Reply With QuoteSorry I'm late in replying, my mam sent me out to the shops....oh sorry, that was in 1954.Originally Posted by Raffe
Don't you take anything in, you can't call a coat Colin. That's for hats.
Good luck being shot out of that canon
Sorry I'm late in replying, my mam sent me out to the shops....oh sorry, that was in 1954.
Don't you take anything in, you can't call a coat Colin. That's for hats.
He cant even be bothered to pay attention, you should find another friend.
Who - Colin?
I thought Colin was the hat?
I am confused and would rather be talking about Hondas.
I am pleased to hear that, I was rooting for him and getting quite anxious.
In other delivery news, Yodel has apparently delivered 30kg of dry dog food at my house this morning.
That is all.
There is a 'Collins Honda' in Bexhill.
Did I mention that I've just had an MOT done on our old Honda?
Mr Horniman, (he's my probation officer and wears a reefer jacket called 'Roger') says I've to stop trying to make friends on the interweb or else!
You did. Tell me less.
Any advisories?
Our postman wears shorts,no hat and talks on his phone a lot while delivering the mail.
He follows the same procedure while delivering to our neighbours. (See, it not just you lot with neighbours)
Ah, but BG are not a delivery company.
They deliver lots of offers to me even though I haven't got gas. I ring them sometimes, we have a good laugh about it.
dishwashers have filters?
So do corals, fan worms, sponges and a lot of other marine creatures, even some birds.
you live and learn, the world is truly a wonderful place.
Not to mention Players No.6 and some traffic lights.
Kidneys, lets not leave them out, a whole organ devoted to the filter function....
British Gas have been in touch they promise to come tomorrow, another day another let down,
''life, don't talk to me about life''.
In Barnsley we speak of little else.
BTW this is not the same else my probation officer referred to ^^^^. This is Little Else
Hmmm steak and kidney pudding, washed down with a nice chianti fffffffff
My first wife's father had a Triumph Acclaim which I believe was a rebadged Honda
I borrowed it to pop round the shops for 20 Benson & Hedges in 1982
(I stopped smoking in 1990)
Thats when he lived in Jedburgh
The best thing about the place at the time was that the pubs were open all day
It was green with beige seats and felt very pleasant to drive
Thats about all I can remember about the whole thing
The car and Jedburgh that is - my first wife is another matter, I could tell you some stories about the mad cow - like when she spent £35 on new net curtains from Heelas - it was still a week until payday and we only had £50 left in the account. And she shagged my (ex) best friend. (Sorry, last bit not inane enough)
Layin Cable?
I wanted a cat called Colin but he was judged to be too feral and the cat home wouldn't let him go. I also run a Honda Civic. Spooky!
Cheers,
Gary
I know a Colin. Great guy. He's got a very nice Tudor Sub.
I've got a Tudor Sub too. However I'm not called Colin.
Cheers,
Gary
I'm not called Colin and I've not even got a Sub homage. I'm so losing this game :'(
My uncle Lar calls me Albert even though my name is Alan. I don't have an uncle Colin.
That's astonishing, neither do I. Though one used to live next door to my dad's mum. A Colin, that is; tbh don't know if he was an uncle and he's dead now so I can't ask him. But it's still an amazing coincidence isn't it?
Buxton. That was his surname, not where my gran lived.Though it was only in the adjacent county.
If you ever find yourself in a French restaurant and there is colin on the menu, you can order it in the safe knowledge it won't be a hat or a coat or owner of a Honda; if will be hake (or possibly pollack).
I went to Ecuador with someone called Colin and he bought a Panama hat whilst we were there. I know a different Colin who lives in Panama. Spooky.
Imagine going into a French restaurant and your name was Colin Pollock! Phew, could be awkward.
Just to be on the safe side, in case I were to change my name by deed poll to CP, could you tell me the name of the restaurant so that I can avoid any embarrassment?
My opposite neighbour is called Colin, as far as I know he has no interest in watches, I mean he owns one, but I think his interest stops there. His house caught fire a year ago on Wednesday, I know this as it is the wifes birthday on the 9th and it happened on her birthday last year, they have only just moved back in.
The landlord of my local is called Colin, he doesn't drive a Civic, though he is scouse. Always double check my change and gold crowns like.
Has he got a Honda Civic?
Not currently, he may have had one in the past but not in the past 4 years.
Cheers..
Jase
He is a neighbour and called Colin,, bloomin small world.
So is Honda Civic ownership more prevalent with our Liverpudlian friends?
A little place on the rive gauche called the Ouimpie Barre.
I had a friend called Colin to whom I gave a Roger Chapman album, Live at the Budokan and a Japanese import, if my memory serves me well. Colin had a 70's Laverda which he commuted on rain or shine, lovely bike although a bit temperamental.
I used to have a cat called Steve if that helps anyone?
Wow a cat!
Now that narrows things down.
I like grapes
Mrs grey's first exposure to the 'Royal Cheese' was in 1980 at a little place on the Rive Gauche; she has never been near a McDonalds since.
Chappo. He was, she was....
Someone who lies about the little things will lie about the big things too.
I have a cat called Colin.
Yours or mine?
We have neighbors on both sides, none of which are called Colin, scouse or drive Civic's though at least one pair of neighbors drink in my local and have sat in my Civic. My wife isn't scouse or called Colin either but she does drive my Civic.
He prefers chicken cat food
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