"We’ve run marathons together on all seven continents."
"You ran a marathon in Antarctica?"
"Ran it? She won it!"
“We met at a party fifty years ago. He’d just drank a yard of ale when I met him. Do you have that expression here— ‘yard of ale?’ It’s when you pour a pint of ale down a tube, straight into your throat. Anyway, he was feeling quite good. He called me ‘funny face’ that night. And he’s called me ‘funny face’ ever since. We stayed at the party so late that we missed the last bus, and on the walk home we planned our honeymoon.”
cmbeckett said: Neil, I am curious how you found your way to the internet. Your responses to queries here always read as though you put far too much thought into them for this crazy, click-baity place. Do you think you lost your way on a sojourn to some idyllic place where people speak without ALL-CAPS and merely resigned yourself to this, or was it a conscious choice?
I was here when all this was fields.
I remember the first few bulletin boards springing up, down by the pond, then there was Compuserve and Genie, they were up and they were down, and then there was blogs on websites, and now it’s wall to wall internet as far as the eye can see…
wall to wall internet as far as the eye can see