There you have it Mr Foster....the chick digs the mop
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There you have it Mr Foster....the chick digs the mop
Chick tock, Chick tock..................................only one chick so far.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master
I'm 40. Am I too old to be a chick?Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master
No, your a chick, and his only hope so far.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bo Peep
No, you still qualify.....you would lose the status if you had your hair cut to look like a little hat though....why do women do that once they've got married? It's a disgrace. I'm 43 and was sporting a Mohican and the tightest pants in Manchester over Xmas....it's a state of mind (doesn't work if you get fat though)Quote:
Originally Posted by Bo Peep
Dearie me. I despair. Next thing you know, the mortgage rates will be going up.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master
May never win a race but i'll have you know i winalot of admiring stares from dog's when i run, all of them licking their lips, i am worshipped in the doghouse my old chum;)Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master
I don't read the papers....Quote:
Originally Posted by Bo Peep
No worries for The Master, Dances with Bones paid for his TeePee many moons ago.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bo Peep
Tripe sirQuote:
Originally Posted by stevefoster
George, are you bitching out of Long Mynd?
I am Elder;)Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master
Calf still dicey fatboy....might give it a stretch at Tandle on Saturday if you fancy though?Quote:
Originally Posted by Fleeter
old un - are you offering to step into the breach and run Leg 4 with TT the day after doing Rombalds?! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by old un
Fleeter - I assume you're running the PBWR for a "proper" team? :w00t:
Daz, running long mynd race instead
was thinking of it daz but not fit enough for a two day thingy im afraid but good luck with it to all involved
Hey up fellow Ponies, out team number for the PB Relay is 46.
I'll be there to "boo" you Stevie hon. Not the other team members just you- "Boooooooo, Hisssssss- here comes the pacifier!"Quote:
Originally Posted by stevefoster
Then you can buy me a drink after the race you big girl.
KK
x
Aw bless KK, thank you xxQuote:
Originally Posted by Keswick_Krumble
Hope that was the response you were after hon:wink:
That i will look forward to KK HunQuote:
Originally Posted by Keswick_Krumble
to recap what merry said, we are team no. 46
this is important to remember when collecting numbers at leg starts
we are also currently a man down
can we think of anybody else...?
Leg1: stevefoster & MrsC
Leg2: Daz & clairster
Leg3: euph & MarkD
Leg4: Turbo Tom & a.n.other
Leg5: Amex & MrsA
BUMP!
oh, and I've PM'd you Amex...
Nothing landed with me Daz do you need me can i help?Quote:
Originally Posted by DazTheSlug
looks like your inbox is full mate - sort it aaahht!Quote:
Originally Posted by Amex
Sorted Daz xxQuote:
Originally Posted by DazTheSlug
Anybody know the race, it's around mid summer where you have to jump into water chest height half way round i think it's crossing a river???? trying to plan my year and want Mrs A to do it obviously i wont tell her that she will get wet :sneaky:
Whaley Waltz? you jump in the river Goyt right near the end - I've done it a couple of times and it's one of my faves- 30th June this year - I'll be there :thumbup:
oh, and I've PM'd your PM back!
Thats the one thanks Daz Mrs A will love it! er er well least said and all that on and i have Pmd your pm that you pmd me about :confused:Quote:
Originally Posted by DazTheSlug
*** STILL NEED A.N.OTHER FOR PENNINE BRIDLEWAY RELAY ***
could ask clairster's friend JillC, but am keeping her in "super reserve" in case I can't make it myself (long story)
anybody got any ideas...?
Daz, do you have to be a Fell Pony to join the team?
Of course not Nick, you'd be most welcome:thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by BritNick
Are we still a man down Daz? Mrs C. mentioned something about maybe being on holiday the weekend of the PBR. I'll get in touch with her and find out.
Fell ponies - haven't you lot disbanded yet, talk about flogging a dead horse!
Let's talk about flogging a dead horse then..............all you need is a dead horse, here's one i prepared earlier, find something to flog it with, et voila, you are now flogging a dead horse, it's the most fun you can have with..........................err a dead horse:thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Antisocial
Next week we'll talk about how to construct box girder bridges and how to split the atom in your lunch hour, bloody marvellous.
What's the latest situation? Is another team member still needed?
Well, if you esteemed Ponies are stuck, you don't mind my slow, post-Rombald's ar*e dragging down your time and TT doesn't mind me slowing down his leg, I'm willing to step into the breech. I'll go further than that. I might even join you as a second named club cos I like the cut of your jib. The horse lives.
So there Anti. :p
Hurrah!
Nick, PM me your address and will see if I can find a vest for you (medium?).....consider yourself part of the stable! Tough luck on not getting through UTMB draw, neither did I but have found something bigger and better to do instead.....have you never fancied Tor des Geants??Quote:
Originally Posted by BritNick
As far as i can decipher the Fell Ponies is about drinking, why disband?Quote:
Originally Posted by Antisocial
Interesting list of nautical metaphors on Wikipedia...Quote:
Originally Posted by BritNick
I like the cut of your jib, used to characterise the way a person looks, sailors would recognise the nationality of other ships by the shape of the triangular forsesail (or Jib).[1]
Taken aback, on a square-rigger the sails were 'taken aback' when the wind was blowing on the wrong side of the sails causing a dangerous situation. Later used to indicate a difficult or unexpected situation.[2]
Batten down the hatches
Clear the decks, to get everything out of the way as a warship went into action.[3]
Show someone the ropes, to show or explain to someone how to do a task or operation. Taken from the use of ropes to orient and adjust the sails.
Sail close to the wind, is to operate hazardously on very slim margins, usually applied in a financial sense. Derived from the technique of sailing close to the direction of the oncoming wind.
Loaded to the gunwales
Back and fill
On one's beam ends
Awash
Nail one's colours to the mast
Flying the flag
Plain sailing
With flying colours, - the colours was the national flag flown at sea during battle, a ship would surrender by lowering the colours and the term is now used to indicate a triumphant victory or win.[4]
In the doldrums
All hands to the pumps
Weathering a storm
A different tack
Swinging the lead, is to avoid duty by feigning illness or injury, original a confusion between Swing the leg which related to the way dogs can run on three legs to gain sympathy and the sailor's term heaving the lead which was to take soundings. [5]
Left high and dry
May the wind always be at your back and may you have following seas
Three sheets to the wind, meaning "staggering drunk," refers to a ship whose sheets have come loose, causing the sails to flap uncontrolled and the ship to meander at the mercy of the elements. Also, "Three sheets in the wind, unsteady from drink."[6]
Sun over the yardarm: This phrase is widely used, both afloat and ashore, to indicate that the time of day has been reached at which it is acceptable to have lunch or (more commonly) to have an alcoholic beverage.
Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey was said to refer to a tray on which cannonballs were stored, but this story has been discredited, according to the linked article.
"Take soundings": In suspected shallow waters, a crewmember may have the task of repeatedly throwing into the water a lead line, or piece of lead tied to a string knotted every fathom, for the purpose of estimating the depth of the sea.[7] This saying the nautical equivalent of "Take the lay of the land": see how things are going, or see what people think about a proposed course of action.[citation needed]
"Son of a gun" may have referred to a boy born aboard ship during the age of sail-power. Although technically never allowed, women were not infrequently aboard British ships during at least some of their voyages (these women included both wives and prostitutes). One theory holds that "son of a gun" was entered into the official log of the ship in cases of questionable or uncertain paternity. Another theory holds that the guns themselves occasionally aided in the birthing process by "kicking" the bulkhead against a woman's back. This theory holds that any boy born in such a manner was a son of a gun.[citation needed]
"All set" is derived from setting lobster traps, commonly used to denote a completed task
I've PM'd you. Funnily enough, someone was only telling me about the TdG after The Hebden on Saturday. To be honest I hadn't fancied it, bearing in mind I haven't managed to finish a UTMB yet. 200 miles in 150 hours all in one go sounds daunting, to say the least.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Master