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Pancetta Gnocchi, Broccoli and a Chestnut Mushroom sauce.
Next week I'll try and post something not bowl served!

Pork, sage and onion Spaghetti with Cavolo Nero and Chopped walnuts.

Nice post & a. typical example of the remainer I'm alright Jack masses.
To hell with the environment let it suffer under the poisonous CAP, let austerity reign down on the poorest, let those who want a vote on their right to self govern in Catalonia be beaten back into line...nowt wrong with the black shirted Jack booted approach in our EU gang....as long as my smug existence isn't threatened.
Sorry but just wanted to replicate your cheap shot.

You're right, even if you're wrong ?

Without trying to get back into this argument on here which is taboo- but I haven't brought it up.   If someone votes to leave it doesn't mean they have no social awareness,  believe we stood alone or Europe owes us.  Neither are they spuriously brain dead with no viewpoint worth consideration.  In the words of Bill Hicks ' No one dies for a flag -they die to give you the right to burn flags if you choose'. We live in a democracy - someone can have a differing view without being constantly harangued for it.
 
 

Seafood spaghetti. 
@Boycie Not a letter to be found anywhere. 

Typical middle-aged, humourless Facebook fare.
I see young people who have been told that the only possible path is to go to university. Blame the people who are of the age that this type of page is aimed at for perpetuating this myth.
P.S. Apologies for posting something serious in the joke thread.

Snowy 10k with this beast. The chicken dinner waiting for us at home kept us running.

Our Ragdoll kitten on Mrs Wolfie's mermaid blanket thingy.
Growing fast and now almost tolerated by the old cat.

Gambas pil pil and pulpo frito, all washed down with a glass of Alhambra reserva verde.

When I was young I wanted to be a Doctor
One of the tests was:
Rearrange these letters to name a part of the body with which you stand erect: PNISE
Those who wrote SPINE are now Doctors, the others swap jokes on dcfcfans.co.uk

Daisy and Dolly, who are not too happy about their favourite set of drawers being moved.

This is Tigzi the dog and Lola the doggy sharing so.e quiet time. It's taken 3 years for them to reach this level of proximity.......?

...and to complete the set, we have Charlie the rufty tufty to cat and Amy the 3 month old Boa (with intrepid young niece).

Just wanted to say anxiety and depression very common after flu particularly if you are prone to mental health issues. Don't worry about having time off work or letting the little one watch TV. Put your needs first for a bit. As a family you are part of a team and everyone is important including you. Have you tried magnesium supplements. They do help and can be taken with prescription medication too. Vitamin B supplements are good too. Hope you feel better soon - anxiety is horrible.

Balderdash!
Looks to me like you're coping remarkably well with everything you've got to contend with this week.
You're a loyal worker and responsible parent, clearly. Stop beating yourself up for a minute and give yourself a pat on the back instead. Billy isn't going to be scarred by Cbeebies/whatever for a few days til you get back on your feet, fella.

Bit flash, pidgeon, pheasant and pistachio starter and game casserole mains.

Yes - not saying we shouldn't talk about it, but maybe needs a separate thread and keep this one to more personal experiences and a safe place to chat about our own mental health. I think the people who need a thread like this the most will likely be deterred from posting if it just becomes a big debate about the nuances of health provision

I think with respect to those that started the thread and have used it for positive means, it's not really the place to start debating that. I'm not even very comfortable with the turn it has taken in the last couple of pages.
Not saying anyone's views are invalid, but I don't feel it's the place to be saying contentious stuff IMO
 

Daisy, my sisters Persian Blue kitten.

One of my daughters cats: Hector (not named after King Kevin)
 

Black Bomber Cheddar with home made piccalilli.

Peregrine attacking a Marsh Harrier over Stanpit Marsh.

Hello all, 
It's hard to post this but this week has been possibly the worst my mental health has ever been. I recently posted in another thread about wanting to make 2019 positive but ever since Saturday i've gone downhill so so fast. 
I had a little worry, It started as a minor worry, then it developed inside me to a concern, the grew larger and larger into a huge obsession that i couldn't shift and consequently i found myself at the doors of depression. 
I started taking my Citalopram on Saturday but it hasn't yet kicked in. On Monday, i was in absolute hysteric floods of tears crying to my Mum and Dad and since then the floodgates have definitely opened. My mum gave me a Diazepam to help calm me down but this just made me dizzy and sick before eventually having a calming effect late on in evening.
Tuesday i went in to work as normal at about 2:30 my boss told me to get home and rest because i looked very ill. I went to play football in the evening as i always do on Tuesday but this proved extremely difficult. I thought the exercise and fresh air would do me wonders but inside all i was doing was fixating on my problems. Despite nearly passing out 3 times i managed to make it through. After another cry to my parents i managed 6 hours sleep.
Wednesday i was able to see the doctor. He gave me more tablets and some numbers for CBT therapy providers in the local area. I immediately rang them and was quite shocked just how long the process can take and one of them was charging quite a considerable amount.
Wednesday evening as i attempted to try to be active to my mind of things i panicked and fainted for a good few minutes. After coming round i was take to my bed where again, i found myself in floods of tears being consoled by Girlfriend, Mum and Dad.  
Yesterday morning i woke up very early again. 4:45 to be exact. I dragged my duvet down stairs hoping that a change of scenery may help. I went to take my tablet in the morning as i've started doing and then i got really really scared. I looked at these tablets and though 'Why don't i just take loads of them and then i won't have to feel like this anymore?' So i took one, then took a second one straight after. I started Vomiting almost immediately afterwards, panicking and deep breathing. Before i knew, i had fainted once again only to be found by my Mum. Once i had come round, my vomiting continued and my thoughts worsened about just taking more tablets to stop me feeling bad or anything all together. I was taken straight to the hospital and given a number of physical tests that all came back positive so i was allowed to come home. I hadn't at this point mentioned to the hospital or anyone that i was feeling suicidal.  As the afternoon progresses my mood swung again, up and down and up and down again. Eventually i was again hysterical and i decided that i had to tell my parents that i'd worried about ending things that morning if i could. I explained to them that i felt like a constant failure and that peoples life would be easier without me there. I don't think i've ever cried as much as i did yesterday. I had the same conversation with my girlfriend that evening and it absolutely destroyed me saying what i said but i was and still am scared that i will do something stupid. My dad rang one of the metal health helplines and i explained to them what was happening in my mind and they marked me as 'critical' meaning i needed immediate help. They eventually rang and they were absolutely no help what so ever. The earliest they could see me was Saturday afternoon and despite my girlfriend pleading with the man on the phone that i needed immediate help he just said 'Saturday afternoon' then shut down the conversation to hang up. I was left in the darkest hole i think i could possibly have been in and if it wasn't for the people around me i don't know what i would have done. 
I actually began to improve last night and decided that this morning i would come in to work and get myself some routine back. I have done and so far i'm just about on top of my emotions but even the littlest things feels like it could set me off. 
Christmas is my favourite time of the year and i can't even think about it. I just want to be better for it so the people who are around me can enjoy it too. 
I'm sorry for the essay but i thought writing it down might help and i'm hopeful that i can be on the mend soon and one day look back on it with the experience to help others
 

Another uncomfortable read - l hope the break over Christmas helps you @AshfieldRam and that your Saturday appointment offers you some immediate relief.
Wishing everyone on here a merry Christmas, but particularly those who l often find in here.  Stay strong brothers, and Lambchop.