Happy bidet HH
The morning that Princess Of Our Hartz died I was lying in bed, having just woken up with a stinking hangover. I turned the radio on, heard nothing but funereal music and immediately assumed that I had died from alcohol poisoning and this was some kind of hideous after-life experience. Imagine my relief when I realised that some dozy droopy-drawered bint had popped her clogs instead.

Alt: Anything with chocolate is acceptable.

AltAlt: Dozer isn't having a midlife crisis, he's having a sexual-orientation crisis. Totally different game altogether. I used to have a Vauxhall Cavalier. Nothing remotely fancy, but my son was only 3 at the time and thought it was a sports car because it had a sunroof. so it's all about perceptions. Or something.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:42, 1 reply, 13 years ago)

Was Diana that well remembered?
I can remember driving to Cornwall on the day of her funeral, and thinking how clear the roads were and also falling over the wall at Jamaica Inn whilst stepping back to take a photo
( hartley hare Just some prick who thinks it doesn't apply to him, Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:46, Reply)

Aye it was a nightmare.
I think most people couldn't have given 2 shits TBH, but seemed to be drowned out by the weeping and wailing of the nation's grief-mongers.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:50, Reply)

I'd been out smashing it
and had a few people back at mine afterwards, and had TV on mute, playing records. This mangled up car kept on appearing on-screen so we put the sound up to see if it was anyone interesting. Turned out it wasn't, so the tunes went back on again.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:53, Reply)

^^^ Acceptable response to 'an enormous national tragedy'

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:54, Reply)

I saw the sea of polythene that was left outside st James palace
It was embarrassing
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 23 Jan 2013, 9:56, Reply)