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About 3hr and 3 mins ago for me too! :)-D Jenayr Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I could go a drink already!!!! :))

Are we still talking about Liquorish???;-) Michael Palaeologus Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > It is true that the front is not as noisy as the > back,

Don't do that... you will stain your Man U scarf! Ladymuck Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > *shoots herself in the head*

Looks like all the various sport/fitness groups are attending this one then. Glad to see they have their prorities right. Or with this be a form of endurance training? Who can stay out the latest and eat the most kebab

Thread done!

What about holding it on Goose Green? Any excuse to get together and party is good enough for me

I heard this one today:

I needed to post this somewhere as I am a little weirded out by it all. About 5 years ago I was tracing my Black South African mother's family history. We had found out that my mother's grandmother had married a White English descendent of the owner of a South African Reserve. He had left his family to be with her I think. We managed to trace a ship to where we believed his family were from Durham. This was a surprise enough as my mother believed she was the first of her family to move to the UK, she had now found out that she was merely returning after many generations, to her family's home. Well after putting out a search those 5 years ago, I since moved from our home in the Midlands to East Dulwich. I have found out today that we have managed to go back further to find that this ancestor of ours was actually born on Elm Grove, Peckham in 1841 and was baptised in St Giles, Camberwell. It's so odd as having never heard of this area before moving South, I since find out that this is where part of my family originated.

I really am loving the stories on here. It is so nice to hear so many positive and lovely stories. Talking of buses I have two stories of nice people. One was a drunken accidental bus trip to Penge one Christmas. I had fallen asleep only to be woken by the bus driving who was shouting as this woman dipped her hand into my handbag and ran off with my purse. He got out of his carriage and chased after down the street with me running behind him and the women thought better of it and dropped it, which he fetched and handed back to me. And more recently, a lovely lady work me up on the 176 after falling asleep on the way home from work and right at my exact stop!

Magpie Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > When they have been alone, either walking home, at > bus stops etc and have been worried about > attracting the attention of predatory males, they > feel far less vulnerable if they are chatting into > a phone. It also means that they don't have to > talk/make conversation with them, if they don't > want to. > Usually, by the time they have finished the real > or pretend phone call, the male in question has > lost interest and moved elsewhere. > > Seems a bit strange to feel safer when out at > night when distracted by your phone, then when > fully aware of whats going on around you I do this, and for all the reasons above. I am usually pretending to have a conversation, so am fully aware of what is going on around. Either that or talking about/describing the person I feel is watching me to Mr VBC. Even to his voicemail, just in case something happens, then at least there is a record of it. I think it is terribly sad that as a woman I have to do this and have to find ways of protecting/preventing an attack. I do sometimes wonder if guys (drunk or not) realise how scary it is to be approached, benignly or otherwise. I also feel terribly sad that because of a few men out there behaving in such ways, the knock on effect is that is causes other men to feel wary about approaching women.

This just about sums up my NYE feelings: Why I F*&%ing Hate New Year's Eve

Yeah! Finally a thread that doesn't contain moaning about not being allowed plastic bags or moaning about being served the wrong kind of Barcardi. I am getting tired of the unfunny, miserable bah-humbugery that seems to prevail on here at the moment. One of the biggest good deeds I can think of is by one particular forumite who has given up her time to coach some of us feckless ladies into football and fitness. I joined not knowing what to expect and even now I am still in admiration for how positive the whole experience has been and how much it has touched so many people on the EDF.

???? Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > > > ...was this bit deliberate irony? Can I retropectively pretend it was ;-)

KalamityKel Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Santa got lost in Peckham... :)) Or stabbed

After spending a really tedious day at work I may have (mistakenly) decided to read some threads other to my normal ones... On god's great earth, how depressing are a lot of these threads. People moaning and whinging about really petty things - just reading them has made me want to reach for the gin. Why is everyone so moany? I thought ED was a happy place? (Or is this only when fuelled by promises of ED Drinks and Curry nights). Surely everyone should be thankful that they have plenty of friends, plenty of food and drink, and a lovely area to live in. Now please... be thankful and stop moaning! :))