Nice people thread part 8 - worth the wait

michaels

misskool wrote: »

pffttt...winner after all.

that last match point almost made me asphyxiate as I kept holding my breath.

Always said he was British...

Spirit_2

Now the match is over my husband has gone in and turn the TV on, bless him.

He has cur the hedge, cut the grass, strimmed. We have drunk vast amounts of Pimms and talked a lot. I feel quite sloshed.

I also set fire to a pair of his knickers:D.

Brought washing in off the line and was special ironing a pile of his underpants on the top of the Aga. Drooped one pair over the hot plate. When I came in there was a smell of burniing, ash in the air and a flicker of flame. OH has said they were a favourite pair. Purple and new.


I am so pleased for Andy Murray. And for his mum. And for Dunblane.

chewmylegoff

T'was a great match and whether you like Murray or not he outplayed the world number 1 so no one can say he didn't really deserve it.

What I did find increasingly annoying was the amount of time they spent concentrating on which gravy train politicians and which inferior (compared to me) actors were sitting in the royal box. Frankly I don't care whether Gerard Butler was there or not and it got very tedious when it cut to him and Bradley Cooper every 30 seconds to see if they were picking their noses. It was better than seeing David Cameron and Alec Salmond I suppose. They should get rid of the royal box and make the whole thing random ballot entry.

At least Billy Bragg wasn't there though. I would have had to switch off.

zagubov

misskool wrote: »

pffttt...winner after all.

that last match point almost made me asphyxiate as I kept holding my breath.

Sorry, missk it was, who mentioned opening a dropbox account. :doh:

Well done Murray!:beer:

chewmylegoff wrote: »

We were in the supermarket at 1.30, it wasn't any worse than normal although they had sold out of cucumbers and mint... Mind you it is always hell on earth on Sunday afternoon. The only saving grace is that it takes 90 seconds to walk from our house to the supermarket.

chewmylegoff wrote: »

Too late, my spy satellites have already located it and the death ray is warming up...

There's still a chance, lir if you can home your missiles in on the hollowed out volcano 100 metres away from the mortlake supermarket.

PasturesNew

chewmylegoff wrote: »

... it takes 90 seconds to walk from our house to the supermarket.

My nearest is 2 miles. Nearest superstore is just under 7 miles. I look at mysupermarket for the main thing I'm after to see if Mr S or Mr T is cheaper for that item..... and that decides which direction I go in as both are two miles in opposite directions and both have a Lidl within half a mile. So I go out to one supermarket, then Lidl. Job done. Then I get in the car and drive home, thinking what better things I coud have bought

PasturesNew

vivatifosi wrote: »

Did you go late Pastures or early? I went early and it was mobbed with people stocking up pre-Wimbledon. Not only had a long queue (like Christmas) when I finally got to the conveyor, the person in front paid with about 40 coupons. I can imagine it was quite a serene place to shop post 2pm.

I arrived at Mr T at about 3.20pm and left at 3.40pm. It was pretty empty, probably emptiest car park I've seen there to date (been there about 6 times in total). I arrived at Lidl at 3.50pm and that had few people in it, with only one man at the till in front of me and he'd nearly been dealt with.

Job's a good 'un.

I think the Wimbledon mania's more concentrated in London areas, than the rest of the country who can take it or leave it.

PasturesNew

Spirit wrote: »

... special ironing a pile of his underpants on the top of the Aga.

Well, there's a Posh Alert! All Aga and stuff....

What's "special ironing a pile of his underpants"? Surely there's no need to iron underpants. Only you and he ever see them....... and if anybody else sees them it's a Doctor at A&E, who won't care, or his other bird - and why should you make his bits look nice for her??

neverdespairgirl

Pants definitely don't need ironing, IMO. Neither do lots of things my Mama irons, such as duvet covers and pillow cases and tea towels.

I discovered why my Dad was passing Clerkenwell at the weekend - he'd gone in to Chambers to pick up some papers, and decided to venture the extra 3/4 mile east to see us.

He made sure Isaac's head was properly screwed on (he thinks it tends to be a bit loose), drank a lot of cold water, chatted for an hour or so, and then in a parent-child role reversal, cadged £2 for the Dartford Bridge before he left.

zagubov

neverdespairgirl wrote: »

He made sure Isaac's head was properly screwed on (he thinks it tends to be a bit loose), drank a lot of cold water, chatted for an hour or so, and then in a parent-child role reversal, cadged £2 for the Dartford Bridge before he left.

Nice one!:rotfl:
Dad's deffo got his head screwed on right! :beer:

lostinrates

I'm cooking lamb in hay tonight. I just unwrapped it and its barely cooked . It's all reswaddled and shoved in the oven now. . Hope it cooks better in there.