Today's poet

[freckle]

Too true...


Crossing over the line,
Stop your watch, check the time.
You know in your heart how you fared.
You put up a fight, but paced it just right.
You raced it as fast as you dared.

britains got talent! fab!

[Graham Breeze]

Time I went to bed
Dark nights all work little play
Eight hour til next verse

"What is this shi*t?"

Is this the most famous put-down review of a record released by the towering genius of pop music for the later half of the 20th Century?

Or is it a critique of this thread?

The answer lies in a conversation I had on the rock steps with a certain runner whilst he staggered up Ingleborough last evening.

[freckle]

"What is this shi*t?"

Is this the most famous put-down review of a record released by the towering genius of pop music for the later half of the 20th Century?

Or is it a critique of this thread?

The answer lies in a conversation I had on the rock steps with a certain runner whilst he staggered up Ingleborough last evening.

eh?

[brett]

Graham, so pleased you have finished Ingleborough

[Graham Breeze]

Bitch!

[brett]

Are you posting via your mobile?

Are you nearly at the top?

Graham, so pleased you have finished Ingleborough

[Graham Breeze]

ugh ugh ugh .

Are we nearly there?

(I can hear Brett behind me)

[freckle]

Bitch!

just to clarify was that directed at me like ?

[brett]

Me like?

just to clarify was that directed at me like ?

[freckle]

Me like?

Phew! ............... each to their own like! i can sleep soundly now!