hanging my head in shame

zhatorna65

Hi Jim. No offence, but just wondering why you wanted to post this?

worried_jim

It's all about dilemmas and consequence.

savingwannabe

What's your fave book of all time Jim?

I am going to read in hols. Need ideas.

worried_jim

savingwannabe wrote: »

What's your fave book of all time Jim?

I am going to read in hols. Need ideas.

Danny the champion of the world- Roald Dahl. I know it word for word. Haven't read it for years but is a classic. Other favourites-
Secret diary of aidrain mole- sue townsend
This book will change your life-a.n. other
Red storm rising- tom clancy.
The millennium trilogy-steig larsson.

I love airport bookshops, everything looks so attractive to read before you go away. I always take an new book and a favourite read with me when I go away, just in case the new one is rubbish "drinking cider with roadies" stuart maconnie.

Hope you are feeling better. I had a terrible night thinking about what is happening today.

savingwannabe

Petal you are doing your job and making England safer. I am British indian (note the capital letter) and rather proud that we have people like you. Anyone with a conscience has thoughts about morals, ethics and consequences. If we were in 1930-40s Germany (we are most of the time i know, I am an economist that does not like watching the news) i know exactly where you would be. This chap would not care who he trod on to get what he wanted. Your overall aim is to keep England safe - you succeeded.


Danny Champion of the world. I did not have a nice childhood, my teacher at school read us that book - I wanted his dad to be mine. One of my fave books of all time.

Adrian Mole. Bloomin heck it's been a while.

Other's sound a bit bloke ish will check them out during the hols.

My fave is Gulliver's Travels by Jonathon Swift.

Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck.

Live long and prosper dude.

worried_jim

Its pitch black outside and I have the windows open listening to the sound of distant thunder rolling across the sea and I thought I would share some random thoughts.
Have just seen the BBC4 documentary about band aid/live aid. I was 11 years old and remember live aid vividly, I remember being on the swings on the park in the morning and discussing what time so and so where going to be on. I remember saying that I had to be in for 7 to see the Who play (how cool was I at 11?). I camped in a friends garden that night with the radio in the tent to listen to the Philadelphia broadcast and it was the first night I had ever spent with out my "special" blanket and the next day back at home we had a ceremonial bonfire in the garden to get rid of it (much to my parents delight, now if he would just stop sucking his thumb) still have the photo of me putting a match to it, although there were occasions that I snook a go on my younger sister's blanket when no one was looking.
My friend was from a Catholic family and I thought it was really creepy that they had dead men nailed to crosses all over the house, note to Catholic church- scaring your potential customers off at a young age will not be good for long term business growth and may mean in the future you have to denounce the use of contraception thus directly promoting the spread of Aids in Africa where you will have to rely on revenue raised from the funerals of dead children to keep your kiddie fiddling employees in a job and thus negating the hard work of live aid etc (mini rant over).
Cant for the life of me remember my friends name but I do recall he was a big fan of Five Star a few years later- I'll blame that on the church as well, too scared to be a proper man and like Bon Jovi.
I had the live aid dvd box set (bought it in India the day it came out in 2004) and lent it to someone who was a God bother-er and he never gave it back- Revenge of the church !
Anyway Bob Geldof is a saint and hanging portraits of a long haired bearded man with blood running down there forehead all over the house will not win your children many friends. I miss my blanket and I have just tried my thumb but it doesn't taste the same.......

Debt_Doll

I just want to say thanks for making me laugh out loud I dont know if it was meant to and I apologise if it wasn't but just reading it brightened my evening up (way better than watching BBC Three)

So once again thank you:T

savingwannabe

worried_jim wrote: »

Its pitch black outside and I have the windows open listening to the sound of distant thunder rolling across the sea and I thought I would share some random thoughts.
Have just seen the BBC4 documentary about band aid/live aid. I was 11 years old and remember live aid vividly, I remember being on the swings on the park in the morning and discussing what time so and so where going to be on. I remember saying that I had to be in for 7 to see the Who play (how cool was I at 11?). I camped in a friends garden that night with the radio in the tent to listen to the Philadelphia broadcast and it was the first night I had ever spent with out my "special" blanket and the next day back at home we had a ceremonial bonfire in the garden to get rid of it (much to my parents delight, now if he would just stop sucking his thumb) still have the photo of me putting a match to it, although there were occasions that I snook a go on my younger sister's blanket when no one was looking.
My friend was from a Catholic family and I thought it was really creepy that they had dead men nailed to crosses all over the house, note to Catholic church- scaring your potential customers off at a young age will not be good for long term business growth and may mean in the future you have to denounce the use of contraception thus directly promoting the spread of Aids in Africa where you will have to rely on revenue raised from the funerals of dead children to keep your kiddie fiddling employees in a job and thus negating the hard work of live aid etc (mini rant over).
Cant for the life of me remember my friends name but I do recall he was a big fan of Five Star a few years later- I'll blame that on the church as well, too scared to be a proper man and like Bon Jovi.
I had the live aid dvd box set (bought it in India the day it came out in 2004) and lent it to someone who was a God bother-er and he never gave it back- Revenge of the church !
Anyway Bob Geldof is a saint and hanging portraits of a long haired bearded man with blood running down there forehead all over the house will not win your children many friends. I miss my blanket and I have just tried my thumb but it doesn't taste the same.......

I love Bob Geldof. i post about him all the time. I missed you glad you are ok. Everyone on Anne's thread has followed Nid and we have gone to another site.

I will keep you on my subscribed list. I work in the pub and talk about Bob, my hero, an awful lot. Good taste Jim.

Did you ever read his autobiography??? miss ya, kit.

worried_jim

Debt_Doll wrote: »

I just want to say thanks for making me laugh out loud I dont know if it was meant to and I apologise if it wasn't but just reading it brightened my evening up (way better than watching BBC Three)

So once again thank you:T

It's all done in humour and I am glad you laughed and felt guilty doing it as well.

worried_jim

Back in the late 90's I was invited to two weddings on the same day, a close work colleague (Pete, who I had just stopped working with) and a school friend (Jackie) who I saw occasionally. Being a bloke and not committing I thought I would just go to Pete's as I know that it would only be a small do and make up the numbers and give Jackie's a miss cos there would be loads of people there and she would never notice. Good plan so far...
I did Pete's stag do and I knew his bride to be (they were big into God) and she was desperate for Pete to do the dirty, I mean really desperate, but Pete was having none of it until married before God. Everything was going to plan until the night before, I was sat in my office at work in Stratford upon Avon when a call was put through to me and it was Jackie calling to make sure I was coming the next day at this point I was "yeah, of course I'll be there, why wouldn't I". Jackie sounded really releaved, and was thinking on my feet to formulate a plan for the next day. No problem, I'll do them both (not the first time that thought has crossed my mind ).I thought that I would do Jackie's church do and then get to Pete's for the afternoon.
In the church the next day it suddenly dawned on me why she wanted me there, there was no more than 10 people on her side whilst David's was packed. I felt so bad that I hadn't planned this properly. Went to the meal and had a great time, the evening do rolls on and all our school friends turn up, not seen these people for 5/6 years so we hit the bar, hit the buffet, hit the dance floor, hit the bar and on and on, and guess what I forgot, completely.
I received a quite snotty letter from Pete and his now satisfied wife explaining how disappointed and let down they both felt. I felt so bad that I couldn't face calling and apologising and I have never seen Pete (or Christian Pete as we called him at work) or spoken to him since but I did hear through a friend a few years later that he was still upset and talking about me. I still feel bad, but whatever I did that day someone was going to be let down.
Not seen Jackie since '01 but we send each other birthday cards, we went to Magaluf 1992 and the Caribbean a few years later, she is the only school friend that I have any contact with after high school. Had an email from her last week and she and David are coming to visit in August and they want me to take them out in Brighton and get them p1ssed, not a problem, I am a master.
Who do you think I got an email from today? Yep, Christian Pete. I haven't responded yet cos he's sent it thinking that it might be me and he doesn't know for sure. What the hell am I going to do. I might call a friend of a friend to see if he is still banging on about the wedding etc.
I'd do anything for an easy life but I suppose its Karma, I know I am burning in hell cos I once laughed at a disabled person. Ho hum.....