PORK PIES

Have you indeed, in the very reel sence, "chosen" not to purchaise this tasty pork product from a Charlottenburg laden, or do you meeen in an esixstentialistic way that you would not eat them if you had access to 'em even though you dinnae ?

Gruß

BOR

i have just been told a joek about porkpies that nearly made me see my lunch again

Lovely Rose at 87

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to
get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a
gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old
lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi
handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a
giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a
couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have
motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of
having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we
walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake We became
instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class
together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the
year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.
She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed
upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the
semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget
what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she
began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the
floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and
simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey
is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you
what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only
four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to
laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your
dreams, you die We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't
even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one
productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old
and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older! . That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is
to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly
usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do.
The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech
by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the
lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the
college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose
died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her
funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never
too late to be all you can possibly be.


Jacqueline Du Pre' liked chellers though innit³

That's 'Crecian Olive oil' as in, olive oil from Crete, is it?

If so, well done!!

Crete is the place the best quality olive oil comes from (and not Italy which imports a lot of theirs from Crete and appropriates it as their own - naughty people!).

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Originally posted by Berlin Fritz:
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never
too late to be all you can possibly be.

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I hope you aren't telling "pork pies" Fritz?

The most valuable but most boring information you can give a younger person is that time passes ever more quickly with each passing year.

The most valuable but most boring information you can give a younger person is that the world doesn't owe them stability or even continuity in the job they have now.

The most valuable but most boring information you can give a younger person is that attitude will take them more than half way to their dreams.

The most valuable but most boring information you can give a younger person is that opportunity is impatient for takers.

I've just been sitting through a meeting where new management offered a very large investment in new technology and product specialisation to compete with cheaper Chinese production.
I found myself listening to vocal demands for written guarantees of no lay-offs from staff who weren't even employed by the company six months ago!

Despite being arguably the oldest member of staff I left the meeting excited by the prospect of changes to come. The rest left dragging their feet at the potential for possible job losses two years down the road if we didn't compete effectively.

Attitude and actively seeking change is the stuff of life. All else is just time wasting or treading water. Perhaps I'm just a change junky?

Nime

Walls have ears, innit

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Originally posted by Martin D:
Walls have ears, innit

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Yes matey, we know Wall's ahve ice cream & pork pies as well, especially nice with Coleman's English Mustard, freshly made of course. Censorship was one of my early themes, when our Mat was flexing his clique muscles to no avail, and I'm pleased it's raised it's pretty head again, innit.

Fritz Von Onedaywillreallybemylastpostbutnotjustyetfolksinnit


Isn't Harry R a star, or WOT ?????

I vaguely remember seeing Pork Pie with egg in the centre, square stuff bought by the slice in London butchers shops long afore, and jolly yummy it was too.


Fritz Von Torturingonesselftofitness

AAARRRgggghhhh!

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Originally posted by Nime:
_AAARRRgggghhhh!_

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If yer cannie find that, a couple of fine Scotch eggs, along with standard pork pie, and Piccallillilli and fresh green salad do the job too, innit.

Fritz Von Cold Chippolaters are cushty²

With the forum rationalization/downsizing comes

pretty colours

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Originally posted by Berlin Fritz:

If yer cannie find that, a couple of fine Scotch eggs, along with standard pork pie, and Piccallillilli and fresh green salad do the job too, innit.

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Och-nu Fritz mon! Yee've got a wee cruel streak inya. H'avn't ye?


Bit of digital distortion on the picallillilli there? And there was I thinking ye were a wee analogue laddy?

Would you care to share the secret of the small numbers you append to your posts? Might be useful for the squared sign in maths. But I can only manage ^2 at the moment.

Nime

I could fair murder (or muchter as Jim Taggart would say) reet the noo a brace of the wee things, smothered in HP broon sauce, alongside steamin Heinz has beanz, and tomaties, and all washed doon with a pint o'coolin dry cider or two.

Fritz Von Then I woke up

I don't ever recall eating one on a sunday strangely enough ?



Fritz Von More of a Cornish Pasty (Oggie) sort of day, with sweet pickles innit