Dulwich Born And Bred

I agree, I found it a bit too much but that is the Yanks for you!

They were all having a duvet day.

I hope you had a wonderful day and may you have many many years of wedded bliss!! Heidi xx

There is Dulwich Art Gallery, Horniman Museum, Bel Air or is it beau something House? but I think they are all expensive. There is the cricket club in Dulwich also. Congrats on your impending wedding!! xx

I hate the C word, I think people who use it make themselves look pretty much stupid, it is just a nasty word. I love to say Bloody hell, twat or prat. The F word doesnt have any impact with me as so many people use it!

Well I do not remember being born in Dulwich hospital but i remember going to see my baby sister 21 years ago in Dulwich Hospital! and I am only 29! I am going to miss that place:(

Ahh I was wondering what all that commotion was!! heard lots and lots of police cars! But I thought with it being rugby final it might be some people drinking and getting lairy too early! Costcutters is my local and they are pretty nice in costcutters so I cannot imagine why anyone would want to attack them!

I think it is absolutely appalling that these girls and other people who mug people think they have the right to take other peoples properties. It really makes my blood boil, we all have to work and save to get nice things, no one has the right to take someone elses property and threaten them with violence or intimdation. Gosh, they need a click around the ears! I wonder if their parents know that they have produced kids who are roaming the streets causing fear!

Michael Palaeologus Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Lest they spot the toe sticking out of ones sock I have very pretty amusing socks, so when I kick my shoes off and one is bored, I can read and look at the pictures and funny writing on my socks....yes, it is a sad life I lead!

I just think in general with the Brits, kids are always seen and not heard, and also because now people are working harder, longer , they are quite stressed and just want to escape, and to go to places where kids are running amok, it enough to cause kiddy rage....ohhh, I have made up a new rage....well we have car rage and plane rage and the rest!:)) I am not bothered personally as I am a nanny, an auntie, and love kids but I can also understand why some people would just want to get away from it all. It is different abroad but it has always been like that abroad, they are very family oriented, whereas londoners are not so much these days. Ganapati Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > These threads always depress me a little. Having > lived on the continent, where children always seem > to be welcome, or at least present, whenever and > wherever, I wonder if this attitude says something > about the British as a people. I remember going to > Barcelona on holiday and drooling over the menu at > some posh restaurant. We didn't dare go in as we > had our baby with us. But the maitre d' saw us and > when he asked us if we wanted to come in, we said > oh no, it's too small ((we had our pram) and our > baby is too loud, he swept us inside, moved > furniture around, and generally bent over backward > for us. And the waiter even took our baby off our > hands and asked if he could show her to the > kitchen staff. None of the other patrons seemed to > give a fig--even those whose tables were moved a > bit to accomodate us.

Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > They can think what they like. F**k 'em! >:D< love it!

EDOldie Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Perhaps we should start a campaign to allow > smoking again, as the only place in England, in > East Dulwich pubs and see a return to our proper > working class roots, a bit like that Museum of > Wales. We could send the children up the chimneys, > that'll keep'em quiet >:D< a bit of hard work never killed anyone...ok maybe some...

I know a place! go to the kebab and wine and ask to go through the secret door...(wink wink) no kids there at all!

Brendan Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > First thing my Irish dad-in-law said to me when I > got off the plane to visit the holiday home in > Turkey was, ?Brendan I?m just warning you now so > you are prepared. Men are going to kiss you!? > > I was quite relieved when I realised all he meant > was that it was a normal local greeting. LMAO!! I remember when I went to Turkey when I was a wee little girl, more wee then now! and I was sure ALL the Turkish men were gay because they all kissed each other! It was only when I was in London and made Turkish friends that I realised it was normal, every Hakan, Tarkan and Erkan kissing you is normal. That and wearing horrible nasty slippers when you go in their houses.

Ahh Jah Lush, People are always convince that one cannot possibly be happy without kids, marriage and the rest, You know like when obese people say their weight does not bother them and they are all happy and jolly and people mutter " it is a front, I tell you, she cannot be happy with her weight,she wants to be thin really" well they think the same if one is older, single, etc, they say " it is a front, how can they be happy alone, old , without anything but themselves??" Even my mother said to me the other day " You are only half living if you do not have children and a partner, it is a different and special kind of love" geez thanks Mum!(tu)

Child dislikers...boooo hiissssss!>:D< I am joking, there is a place for everyone! I find getting drunk is quite an effective of way of helping to ignore the children in pubs.

I think they should teach it in schools, so the next generation are not as confused as this generation.:)) It is just difficult because now we have a mixture of different cultures, there is the different ways they do things, like the kissing on cheeks, and handshakes. I remember when we used to be able to go in people's houses with shoes on, so matching your socks didn't matter, now I find we go to people's houses ( like my Turkish friends) and they demand you take your shoes off at the door, not good if it is wash day eh?

Brendan Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Ant Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > Pfeh - much less fun. > > Perhaps for the suave and cool Ant but for the shy > it is a whole world of awkwardness. Left or right > first? 1 or 2? What if we both go different > directions and end up getting the lips? Tongue or > no tongue? > > It?s a minefield I tell you! A bloody minefield! Just close your eyes, pucker up and just go for it, if you get a mouth that is a bonus!>:D<

I'm OldER....I dont mind because i look younger so I can remain in blissed ignorance. 30 is old as my friends and family keep telling me because I have no kids, I am not married, I still cannot drive...so basically they keep saying "tick tock" when they are in my presence. Lovely people eh? Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > 29!!!! HeidiHi? That's not old. Anyway, who cares > youth is wasted on the young.

hahahahahahaha! My friends and my family, we all kiss each other on the cheeks! Sometimes one cheek ( the English lot) and two cheeks to the other lot ( Turkish, French etc) but I don't kiss my bosses or the staff in my local sainsburys and shops even though I have spoken to them for years, they get a pat on the arm instead. Nothing wrong with spreading a bit of lurve....;-)

We are all getting old....ER! sadly.:( We think we can carry on the way we could when we were young and cannot understand why we gain pounds when we still eat the same food, why we find it takes longer to walk to the local shops, why going for a knees up takes us a week to recover, why we swap fashion shoes/clothes for comfy stuff, why we start quoting and saying things our parents used to say and so on. Quite a shock really when people and doctors start saying things like "getting on a bit, age, blah blah" and you think " I am not THAT old" which we are not, but we are still older..and older is just as bad as errrr old! Sometimes I do not realise I am not a teenager anymore until I look at a photo of myself from my teens and check myself in the mirror and I am shocked to see I am no longer fresh faced, we all age without really knowing it. I might not look 17 anymore but I dont look a day over 20 and I am nearly 30...good old Olay!(tu) Anyway you are only as old as the person you feel..so make sure she is younger then you!>:D< Heidi x

I used to go to this school...there IS a swimming pool, it is that big blue building outside, not the best swimming pool but then I find that generally in London they are not too great anyway. I used to go to both sites for my lessons, and the site where the boys school is to be built is quite small, as we just had a concrete part to play tennis on and a small playgrounds, we used the main site which is the Harris Academy now for playing netball, hockey and so forth. As for building new schools, well, kids needs to go school, and it has to be built somewhere. No complaints from me, we will all manage somehow with the kids, traffic and the rest!

Glad I made you smile! :)) I have never seen any kids playing with conkers now you have mentioned it, whereas that was the complete norm in my day. That and marbles! I often lost my marbles too.....

Oh Sean, that happened to me before, this dislike of most people...probably because London has changed so much since I was a kid, yes, life changes, everything changes, I know that, but I just find it all big, brash and there is not much sense of community anymore, like waiting for the bus in the morning for work...I could be the first person there and as soon as a bus arrives everyone is pushing and shoving to get on the bus first, I find the lack of values and respect disheartening because I always wait my turn, I dont push and shove, I still open doors for people, say thank you if I am crossing the road and a car etc has stopped for me. Maybe I am getting old! Ahh Canning means getting a bus, no more buses for me, I will go to the next local one in Lordship Lane

I used to get bruised fingers when I was a kid, the boys were so rough and used to whack my conkers so hard it would hit against my hands...brought a tear to my eyes it did!