter (really should stop watching those rab c re-runs in the middle of the night)

do they play seventies music? all i can remember is 74-75, by the connells (you really should be buying tickets to read this, wit like this doesn't come cheap)

if i see anyone at this dance and don't speak it will be because i'm in disguise?????


i'll be standing at the back of the hall wearing brown brogues, a pringle jumper, faded cords and with my thumbs in my front pockets, rocking slowly back and forth on the balls of my feet, sighing and occasionlly saying "aye", think i'll go lie out in the garden to get the proper ruddy fizzog to complete the disguise.