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Where are the burning cars and sad gobshites with home made banners...and a drum.

What about up your council?

I'm no physics boffin but I'm pretty sure that the wiring loom carries a lot of electro magnetic energy around my bed. Any "sensitivity" I have to it is negated by my need for things like lighting and phones. If I wear a tin foil hat perhaps I can sleep soundly at last.

In the case of Fury/Wilder/Joshua I think that there was a definite feeling that the "wrong" fighter would come out on top.

There's far too much say given to the likes of Eddie Hearn and Matchroom. If the sport is run by promoters rather than the various Belt issuers then the game is totally screwed.

I'm not bothering with Palace this time. Too much shit. Looking forward to Sheffield because I've got mates there.

Agreed but surely the lad was following the signage so was totally unaware that he was in the wrong (I don't think he was btw) , Whenever there's another forum member penalised for a ridiculous motoring offence, there's always someone lining up to wag their finger at them. The innocent party is...

Personally...I'd rather Guy Martin parachute into a SS machine gun pit than watch him prat about on TV.

Or gets bumped off by "The Prince Philip of Darkness"?

I reckon they're in it for the long haul.

Nah. Hells Angels don't ride trains.

Handcross Hill. Always been cursed. A Charabanc crashed there (1920s I think) killing lots of folks. When I was a rep I used to use it a lot...seems a bit of an accident magnet.

I ****ing WISH we'd held on. I'm sick of city already.

Press the home button and the on button for 5 seconds and wait for screen to go black. Then wait 5 mins and press power on til apple logo appears. Might work.

Is it Sandi Toksvig?

That's genius. Exhale..."****"...smile ruefully.

Continuing on the off screen antics of Peter "piss on me" Purves. I met him at the Blue Boar services when I was about 11. He was enjoying a full English and was lovely to my sister and I. He didn't smell of Singletons wee. He smelt of blue Stratos.

I met Jordan at the Grosvenor whilst I was pissed at a black tie dinner. I was shouting abuse at him (so I'm told) and he totally blanked me. What a Bellend. Didn't even try and smack me in the gob.

A pikey loving "Green" council, a hard left leader and a bunch of Tories in the outskirts. Wouldn't be Brighton if not.

Seems to me you can't hide...if that's the case.