Unofficial Christ's Hospital Forum

We used to wear revolting beige socks at Hertford which went all crispy when they were dried on the big, cast iron radiators, so wearing grey tights was a huge improvement. But they didn't look very smart. Yellow socks just finish off the uniform so nicely! Did we have to wear yellow on official occ...

hoob wrote:tabloid press

The press certainly enjoyed reporting it.

hoob wrote:Gas and Oxygen - the only other time that that my legs have gone off on their own like that is after too many tequila's.

It's supposed to be for her! You have to just be there, powerless, and witness the suffering and take the abuse.

hoob wrote:or alternatively do something really stupid like develop something resembling an allergy to alcohol......

This has really upset me!

Commiserations! How do you compensate? Chocolate? Sex? Chat forums?

Vonny wrote:

cj wrote: I think I emptied about 6 or 7 canisters.

I thought i did well!

It's the singing training. You are taught to breathe properly and fill your lungs to their capacity.

I guess it's like giving up smoking. Remove yourself from the usual surroundings in which you pursue the vice you want to give up. Or tie your hands behind your back and tape your mouth shut. Either of which seem totally feasible.

It was the highlight of my night! I used up the whole quota for mid-Devon and had my acupuncturist's husband and the other midwives on duty running around county to get more. I think I emptied about 6 or 7 canisters. And the stuff in the ambulance was even better - it seemed to be much stronger.

But that's 3 of the 4 major food groups (the other being crisps)! I sit as painful as it sounds?

I went without alcohol for one night, but that was unintentional. I may try and give up using 'any' as a prefix 3 times in one (short) sentence.

Hmmm... I won't be showing this thread to my wife. Our first is due on the 3rd June and she's already panicking about the pain! However, if the baby is three days late it'll hurt even more, as it emerges with little horns and a pitchfork in hand... By the end of nine months of pregnancy you'll both...

A ventriloquist visiting Wales walks into a small village and sees a local sitting in his porch patting his dog. He figures he'll have a little fun, so he says to the Welsh man, "Can I talk to your dog?" Villager: "The dog doesn't talk, you stupid git." Ventriloquist: "Hello...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm never going to have kids, you guys have scared me far too much!!!! *runs and hides in a corner* It's character building, like seven years at CH!! As for being told not to eat, you need plenty of energy to get the damn thing out...

Richard Ruck wrote:

cj wrote:They sound rather lush and sexy.

The months or the revolutionaries??

As soon as I posted that message I knew someone would pick up on it! The months, of course. Chopping people's heads off doesn't turn me on. (As far as I know ...)

They sound rather lush and sexy.

Two nuns are driving home from a late evensong in their mini. Their route back to the convent takes them through a dark forest. As they reach the middle point, where the light of the moon has yet to penetrate, they hear a noise on the roof of the car, as if something has fallen on them. As they stop...