Wife, Sprat, makes her own version of a Piadina type of flatbread from the Rimini area called Cuscioni (Sp?). Although it is superb, it is not quite how I remember it from my childhood.
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Looks like maybe our favourite scouser has decided to move.
Sun, 10/07/2012 - 06:56
I was just reminiscing to myself about a particular time on our "Grand Tour" when we were visiting a place in Tuscany called Bolgheri. Most people would never have heard of it let alone visited it.
Fri, 09/28/2012 - 18:29
I learn, with great sadness, that Carol B has died. Many here will remember her well for her unwavering courage, determination & humanity. She was a strong & intelligent lady that did not suffer fools gladly.
Sun, 08/22/2010 - 17:12
This weeks subject is Dialectic Eclecticism and it's place in modern life. Do we need it?
Wed, 03/31/2010 - 04:15
Time-to-Change? Time to change the record maybe.
Mon, 03/29/2010 - 04:20
Hi T.T.C, I've got a "post body". Is that you have the post body there but you can't type any text into it? If you have got the post body box and just can't get it working, try the tabs below the box.
Sun, 03/28/2010 - 06:56
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Which bit? I spent hours wearing out my vinyl copy on the gramaphone to get all the words to that damned song. I can't do it all again.
Cop a load of this Beeryspice. Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin’ high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps “We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I Proud ’neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth “Rip down all hate,” I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now. Girls’ faces formed the forward path From phony jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then I’m younger than that now. A self-ordained professor’s tongue Too serious to fool Spouted out that liberty Is just equality in school “Equality,” I spoke the word As if a wedding vow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that I’d become my enemy In the instant that I preach My pathway led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. But you got to hum the Byrds version.
Go boil yer head Fillide....if you can find a pan big enough
What's wrong with a bit of frivolity from time to time. Maybe you should come in on a regular basis and tell us when we can be silly and when we have to be serious. If yer don't like it. Don't read it. Why did the chicken cross the road?
Oh, it seems like it's that time in the evening again.
Naw!!!!! I always go rumpty tumpty tumpty tump, rumpty tumpy, oh yeh toodle..........
thinks that's the archers in'it Al
It could be rumpty rumty rump..
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Didn't realise I was being not nice....here's some smilies
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