Do you also wear plus fours?

No, I only wear knickers for fencing. I do break out the old-school wool pants though. I'm putting together a system for geezer living.

I had the knickers, the wool knee socks, Icelandic sweater. I have a new pair of Dachstein mittens. They rule.
http://www.climbers-shop.com/images/...=400&width=520

*drool*

I have a Pair of icelandic fishermen socks from back in the 80s ( When I was stationed ther ) They are my its TOOOO fucking Cold to be out side fall backs ,
still thick and full , they come up to my Knees , and are WAY to HOT to whear unless its the CLODEST of days

If you use Muro 128 then you should try this stuff. It's better and cheaper.

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00...ef=oss_product

La Croix Cran Raspberry sparkling water.

Most flavored sparkling waters I cannot tolerate. I think it is the artificial sweetener so, I usually buy plain but wow, these are SO GOOD!

No artificial sweetener as far as I can tell. mmm

Monster, please note - Griff is up for some mitten munching.
Lovely as it looks, I have two issues with this.
One, Lacroix (the designer) is horribly outre... It looks like someone won a million pounds, sprayed themself in glue then rolled through a fabric and gold thread store. I used to walk by their HQ when I worked on Sloane Street in London - get me! (very swish street)

Second, anything raspberry flavoured makes me retch since being forced to drink a revolting raspberry flavoured medicine called Pripsen when I was a child. It was the only time I refused my Mum anything and she was reduced to bribing me. My fear or the wretched taste was actually higher than my fear of her.

Of course if it has natural flavours I'd cancel the above objections - I adore raspberries. I made an extraordinary cake last summer, topped with Baileys Cream and raspberries. I intended it to become a Signature Dish (ie something I always made on request). Mum nixed that. Razzies being too sour apparently. :mecry:

I suppose, memories of gaudy apparel and sour mums can turn any one off.
:yesnod:

I have an incident like that in my past. I can't remember the name of the medecine, but I spat it out all over the bedclothes in a big raspberry and my mum was so cross/upset she said (for the only time in her life) "Wait til you father gets home!". I was so scared of him (without reason, I think it was the magnitude of my mum's upsetness that scared me IYKWIM) that I hid under the bed when I heard him come upstairs. They were both pretty apologetic that they'd scared me so much. Can't remember if they managed to persuade/bribe me to take the stuff. It was FOUL :vomit:

Instead of buying a tea pot, I chose a Turkish coffee pot instead. I like the fact it is small and serves more than one purpose. You can make hot cocoa, make a sauce and make tea too. :)

You can also use it to whack a mole.

You really need to stop being so funny. :mad2:

:D

I luv his little interjections.

Hey! An interjection starts the sentence right.