Clive Mortimore

St Edmund is the real patron saint of England, English King and martyred on English soil. 

Plus the story of the wolf guarding St Edmund's severed 'ead is far more plausible than saving a princess from a huge fire breathing flying lizard which had the dexterity to tie the princess to the tree.   And where did it get the rope, B&Q or Screwfix?

This could be if the wheels and other bits were taken off it.

Just looked at the label of my shirt......that says XLR.

Yeah, what ever. 🥴

From Attila the Stockbroker's facebook page.

"RIP Gorby. In the GDR we thought you were the Messiah. You weren’t. You weren’t a very naughty boy either, just a good socialist who trusted your supposed ‘comrades’ too much."

The poor people of Retford, what did they do wrong?

Yo Daggers, you are lucky I got some ugly punk rocker.

Hi Richard

Hope you get home soon and make a full recovery.

Now wot 'ave i done

Hi Andi

I know mates just talking together.   I ran a rebuilt Patriot with six LMS coaches behind it, and a B17 with four Thompson coaches behind it tonight as I done some modelling. I have now filed all the main windows to size as I convert a Tri-ang Sleeper coach to a SK. I also listened to the last weeks new releases as suggested by Spotify. This is one the best this week.

I hope you and Sheena are OK.

Sadly Tim I am already taken, but nice of you to offer. 

Hi Andi,

35 years today I was divorced from Mrs M Mk1. The one that had knickers that were like the lift in the NatWest Tower. So I wasn't interested in what sir bob the untalented was up to.

Good you didn't have to go to hospital. I can't image Sheena with a blue face.....as you don't have any kids.

Are you OK Andi?

At least you didn't hit an artery and needed to go to A&E. The reception lady held it together when I told her that I, covered in blood,  was a nurse working for the blood transfusion service. She did very well looking down at my youngest who had seen the opportunity to take a blue felt tip pen and become a Smurf while his dad couldn't stop him. It was when I asked if I could use the internal phone to tell my wife I was in A&E as she was working on one the wards, the reception lady had to ask a colleague to take over. 

Later I worked on hand injury ward, many of our patient's were people who gone out to the "manshed" when in a stressful situation, to take their minds off something. That is great but keep away from sharp tools and electrics because your concentration will not be as good and at the present time the A&E departments do not want fathers turning up with Smurfs no mater how funny it looks.    

Ah! a diagram 434 which in the old , pre topsy turvy days, diagram book was called a DTC. See start to put things on a computer and mistakes happen.

Wots EF210 please mister?

That will learn ya. 

Clitheroe, that small place near Horrocksford.

You can't go wrong with some more open wagons.

What did you do?

Little tip when buying something on the interwebthingy you do not need to register with them. It stops no end of spam far more than Brexit will.

I remember thinking or saying as the news came on the telly, "They won't have a half term holiday". As a nine year old. Two years ago I went to Aberfan and left a note with the flowers I placed in the cemetery saying when I get to Heaven and it is half term they can all come round mine to play.