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Dead Poet's Society
A certain Robin Williams played in it. Definitely appropriate today.
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We studied that film in English class in high school 
Yaaaaaaawp!
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Handling the Panic, by schettino[^]
~RaGE();
I think words like 'destiny' are a way of trying to find order where none exists. - Christian Graus
Entropy isn't what it used to.
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"Is Bonnie Prince Charlie mutton dressed as lamb?"(5,9)
BONUS CCC
"Complain about salt and pepper as today is the Glorious Twelfth!"(6,6)
Shouldn't be too hard.
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Dalek Dave wrote: BONUS CCC
"Complain about salt and pepper as today is the Glorious Twelfth!"(6,6)
Grouse Season.
Complain - grouse
Salt and pepper - seasoning
Glorious twelfth is the start of the slaughter.
Andy B
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Surely you mean 'Harvest', the grouse are farmed and would not exist in this country if it were not for the fact that we like to eat them.
It is no different from any other farming.
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modified 12-Aug-14 4:04am.
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So we send pigs, cows and sheep to a harvest-house? 
You are of course correct in saying it's the same as any other kind of farming, right down to killing protected species and encouraging monoculture unfortunately.
Andy B
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Wrong number of letters though:
Auld Pretender.
Bonnie Prince Charlie was called this, and it describes mutton dressed as lamb - an old woman kidding herself she can dress as a young one.
Alberto Brandolini: The amount of energy necessary to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it.
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Young Pretender surely? Unless I've missed some subtle double-meaning?
Andy B
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No, it is Dave Auld conflating himself with the effete young Italian born Polish/French/German/Scottish 18th Century Cross-Dressing upstart as much loathed by the Scots as by anyone else!
(Dave, I promise not to mention Culloden!)
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You know & I've just checked this out - I've always wondered why someone would be labelled "Bonnie" amd "Auld" as the two don't go together. I'd assumed this is what he was called after he'd failed and bolted back to France to drink himself to oblivion.
TBH most of my Scottish history comes from GoT, Winter is Coming
Alberto Brandolini: The amount of energy necessary to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it.
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Keith Barrow wrote: Auld Pretender.
you trying to say something!
Do you want to take this outside! 
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The TV switches itself on at 5am and comes on to BBC1. In my deep state of slumber I thought I had dreamt that Robin Willimas had died as my brain had obviously picked up that information in the news bulletin. It wasn't until my Alarm went off at 5:15 that I began to question if it was a dream or not.
Went for a shower and when I came came back and sat on the bed to get dressed it was in the ticker going along the bottom of the screen and confirmed it wasn't a dream.
I hate that early morning wake ups where you feel like you are drunk/hungover due to tiredness and no booze is involved.
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Yeah, that morning after feeling without the joys of the night before!
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I didn't know you cared!
I must get up to The Granite City again soon, I fancy another trawl along Union Street.
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I participated in the death walk[^] this weekend.
I reached the 85 km mark, but then the knees stopped bending. Literally, brain said bend, but the knee didn't move. over and out.
(still seriously hurting in one knee today) Sad thing really, since you have to give up because of injury rather than fatigue or pain.  . Even worse is the feeling that I would have taken my knee string (bandage) (hope that translated well) with me, I would have made it. After the ordeal we still had to go to the train on foot, take the train, then the bus and then walk home. (you know how many stairs you encounter in train- & bus stations ?!  )
anyway, it was a good experience. (but probably I'm not going to repeat it)
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so.. how many hours walking?
cool! 
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started on Friday 21:00 and stopped Saturday 16:30, so 19,5 hours.
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Not bad!  
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A question comes to mind, though : why ?
~RaGE();
I think words like 'destiny' are a way of trying to find order where none exists. - Christian Graus
Entropy isn't what it used to.
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V. wrote: I reached the 85 km mark, but then the knees stopped bending.
Impressive but I question your sensibility, as you can really create some serious and permanent injury from repetitive stress.
Marc
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yeah still limping today...
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