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feels good helping older people Done my good deed for today! I’ve just come back from Asda , where I was behind an elderly lady in the queue. Her bill came to £56.83, and when she counted out all her change, she only had a bit under £40. Aww, I thought she was probably someone's Nan, and I’d like to think someone would help my Nan, even me in that situation, seeing as Christmas is just around the corner. She didn’t want me to help her, but I insisted, and in no time at all, we had all her shopping back on the shelves.

That's me breakfast <deleted>!

Cheers for that!

Was in my mid twentys in 1980, and no, don't have any signs of dementia. 👌👌

Chris Rea, Driving Home Christmas. He was actually banned from driving when he wrote it. 😁😁

Up 5.30am everyday regardless of what time sleep, which is normally around 11pm.

Led Zepplin's Jimmy Page at the TQ!

No, was travelling to the Macau GP with a group who were racing motorbikes there, stayed for 7 nights at the Royal Cliff, was £14 a night Found this photo on the Internet of TQ. Said 1978. No high-rise in the back ground.

It was there in 1980, I went in the place.

I was in Pattaya last month, went into Tahitian Queen, was around 10am, there was only a cleaner there, asked her if I could have a look around, she said no problem, anyway I went in there in 1980, in my 20's, as far as I can remember the stage was in the middle and it still is. Brought back great memories.

Bonified Aussie Bogan.

Nice

At a wine merchant’s warehouse the regular taster died, and the director started looking for a new one to hire. A retired Chief Petty Officer, drunk and with a ragged dirty look, came to apply for the position. The director wondered how to send him away. They gave him a glass of wine to taste. The old Chief tried it and said, “It’s a Muscat three years old, grown on a north slope, matured in steel containers. Low grade but acceptable.” “That’s correct,” said the boss. “Another glass, please.” “It’s a cabernet, eight years old, south-western slope, oak barrels, matured at eight degrees. Requires three more years for finest results.” “Absolutely correct. A third glass.” ‘‘It’s a pinot blanc champagne, high grade and exclusive,’’ calmly said the drunk. The director was astonished and winked at his secretary to suggest something. She left the room and came back in with a glass of urine. The old Navy Chief tried it. “It’s a blonde, 26 years old, three months pregnant, and if I don’t get the job, I’ll name the father.”

If they can stay awake