A nice cup of tea.

It's probably the realisation that an old French bicycle with kosher oignons
dangling from the handlebars would be ludicrous even for Des.

 

About as French as you are a heterosexual sex addict, pining for your
next fix of fanny.

How are you doing with the Triumph Tiger search, btw?

 

Try it out on your own bike. Frightening it is.

 

so, within 48 hours all of the share divi will be gone, then?

 

*Proud*

(And no, I wouldn't dare)

 

.....for when you bin it.

 

I in fact already have the striped T-shirt ...

D.

 

<fx: narrows eyes>

Is this a trick question?

D.

 

I'd be surprised if the above were the case. Here in France, for example,
foreigners resident in France (like Cab) can vote in our local elections
(called 'municipal elections') and in European elections, but Article 3 of
the Constitution prevents their voting in general (parliamentary or
presidential) elections.

I'd always imagined that there were similar (more or less) arrangements
throughout Europe.

D.

 

Dunno. I'm definitely looking into buying a goodish touring bicycle, as a
few friends and I are heading to Cerbère and thence across the border into
Spain, sometime in August 2008. Maybe it _is_ age: my grey hairs are
getting more numerous, and I have no intentions of following my father
(Z``L) into the grave at seventy-three.

Toda.

D.

 

Well, I didn't want to say ....

All piss-taking aside, Neil, I've noticed that this appears to be some sort
of 'private campaign' of yours. You know, convince UKRM _at_all_costs_
that you're right and that your insane notions of what constitutes
'Frenchness' are right, irrespective of how many times I've .. erm, no
polite way to put this .. irrespective of how many times I've ripped your
arse so far open that you could drive a London bus up it.

The ironic (and let's face if, fucking frankly _hilarious_) aspect of all
this is that if we apply your cretinous criteria concerning
'culturalisation' or whatever you call it, I'm more 'British' than anything
as that's where I've lived more than anywhere else. Yet my passports are
Irish and French.

Now do you see what a complete tool you make yourself look? Each and every
time.

D.

 

Ah, there is a difference then [1]. I certainly vote in Irish general
elections, but last time there was a local election I didn't get any
notice or polling card. Whether it was an oversight or that I wasn't
entitled I'm unsure about, because oddly enough I was able to vote in a
previous local.

[1]Irish/UK voters are perfectly entitled to vote in each other state
elections, dating way back to the Treaty of Independence, afaik.
--
Dave
GS850x2 XS650 SE6a

Teach a man to fish and he and his pikey mates will have the
river cleaned out in a day.

 

<snip>

heh. I did that while returning my new (to me) bandit to the garage
for some warranty work (exhaust was blowing and was intermittently
firing on 3 cylinders); ran out of petrol just into the cat and
fiddle run, outside Buxton (heading towards Macclesfield). Tried
calling the garage for help (engaged). Tried calling the AA. Phone
battery chose that particular moment to die.

Thought "bugger it" and turned round, hoping to coast as far as I
could. Which I did, all the way to the petrol station just at the end
of the A54/on the A53 (the map says Ladmanlow, just before Buxton). I
measured it on the way back and I had coasted 0.9 miles.

Note to self: Check the reserve lever is NOT on reserve after
refilling.

 

Me three.