
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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Quite frankly, there is nowt so sweet as love that ages gracefully.
The sight of a pair of grey hairs strolling hand-in-hand down the beach gives me such hope for the future.
So what if you've both got bits that wobble better than a wave machine in a local pool!
Don't be old and alone, kids. My mother's a living testament to those woes.
/hugs to the newlyweds.
May your lum keep blythly reeking til yer auld enought to dee.
May you always be as happy as I wish you now to be.
What the hell is lum and why does it reek blythly?
( , Thu 7 May 2009, 2:27, 1 reply)

is Scots (at least) for chimney.
As for why it reeks blythly, you'll have to ask it yourself
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