Alex

You're slipping. You should've pulled him up for mentioning 'humour' as well.

When you're good, you're good.

I like a bit of Xmas music when the time comes, Phil Spector's Xmas Album, Nat King Cole and Dean Martin sing Xmas (or whatever it's called) plus a bit of Carols from King's. I never really get into the mood until it's the day I break up from work though, which should be the Friday before this year. With me it's always that time just before Xmas when you're finished work and you're chilling after you've pretty much got sorted that feels more much more festive than the actual event itself. I tend to give Black Eye Friday in the Toon a miss though. Fuck that shit.

Another subtle mackem wind-up

I knew that about 'Bedlam' too as it happens. I would imagine a lot of explanations of sayings are bollocks too though. There was that one about dead ringers and people supposedly being buried with bells due to fear of being buried alive. I even read about that one in a book about the origins of sayings. Despite the crack in the book, it's completely apocryphal. The saying comes from horse racing and originates in America. Dead in this sense meaning 'sure' and ringer as in a horse running under an assumed name to trick the bookies. I wouldn't be surprised if frog in your throat was similar.

1st December or earlier is charva-tastic imo.

Even against Man Utd at home, which was obviously a good performance, we played a very direct game with Ryan Taylor on the right and no HBA. Good analysis here: http://www.zonalmarking.net/2012/01/05/newcastle-united-tactics/

Similarly hysteria comes from the Greek word meaning uterus due to the supposed female nature of the 'condition'. And the Moon was also usually depicted as female in ancient culture as opposed the male Sun, another female / madness link. It's amazing what you can find in books

Australian drunk survives attempt to ride crocodile

It's £15 for normal adult tickets which is about a fiver too much imo.

Aye.

Baracuta G9 is a timeless fashion classic tbf.

It's a bit daft anyway, grouping decades together, since the early 80s bore little resemblance to the stuff that started coming out in '88, '89 etc. but I seriously doubt your view holds up to much scrutiny. Look at some of the horrendous shite in the 70s and so on. It's cyclical in terms of what's fashionable too of course. Tell you what though, all the young 'uns going about in Harringtons, Lacoste tops and Fred Perrys make me feel like a right owld cunt. Which I am like, but still... CT, you still got your leg warmers and deely-boppers?

Guess why it's 8 years though. In case a club comes in for him.

Some of the tacky music was great. Although I dread to think what the fuck you were wearing c. 1984 when you took your lass out for a romantic spud-u-like, if your choice of music is anything to go by

Only involves a two year pay-off though.

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There was loads of great 80s stuff around (and loads more shite, like every other decade I suppose) although I'm not sure I'd pick a Welsh bloke singing a 1950s song, in a 1950s style, wearing 1950s attire as a representation of its zenith

All in the wrist, eh? Explains why I'm shit then. I'm decent at tennis though.

Under Ashley, Pardew is about as good as it's going to get imo. There's no point swapping him for another moderately paid manager who isn't going to have much to spend. Also the odd season like last year now and again (if we're lucky) with mid-table being the norm is another thing we need to get used to. Changing the manager isn't going to change anything in the medium to long term. So I suggest you stick a tampon in and deal with it, Brevik.

Did a lush chilli yesterday. Perfect for this time of year.

Just passing on what I've heard