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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 4:53 pm
by DavebytheSea
ah! The wiles of womankind!

Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 5:09 pm
by UserRequestedRemoval
And there was me thinking you were an innocent little angel Amy!
Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 5:51 pm
by Richard Ruck
blondie95 wrote:ah the good old silent treatment, i would try that until i realised i needed my dad to do something for me like take me somwhere so i would slowly start being nice again, maybe not flouncing out as he came in a room, then maybe smiling at him until finally i was back to talking him to him again baout an hour before i need him to do something!
Blondie, you're an English graduate, aren't you??

Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 5:52 pm
by Hannoir
soc wrote:And there was me thinking you were an innocent little angel Amy!
Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no

Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 6:44 pm
by UserRequestedRemoval
Do tell Hannoir!!!!!
Thing is, I can just see Amy doing that too!
Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 7:15 pm
by Hannoir
Nope. My lips are sealed.
Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 7:23 pm
by UserRequestedRemoval
Rats!!!!!!!
Where the hell is Amy when I need her?
Re: Saturday morning
Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 8:01 pm
by Katharine
Richard Ruck wrote:It's just taken me an hour and twenty minutes to catch up with reading all the posts, let alone contribute anything myself!
This is getting silly.....

I've given up trying to read everything, I've got to get a life or do the ironing!!
Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 8:37 pm
by Mrs C.
I think I`d rather read through everything - given how much I hate ironing!!! Perhaps I should get m,re of a life though too!
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 10:37 am
by Great Plum
Hannoir wrote:Nope. My lips are sealed.
I've got some stories to tell too but I won't...
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 11:40 am
by Hannoir
Great Plum wrote:Hannoir wrote:Nope. My lips are sealed.
I've got some stories to tell too but I won't...
about me?!
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:04 pm
by Great Plum
both of you actually...
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:48 pm
by englishangel
No school skeletons in my cupboard, plenty from afterwards but no-one here knew me then.

Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 1:03 pm
by Great Plum
You weren't allowed to be naughty at all at hertford were you?
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 1:08 pm
by englishangel
Some managed it, midnight feasts, over the wall to the fair etc, but it all seemed too much effort to me.
My parents sent me a sweater for my birthday one year which I concealed under my bed.
One sunday evening I went to bed and there was a very strange smell emanating from the hiding place.
I pulled said sweater out and it stank of beer and cigarettes. Someone had obviously 'borrowed' it and been to the pub. I never did find out who but I had my suspicions.
By the time I got into sixth form I was getting very fed up with it all but I followed the 11th commandment to the letter.