Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
"Those who agree with us may not be right, but we admire their astuteness."
Cullen Hightower
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(16.6.05 13:26) Brilliant. |
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(16.6.05 13:27) Wow! |
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(16.6.05 13:32) I want one. |
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(16.6.05 13:34) Ha ha, thats ace. Mid - I'm sure we could make you one... |
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(16.6.05 13:35) Good god alive. Mid - I'll produce the soap... |
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(16.6.05 13:37) Splendid, shoes is providing the cannister, squish is providing the er fluid.....how soon will it be ready? |
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(16.6.05 13:37) oh my grab his crotch and out it comes |
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(16.6.05 13:38) No no no, you provide the raw materials and I shall assemble it and gain all the credit. |
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(16.6.05 13:45) Ooh, a sweetie! Thank you, Li'lo. The rest of you, how's the manufacture going on? Squish, just to warn you, that makes you go blind y'know. Honest. |
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(16.6.05 13:47) The raw materials just volunteered. |
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(16.6.05 13:49) A pleasure floaty. And I was just thinking; if ever a picture deserved to go on the Spunky Hunks blog, then this is one. |
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(16.6.05 13:50) Oh, YES! I'm heading over there right now... |
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(16.6.05 13:53) Oh Jesus. |
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(16.6.05 13:56) He can't help you, Bobbs. Nothing can save you from the power of THE HOFF... |
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(16.6.05 14:22) That's the funniest thing i've seen all day. Brilliant. I'm so happy now! x x x |
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(16.6.05 14:24) *curtseys* Well, we like to provide a service, so to speak. Fnar. |
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(16.6.05 14:26) You filthy girl. Better hop on that train to shropshire with blackbess. We have use for girls like you in shropshire. |
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(16.6.05 14:28) I'm already on a horse on my way to Wensleydale - make up tha' mind, pet! |
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(16.6.05 14:31) Shropshire's on the way. Can i not have you both? Whatever happened to free love, my petal? |
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(16.6.05 14:37) Oh, I'm just an old-fashioned girl (in the Eartha Kitt sense, that is...) I'll still drop by for a cup of tea and a barnfull of cheese though, if that's all right ;o) |
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(16.6.05 14:41) Brilliant. And tractor rides round the feilds. Bring some Ryvita. |
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(16.6.05 15:56) I'll bring Ryvita and oatcakes as long as you let me drive the tractor. |
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(16.6.05 16:03) It's a deal. But not much tractor driving. it's mainly a boy's thing. you wouldn't be able to do it very well. |
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(16.6.05 16:07) Pretty picture, by the way
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(16.6.05 16:21) Hmf. Flattery will get you everywhere, young feller-me-lad. I'll have you know I'm very good at tractor driving. My pa's a farmer in Zummerzet. |
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(16.6.05 16:22) Hurray for Mid's picture! |
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(16.6.05 16:23) What a clever picture. I love y.... oh. gosh. erm. i'm so sorry. Is that chocolate in the trailer? |
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(16.6.05 16:24) I loik zummerset. I went to Bath at the weekend. It was lovely. |
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(16.6.05 16:27) Thankyou! Have you got a Zummerset accent then Katja? |
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(16.6.05 16:28) Baath be luvly indeed. |
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(16.6.05 16:28) I went to see 'an instector calls' at the theatre there. it was rather good. |
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(16.6.05 16:30) Good play too. At the Theatre Royal? I once did a show in the studio there - nice theatre. |
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(16.6.05 16:32) Mid, I tend to slip into a Somerset accent when I go back there, especially when a little bit pissed ;o) |
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(16.6.05 16:34) It was indeed the theatre royal. dudes i have to go now. work's finished. i'm off home. i'll catch you tomorrow. lots of love to you both. xxxxx |
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(16.6.05 16:35) Slacker. x |
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(16.6.05 16:36) Seeeee ya! |
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(16.6.05 19:55) hehe, what a gem! |
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(16.6.05 23:16) That's fantastic! |
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(17.6.05 11:42) What a man, what a hero. Nuff said |
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(17.6.05 12:11) Thanks for the sweetie TRA - he is rather magnificent, isn't he?! Lone - you know it... |
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(17.6.05 13:19) Now Paddy you don't come from near Pontesbury do you? |
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(17.6.05 13:23) Goodness, Bobble. Who are you, then? |
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(17.6.05 13:32) Ooh! Do you two know each other, hmm? |
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(17.6.05 13:33) PHWOAR! |
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(17.6.05 13:55) *Wink* I spent many a Christmas Day walking up Pontesford Hill against my will. |
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(17.6.05 13:58) Wowsers. I run around it thrice weekly, in preparation for the longmynde double marathon in october. This means you know the delights of Hignets Shop, as well. How do youknow pontesbury, young lady? |
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(17.6.05 14:04) Hignets! There's a name from the past and the longmynde...*goes into reverie* My most major ex is from there Pads, and his family still live there. I used to go up from London regularly. I bet the mobile phone reception near the hill is stil as crap as ever? |
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(17.6.05 14:06) Not too bad, actually. Shropshire's slowly creeping into the 1990s at last...er.... Who's your most major ex? (i won't know him; i don't know anyone here. just good to have some gossip. Do you know where Wrentnall is? |
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(17.6.05 14:12) Is that got another big hill in it? Or is that the Wrekin I'm hinking of... His family live in the last cottage before the gated entrance - marked Earls Hill - (not the entrance above the big school, the other one) to Pontesford Hill (have a silver porche outside and a sheepdog.) He's called Oli. |
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(17.6.05 14:39) Don't know it, old girl. it's a big old hill. but he can't be further than half a mile from me. How funny! Do you still ever go up to see him? |
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(17.6.05 14:40) No, he's engaged to someone else now. Pity, Shropshire is a lovely county. |
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(17.6.05 14:44) Yes, it's very pretty. But i have no mates here, so it's all a bit lonely. If anyone out there wants to be my new best friend, drop me a line. |
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(21.6.05 21:54) I managed to render almost the whole of my IT department to a horrified silence by putting that one up on screen, screaming a little, and shouting "Oh sweet mother of God" so they came and had a look. We all took the afternoon off, to deal with it in our own ways. I sat outside York Minster with a bottle, sobbing and shouting at people. That is a most disturbing photo, midear. *starts sobbing again* |
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(22.6.05 09:45) There there, Mike, shhhhh *strokes Mike's hair comfortingly* The Hoff is gone now, promise... *sings a soothing lullaby while removing the empty bottle of bourbon from Mike's hands* |
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Wyvernchick / Website (19.7.06 21:32) That is *so* wrong... I LOVE IT!!!
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