I thought that as I was lining the sights up on my rifle

i,m never bored sat in supermarket car parks unlike when you are inside them. watching other car drivers attempts to park are one of the fun parts of the day plus the others who drive around to get a yard closer to the front doors.

A man after my own heart…love to observe people, mind you I got paid to one time.
Car parks are a grand source of entertainment…..I like how they turn up in some 4x4 brag wagon with macho names and the pick up ones that have only had the shopping in the back……then some 4ft 10 inch women jumps out after driving in looking through the steering wheel and not over it.

I love to observe beautiful women but not so keen on the men

You can safely be described as ‘normal’ then.

or sexist. regarding little people getting out of big cars where they look to be remote controlled when you follow them makes me think of small male bus drivers. they to a man always wound their seats up as high as they could as if passengers and passers by were actually interested. it was funny how us tall lads wound them low.

The very few really short people I’ve worked with have this simmering volcano inside them, ready to violently erupt on any minute reference to their ..er…. ‘Vertical feature’.

bit like lasses who struggle to put anything inside an A cup who hate other women more who flash the tops of their Double D more than lads jokes.

When we were kids round our way aged about 7 we all got Rawhide cowboy sets, but this one lad didn’t ….but to be fair the family didn’t have much money…but Boxing Day we all looked like a possee till he joins us with his pistol in a holster tied to his snakey belt….. his mother came out, grabbed his holster and dragged him in…..we were all baffled till years later me mam said his holster was a sanitary towel with a sherrif’s badge pinned on.

Hotel toilet paper, it’s very thin and your fingers go straight through it, pubs the same if there is any.

remember the dreaded izal.

Chocolate fingers Take it that would be your regular overnight stay then Jamie " The Bamboo Hotel"

Nah, it’s the ‘TENKO ARMS’… 5 Stars in ‘Prison Camp Review’. Izal optional.

What you on about ?

Bored just passing time until or if we sign some decent players

just bored and i hate june as a month. hay fever to start, days might get more hot and sunnyand have no interest in summer sports or the euro,s. even the sodding weather we are told we should like makes dog walking a bind as you need to avoid parts of the day or looking for a cloudy break.

Had a meet up in the Raby Arms this morning for breakfast…went round the table and all were ordering eggs Benedict, poached eggs on fancy toast etc so I waited till last and ordered the full English….the looks of envy were heart warming.

i,d stay clear of anywhere who sold stuff like that including a veggie breakfast. did they have fancy named coffee and a choice of different teas. going out for a meal on monday as its free from the over 50,s club and have had my orders already to keep it shut and not take the piss when ordering.

Proper full English, a pot of tea and a pot of hot water.
They ‘re all doing the poncey stuff and there are those who feel the need to conform to impress…I don’t give a flying fook….. I’m dead common.

Not heard that for a while typical Hartlepool talk " I'm dead common"
We used to say that a lot at away games back in late 70s and 80s to impress bar staff / train staff etc. Why I have no idea but it seemed to be a phrase used a lot back then by Poolies. Only it was slightly longer
" I'm dead common me like " Or maybe it was just our group of daft lads who thought it was cool.

I think it’s saying to the world, this is me, this is how I am and have no intention of putting on airs and graces to conform to those who think they’ve moved up in the world.
I remember going to a lads house with this huge leather book on the ‘coffee table’ and asked what the book was as there was no writing anywhere on it.
He said the wife had bought it as a ‘coffee table book’ for ‘effect’
Left alone, I looked inside and it was a book featuring late 19th century French steam boilers….oh dear, talk about posing

When we were there, one of the lads used to be quite the ‘ladies man’ worked with us and became a footballer and Scottish cap to boot.
He told us how back in the day he turned up unexpectedly at one of lads houses to pick him up to play five a side one summer’s evening.
He was invited into the house and sat in the living room while the lad collected his gear …..at that his wife returns home and finds him sat in the living room and starts chatting with him … immediately the lads heard galloping down that stairs opens the door and calls her out, closing the door….two minutes later two minutes later he rushes back in and grabs the sleepy dog and pulls it out by the collar and closes the door.
Eventually they set off and in the car asks what it was all about in the house…he told him he wouldn’t trust him alone with any woman for more than two minutes and he was taking no chances with the dog as he’d f#&k that too given the opportunity…all a wind up but didn’t tell him tell the next day.

might have mentioned this before but have only known one millionaire who knew the best places to go to get value for money after travelling a lot of the country in his motor business. none of these places where poncy spots either cafes or hotels he used. if i had to go somewhere new we always asked ralph and were never disappointed. he said he had nobody to impress and did not get where he was by throwing money down the grate trying to impress. he did have a roller but only because he liked them better than another vehicle he could have bought and not any other reason.

Never known a millionaire….even a thousandaire….even a hundredaire is debatable

Did you know Fred Astaire

I’m thinking about that one…I know a Ginger Rogers, or so I’m told.

new her brother roy and his horse trigger.

Three cheers, they finally cut the elephant grass at Staincliffe Motors.
Bad news, three Pygmy tribes homeless.

Only you Snowy

I had Ruby out last night after tea down Seaton, we had a stroll, nice in the sun so sat down on a bench to watch the tide ….Ruby jumps up and sits next to me …. People pass and acknowledge you till one woman on a bike pulled up and scathingly pointed out I was being disrespectful letting my dog sit next to me on a ‘memorial bench’…..I looked at her and she looked at me and I was sorely tempted to quite frankly tell her to ‘Fuck right off’ ….but bit my tongue, remained silent and stared…she then departed.
All the time in the back ground some lads and lasses were carrying on as they do, middle aged lycra lads were whizzing up the prom hoping to get fit in their 50’s alongside E scooters…. and posing dogs in more leather restraints than a sado masochists convention with their adoring owners and geriatric joggers boring themselves to death….

You should have chased after her in ya car and crushed the loon. We definitely need to get rid of these fooooking goons.

I’ll be down there tonight at the same time….I’ll take Ratboy with me this time.

people now seem to think its fine to shove their big noses into something that does not concern them but get offended if like me you bite back and give em more than they gave you. if someone put up a bench for me i,d be quite happy for a dog to sit on it but not a new aged lefty cycling climate change freak. these can fuck right off and i,d haunt the bastards.

Bloody binmen pissed me off this morning, got back from exercising the dogs to find my recycling bin with an orange label on it saying the bin could not be emptied because a plastic box on the top was made from hard plastic and they only take soft plastic.
Funny thing was, the wife saw them take the box out, examine it and put it back in….why not use common sense and leave the box on the drive with a label on?

Checked the website out to see what can be put in…doesn’t mention hard or soft plastic….. just ‘black’ plastic…do they make it up as they go along….?

Always remember Snowy we live in a World that is pushing extremely hard to totally control the people. We are in a control system that makes no sense at all to us but makes total sense to them. Worse than that is its being pushed along at a alarming rate now. We are on the edge of total dominance now and almost at the point of no return. Feel so sorry for our kids and gran kids because thanks to the do gooders over the past 20 yrs or so we are almost totally foooked

We have the ‘top’ people busy sucking up to the noisy political minorites and treating the rest of us like shit,….they think we are irrelevant sheep, there to ordered around.
They don’t ask us what we want, the tell us what they’ll allow us to have wether we want it or not.
Not so much Big Brother now, more Big Transgender Sister with an Adam’s Apple screeching in your ear.

we have the same plastics problem. waiting for them to run a course on plastics we could go to just to enable us to put crap into the correct bin. its not as if we wanted it in the first place as there is sod all we can do about it in the first place. however councils love all this bull shit and on our label it just says contaminated bin. waiting for my safety suit i can wear just to put the sodding bin out.

My mate works at Teesport and he is in charge of getting the ships loaded up and moved out of port. He said its all a " lie " the people are made to use different bins for different waste. It goes to Teesport and all of it regardless of types are dumped into one ship that takes it to Asia to dump. Always remember we live a total " lie " of a life.

Can well believe it.
The shock is that it's not a shock

In the early days of household recycling, about 25 years ago- it used to piss me off no end having to separate it all out, only for it all to be tipped into the same Bin Wagon

All all about the money money money Why are we so easy to control They say jump and we say how high shall we jump and how much will it cost us.

be like me. if they tell me to jump one way i,ll do the opposite just to annoy em.

Fooookem Accy

See Angela Rayners announcement that all boroughs have to take their share of migrants, as well as rights to new build social housing….would appear Labour are sending no one back to anywhere.

In a REAL WORLD none of it makes any sense at all. In a controlled financial gangster system it makes total sense.

well voters still have a week to decide who is the best local option to labour. at least for once they are being honest before a general election and might as well come out with the next obvious labour policy as their new war on the motorist. i,m certainly expecting big rises in fuel prices and big changes in the price of the road tax in their first two budgets.