Mucker1884

Can you give me the recipe for that sauce?
Hang on while I get my penne.
 

Soz mate but in a world of Boris and Brexit and Trump... everything needs to.be fact checked. Otherwise we'll end up with... well, what we've ended up with.

I can't help but wonder...
How do knives used by Japanese chefs differ from those used by other nationalities?
How often do you have the need to chop Bamboo?
How much does an LED floor cost?
Will you be sleeping with the bread maker, or does he have his own room?
 
The pink unitard however, comes as absolutely no surprise whatsoever, it has to be said!
 
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Is it a bit snug?

I've got loads of these.
1. People who don't understand that dogs are equals. (Betters if anything). 
2. Gary Barlow.
3. People who don't get down on all fours and have a little mini wrestle with any dog that decides to grace him/her with their company.
4. Gary Frigging Barlow.
5. People who are unwilling to give big kisses on the lips to random dogs.
6. Oh and that Facebook thing, "I've been nominated to post 10 pieces of crap to annoy everyone"...
7. Loads of other facebook things.
8. Gary Barlow.
9. Gary Barlow.
10. Struggling for a tenth. Must be a good day.

Dog owners, who for some inexplicable reason, assume everyone would like to fuss over their dogs!
Just met up with big sis in her local park.  sat in our camping chairs.  Thermos cuppa each.  3 of us in total (2 of us from one household).
First time we've seen her since early March.  Was wonderful. (She's mid 60's and lives alone). 
All grass.  Very quiet, so very spacious, under the circumstances.  Nobody came within 20m of us (and we didn't cause anyone to divert in any way.  We saw 7 other people in 90 mins.  Dad and young son over the other side.  Bit of a kick about etc.  The other 5 were just strolling through.  3 of them were walking dogs.  Of those 3, 2 of them allowed their dogs (2 owners... 3 dogs) to approach us, and begin to sniff around etc.  Chairs/ankles/bags/shoes/thermos cups.  You name it, the dogs wanted to explore.
Neither owner made any attempt whatsoever, to curtail their dog's approach by calling them back, and literally had to be told to do so, before they reacted in any way!  (By Muckerette... I'm too much of a coward, and just tried shooing the dogs away directly... unsuccessfully, I hasten to add)
My sister isn't at all keen on dogs.  Muckerette is generally scared of them, or at the very least, doesn't trust them.  I can take 'em or leave 'em, and am more than comfortable around dogs... in the right setting!  But I certainly don't want 'em licking my friggin mug of coffee!
Whether dogs could be virus carriers or whether that is unproven/old wives tale, I care not one jot. 
Whether each particular dog is vicious or "just wants to play", I care even less!
Keep the Bamfords away.  If they cannot be trusted, then leash the duckers!  At the very least, for the better trained and more well behaved dogs... as all three of these seemed to be, if truth be told... try calling them back yourself, before they reach us, and before we feel the need to tell you to control your dogs!
 
I fully appreciate that most dogs like a fuss.  Who doesn't!
I fully appreciate that some people approach others' dogs, against the owners wishes.  I know this works both ways.
So... we won't approach your dog unless invited to do so (No thanks!), and you don't allow yours to approach us, unless we invite you to (Fat chance!).
 
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Having a sort out in the loft and I’ve unearthed a few Rams goodies...

They told me I’d never be good at poetry because I’m dyslexic.
So far I have made two jugs and a vase so duck um!!

I much prefer to eat mine with a knife and fork when in a restaurant/pizzeria, when it is usually very thin and floppy (and in my case, usually top-heavy, laden with various meats).
And yet, when it arrives at my door in a box (usually much thicker by design), I wouldn't dream of heading to the cutlery draw.
As I do not give a to55 what others think in my presence, I'm certain it's not merely "for appearances sake", so I can therefore offer no logical explanation for such a foible!  ? 

yes mate the season previous was the unsponsored version. Cracking shirts. A few of mine have got heat press marks in a box shape round the logo from the reaction of the transfer on to the shirt over time. Known to wear too. Got the home one with embroidered ram and home one with transferred ram. They dont like the irons heat, very thin material haha. 

Thank you very much for asking. It's been very up and down to say the least! Found out in February we were having a little girl. ? then the wife had a glucose test and turns out she has pregnancy diabetes ( I never even knew it was a thing!)
We were put on closer testing because she wasn't growing properly so we (well the wife as I'm banned from all apointments for obvious reasons) had to go for multiple doppler scans which picked up on a blocked artery.
BUT the good news is I have a very big and uncomfortable wife in bed as we are about a week or two away from the big event. The risk of down syndrome is still there but we are just thankful to be in this position.
Hope your boy is doing well ?

Oh wow!  I so want to live in Stoney Middleton... even the local fly tippers carefully position their unwanted wares squarely on a pallet.
Heaven!  
 

Dog owners, who for some inexplicable reason, assume everyone would like to fuss over their dogs!
Just met up with big sis in her local park.  sat in our camping chairs.  Thermos cuppa each.  3 of us in total (2 of us from one household).
First time we've seen her since early March.  Was wonderful. (She's mid 60's and lives alone). 
All grass.  Very quiet, so very spacious, under the circumstances.  Nobody came within 20m of us (and we didn't cause anyone to divert in any way.  We saw 7 other people in 90 mins.  Dad and young son over the other side.  Bit of a kick about etc.  The other 5 were just strolling through.  3 of them were walking dogs.  Of those 3, 2 of them allowed their dogs (2 owners... 3 dogs) to approach us, and begin to sniff around etc.  Chairs/ankles/bags/shoes/thermos cups.  You name it, the dogs wanted to explore.
Neither owner made any attempt whatsoever, to curtail their dog's approach by calling them back, and literally had to be told to do so, before they reacted in any way!  (By Muckerette... I'm too much of a coward, and just tried shooing the dogs away directly... unsuccessfully, I hasten to add)
My sister isn't at all keen on dogs.  Muckerette is generally scared of them, or at the very least, doesn't trust them.  I can take 'em or leave 'em, and am more than comfortable around dogs... in the right setting!  But I certainly don't want 'em licking my friggin mug of coffee!
Whether dogs could be virus carriers or whether that is unproven/old wives tale, I care not one jot. 
Whether each particular dog is vicious or "just wants to play", I care even less!
Keep the Bamfords away.  If they cannot be trusted, then leash the duckers!  At the very least, for the better trained and more well behaved dogs... as all three of these seemed to be, if truth be told... try calling them back yourself, before they reach us, and before we feel the need to tell you to control your dogs!
 
I fully appreciate that most dogs like a fuss.  Who doesn't!
I fully appreciate that some people approach others' dogs, against the owners wishes.  I know this works both ways.
So... we won't approach your dog unless invited to do so (No thanks!), and you don't allow yours to approach us, unless we invite you to (Fat chance!).
 
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Oh wow!  I so want to live in Stoney Middleton... even the local fly tippers carefully position their unwanted wares squarely on a pallet.
Heaven!  
 

Dog owners, who for some inexplicable reason, assume everyone would like to fuss over their dogs!
Just met up with big sis in her local park.  sat in our camping chairs.  Thermos cuppa each.  3 of us in total (2 of us from one household).
First time we've seen her since early March.  Was wonderful. (She's mid 60's and lives alone). 
All grass.  Very quiet, so very spacious, under the circumstances.  Nobody came within 20m of us (and we didn't cause anyone to divert in any way.  We saw 7 other people in 90 mins.  Dad and young son over the other side.  Bit of a kick about etc.  The other 5 were just strolling through.  3 of them were walking dogs.  Of those 3, 2 of them allowed their dogs (2 owners... 3 dogs) to approach us, and begin to sniff around etc.  Chairs/ankles/bags/shoes/thermos cups.  You name it, the dogs wanted to explore.
Neither owner made any attempt whatsoever, to curtail their dog's approach by calling them back, and literally had to be told to do so, before they reacted in any way!  (By Muckerette... I'm too much of a coward, and just tried shooing the dogs away directly... unsuccessfully, I hasten to add)
My sister isn't at all keen on dogs.  Muckerette is generally scared of them, or at the very least, doesn't trust them.  I can take 'em or leave 'em, and am more than comfortable around dogs... in the right setting!  But I certainly don't want 'em licking my friggin mug of coffee!
Whether dogs could be virus carriers or whether that is unproven/old wives tale, I care not one jot. 
Whether each particular dog is vicious or "just wants to play", I care even less!
Keep the Bamfords away.  If they cannot be trusted, then leash the duckers!  At the very least, for the better trained and more well behaved dogs... as all three of these seemed to be, if truth be told... try calling them back yourself, before they reach us, and before we feel the need to tell you to control your dogs!
 
I fully appreciate that most dogs like a fuss.  Who doesn't!
I fully appreciate that some people approach others' dogs, against the owners wishes.  I know this works both ways.
So... we won't approach your dog unless invited to do so (No thanks!), and you don't allow yours to approach us, unless we invite you to (Fat chance!).
 
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what do you use that for?

Anyone bought one of these? #tempting
http://www.uksticksandstones.com/product/handmade-rocking-sheep
 

Got any pics?

Same sex life as me mate

To relieve boredom:
Every Saturday I send my neighbour Tony, flowers with message: "I miss you lots"
Then I sit in the back garden with a beer and listen to his wife give him the third degree.