
Couple of quizzes to keep you entertained. There are no real rules; I will post the answers after a suitable period of time. Discussion is permitted.
Cwiz 1: Prisons
1. In which novel did Edmond Nantes escape from the Chateau d’If?
2. In which prison was the Marquis de Sade incarcerated?
3. Which South African prison was named after the Afrikaans word for seal?
4. Which Cavalier poet wrote, “Stone walls do not a prison make”?
5. Which US prison took its name from pelicans?
6. Who wrote
I never saw a man who looked,
With such a wistful eye,
Upon that little tent of blue,
Which prisoners call the sky.
7. Tartarus was a dungeon in Greek myth; for whom was it built?
8. Frank Darabont directed which prison movie?
9. Which isolated UK prison opened in 1809 to house Napoleonic War prisoners?
10. In 1952, the Kray twins were held in which historic prison?
This cwiz is courtesy of ProfessorPineapple
Cwiz 2: Scrambled Plays
1. Forgoing toadwit
2. Meth cab
3. Née in lewd farmyards
4. Limp agony
5. Anal seas fathomed
6. Sex up or die
7. A Leo knocking bar
8. See earthling games
9. I scorn hero
10. Sole had soul

” Hmm, North American spelling.”
Craigs reads all the great North American thinkers.
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Siding with the beetrootist faction are we?
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Lunch yesterday was chips & onion rings from t’chippie. About as healthy as OT’s pie buttie & chips
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Tuilangi to Sale. Happy DCI.
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@chimpie
Good effort on the prolier-than-thou food-based character projection. You can improve it further by saying “dinner” instead of lunch and adding a phrase like “washed down with a lovely mug of hot strong tea, ee by gum” or “washed down with a pint of brown bitter, by eck like”.
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exhibit number 1
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Sceptical shmektical
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Dinner is in the evening, tea is a drink, bovril goes down the drain.
I have spoken.
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Craigs reads all the great North American thinkers.
*looks at well thumbed Art of the Deal*
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My beetroot and prosciutto pizza should have been golden beetroot and cured duck breast per the recipe (a great North American thinker) . But I could only find normal beetroot and prosciutto.
I might roast the beet next time (Karl).
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Whenever Chimpie writes ‘OT’ I automatically read it as Ootie for some reason.
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Think it my stem from the ‘Lancaster oootttt!’ days.
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‘Good effort on the prolier-than-thou food-based character projection. ‘
Merely factual reportage.
‘You can improve it further by saying “dinner” instead of lunch and adding a phrase like “washed down with a lovely mug of hot strong tea, ee by gum” or “washed down with a pint of brown bitter, by eck like”.’
Washed down with the buckie. More applicable in this region, like.
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‘Dinner is in the evening, tea is a drink,’
Pfft. Tea is the meal one has in the evening [1].
[1] Glaswegians may disagree on this.
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Bovril surely needs to be disposed of in a safe way. Can’t be right just to put it down the drain.
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Tuilagi’s move to Sale is for one year………………………………………enables England and Lions selection then cash in by move abroad…………………………….can’t say I blame him.
I don’t know the full story of his dealings with L’ster before. during and after injuries…………..
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One often hears Glaswegians saying “Tea is the meal one has in the evening”.
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BB – true re: Exeter contracts………………..plus they have also signed two more good young lads:
Cordero minor
young Jack Walsh from Manly………..but England qualified
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So if you’ve ever referred to your evening meal as ‘tea’, you’ve been making a big etiquette mistake.
Sources said.
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‘Bovril surely needs to be disposed of in a safe way. Can’t be right just to put it down the drain.’
Double encapsulation in low corrosion potential metal and geological disposal inna tectonically stable area at 2 km depth in a secure facilty sounds like a reasonable step.
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Breakfast.
Second breakfast.
Elevenses
Brunch
Lunch
Afternoon tea
High tea
Tea-time
Dinner
Evening meal
Supper
Enough to keep a Hobbit happy, there.
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Chimpie – funnily enough, that’s where my sink goes.
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You’ll need it to deal with all the beetroot.
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Beetroot is great. Don’t be a beegot.
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I love beetroot. I love pineapple. Not together. I love Bovril. Marmite is the work of the divil.
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I’ll carry on beeting you over the heid with this as long as I like craigs.
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It’s not something I’ll ever root for.
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‘One often hears Glaswegians saying “Tea is the meal one has in the evening”.’
Perhaps more the Kelvinside type Glaswegian.
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YER TEA’S OOT! Is the cry more commonly heard in Glasgow. Even in Kelvinside. They’re not that posh.
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Roasted beetroot with melted brie in some kind of sandwich > bovril > disaster filled haggis and potato pizza
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Also, it dyes your piss purple furra lols.
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If you only watch one thing today, watch this:
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beterave a gander at that video…………………………..
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@tomp
Big Jack was completely unfazed by all the weirdness. Took it in his stride. Good man.
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OT
I’ve stumbled upon some wonderful photos on t’internet of the old stations and railways around UK and wrt you Lancashire.
Is that of interest to you?
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@slade
That would be very interesting indeed. Someone on Facebook shows old photos of back home and it’s gobsmacking how much it changed from the 60s onwards. Ta!
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I was looking at photos of swimming pools around the world and the Chadderton Baths in Oldham got a look in. They were a very pleasant design.
In unrelated news, am reading a terrible novel by Simon Mawer called Prague Spring. At one point he has a band in a hotel play “Smoke Gets In Your Eyes”, which is a song I’ve always liked. So doing a big listen to lots of versions.
The most surprising cover artist is cokehead Grange Hill and London’s Burning star John Alford. I’d completely forgotten (or maybe newver knew) he’d recorded a collection of standards in the mid 1990s.
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Chaddy baths were on the other side of town so nobody I knew ever went.
Baths of choice when I was a kid were the ones at Glodwick or in the town centre. At school we used to go to the ones in town and I remember one memorable Friday morning Cilla Black had just been across the road to deliver a Cillagram to Vera who ran the merry-go-round on the market. Cilla sang a semi-memorable song that included the lines “Come to Oldham, you sold ’em, Oldham Market”. Except the market is called Tommyfield Market, which was a bit embarrassing.
It’s still not on YouTube.
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“wrt you”
fighting talk where I come from.
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OT
…..there are links within links within links – so get a beer and wander around:
http://www.davidheyscollection.com/index.htm
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our baths of choice were:
Stockport Municipal Indoors on Greater Underbank – for the serious and schools
Bramhall Outdoors – for posh kids
Stockport Blue Lagoon Outdoor – for the ‘well ‘ard’ – down the shoot in winter and break the ice
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Did I say something wrong?
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Yes.
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Stockport?
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Never been to Stockport. I want to go to Huddersfield though. If only because it was the opening line of the Exploited song ‘Sex and Violence’ and is clearly a city of great cultural significance.
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Huddersfield has a decent railway station pub. And seems quite grand as you walk out of the station.
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Huddersfield were banned from playing rugby union by the RFU in 1893. They’d made payments to a couple of lads from Cumberland.
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A couple of years later a contingent from Oldham went to Huddersfield and sat with representatives of clubs from Dewsbury and Liversedge, Brighouse and Hull among others and had the meeting that meant Rugby League was born.
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Dewsbury got cold feet.
But Stockport were brought on board quite quickly. And Runcorn filled Dewsbury’s place.
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Deebee, I note your Lions have been on another trans-Juskei raid and snapped up Burger Odendaal.
I used to see him regularly in my local Pick’n’Pay.
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