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To be honest, I have nothing against older horses but I've not had much luck with them either My first pony died of cancer in every organ his teens, my second horse died having emergency surgery for a tumour wrapped around her intestine, my third horse which was also a veteran had two heart defects meaning she couldn't be ridden as one was a problem with the electrical impulses and caused her heart to "forget" to beat, Cindy our veteran connemara is partially sighted in both eyes - blimey I don't have much luck with them, do I? Mind you, Thug's only 7 and blind in one eye I think what I'm trying to say is basically I know anything could happen regardless of age but I've lost two wonderful horses in the past and the thought is always there that I will bond to another only to lose them to something that can't be treated I know that in the past I have been honoured to be owned by two amazing horses that were like soulmates to me, I have no problem with paying for treatment etc as horses get older, it is to be expected, it is when you lose them and there's not a damn thing you could have done to prevent it that I fear most. (Yes, I'm sad).

Umm.. hypothetical question here now... If you were offered two horses for happy hacking, one with a pollen allergy and stringhalt in one hindleg, and the other that had a hairline frature of the navicular bone a year ago (fracture didn't show up on x rays, so they MRI scanned her) and has been box rested, had remedial shoeing and pads fitted between shoe and feet, which one would you be inclined to prefer, and why? Just to elaborate, the stringhalt case is a TB gelding of 14 years and the hairline fracture is a dutch WB ex dressage mare of 13 years. Just in case you were panicking, yes I still have Thugpants, but I'm thinking of having another that's a bit saner to give me a bit more confidence. The gelding on paper seems a safer bet, I'm not well up on fractures but I've always been frightened stiff of anything navicular related

We buried Pat today. She was 49. I'm stunned, Ian's last update was that she was being moved closer to home, she was talking, walking and making a healthy recovery. She was due to come home Valentine's day and she died on Monday 2nd February. She'd been doing really well, having physio and texting Ian. In fact her last text was on the Sunday night asking Ian to tape supernatural for her, she wasn't feeling too good but she'd see him tomorrow and she loved him. Sadly for both of them that day never came and by the time the hospital rang Ian and Ian got to the ward she had gone I spoke to Ian at length the other night and he said she'd been put on a ward with MRSA

The Stig Unmasked Umm... he's not 'arf bad, is he?

How To Shower Like a Woman Take off clothes and place them sectioned in laundry basket according to lights and darks. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups / leg-lifts, etc. Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone. Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced. Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red. Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash. Rinse conditioner off hair. Shave armpits and legs. Turn off shower. Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower. Spray mold spots with Tile cleaner. Get out of shower. Dry with towel the size of a small country. Wrap hair in super absorbent towel. Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head. If you see partner along the way, cover up any exposed areas. How To Shower Like a Man Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile. Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see partner along the way, shake willy at her making the 'woo-woo' sound. Look at your manly physique in the mirror. Admire the size of your willy and scratch your bum. Get in the shower. Wash your face. Wash your armpits. Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off. Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower. Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area. Wash your bum, leaving those coarse bum hairs stuck on the soap. Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohican Wee. Rinse off and get out of shower. Partially dry off. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of bath the whole time. Admire willy size in mirror again. Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on. Return to bedroom with towel around waist. If you pass partner, pull off towel, shake willy at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again. Throw wet towel on bed. I KNOW YOU'RE LAUGHING BECAUSE IT'S TRUE!!!!!!

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Lol Fugee power!! I was a bit um underhand, I actually had made a designer row and flounced off for a tea break from work at 12am and hot footed it down to the store to get it (not that I was keen or owt ) Shame I only took enough money to get one coat cos I saw another that's not in the shops round here in the petite section - a black military half length jacket <drool> How huge is the clothes section btw? I was in heaven So, Joe which lucky rescue gets my pennies?

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wow... I'm shocked, that was fast!!! Pm me with rescue details and i will paypal £10 across, thankyou so much Joe, isnt it typical, i had a job to tilbury this morning, i could have just popped in apologies for punctuation, i'm logged in on my mobile lol wow... I'm shocked, that was fast!!! Pm me with rescue details and i will paypal £10 across, thankyou so much Joe, isnt it typical, i had a job to tilbury this morning, i could have just popped in apologies for punctuation, i'm logged in on my mobile lol

Lol. I've tried all of your local ones

I did, they're so unhelpful, some stores claimed not to know what I was on about, some said ring every day to see if there had been a delivery (but we never know what stock we are getting in ) , I have spent a couple of hours on the phone and a couple driving to various stores so I thought the best way would be to ask a Fugee

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Yes. Go to your doctor and ask for Reductil. Two years ago I wanted to diet and went to my (then) doctor who wanted to put me on Xenical For those of you who don't know what they are etc, they take all of the fat out of your diet and make you poo it out. So unfortunately if you're norty, you fart and follow through with a big oil slick. Naturally I declined and asked for reductil as a customer had recommended it. The doctor refused, saying it was xenical or bust and I said if I had xenical I would bust so no thank you. In the past two years I have piled the weight on due to packing up smoking for good and other factors such as being stuck behind the wheel of a car for 11 hours. I got chatting to a mate I didn't recognise and he told me he'd lost 4 stone on reductil So I got down the doctors, this time opting to see the nurse practitioner. I was expecting an argument but she just said yes She said IHHO the xenical was cr*p (literally) and she had no problem prescribing the reductil (it's £120 a month to buy online ) I started the course at the end of November -the first fortnight the nurse weighed me, telling me they didn't usually start the weigh in so fast but would I like to see if I'd lost any anyway? Of course I said yes, and we were both stunned when the scales told us I'd shed 6 pounds in a fortnight I have been on them 6 weeks so far and lost 7 KILOGRAMMES My old faithful jeans have had to be dumped as they were falling down - I could pull the waistband out and there was literally 6 inches there. I dug out a pair of jeans from the spare wardrobe on Tuesday night that I haven't worn in 2 years and they fit (and they're not snug!!). The nurse has said I can stay on them for up to a year but I have to have my blood pressure checked once a month. Mum started on them a week after me and has lost 13 KG!!! I no longer have cravings to eat food, I can take it or leave it and I don't get many hunger pangs - it is the maddest thing ever and I'm well happy

Hi, I have been looking all over the Warwickshire area for a coat I saw in the local Tescos. Unfortunately they've all vanished and now the staff there say that they never had any in It is a Florence and Fred olive green/khaki half/three quarter military style coat with a belt and ten silver buttons in a double row down the front when done up. It is marked up at £50 I wanted it in a 16, but all of the Coventry stores only have it in either 8,10,12,14 or 18. The 14 is tight and the 18 way too loose So I wondered if there were any Fugees willing to track one down for me in their local store and get customer services to put it on hold behind their desk so I could pick it up - I don't mind travelling at all! I would be happy to donate £10 to a nominated charity for the first person to find one and reserve it Many thanks, Em x P.S. Barcode (for the size 14 only) is 5051790460739.

I asked the base op for an update. Apparently Pat's on life support, she was picking up after the op but then started deteriorating and they've said now it's up to her to fight it One of our directors has had a suspected stroke now, as for Alan, I saw him having a fag outside the pub on Friday and asked him if I said what's Firefly would he know what I was on about. His face lit up and he said immediately "it's a steam train down at Didcote". I explained about Ooky's offer and he was over the moon and I said we will get New Year over with and I'd arrange something. Half an hour later I picked him up and he'd gone back to how he was. After he paid, he said "I'm so glad it was you picking me up, you're such a good girl" and he tried to say something and got distraught and started sobbing his heart out I ended up crying too, I just felt so bad. He kept telling me he was finished

Wow!!!! I can't wait to tell him

Happy Birthday Gracie Squirrel from Emma and Ellie and your favourite ikkle brother Will XXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Boiled spring greens, leeks, cabbage and sprouts, mashed with salt and pepper and a small knob of butter. I love sprouts too and have done enough that I can reheat for the next three days Mark and Ellie are having cod in parsley sauce with new potatoes in parsley butter, mashed potatoes and peas (cos they don't do sprouts etc)

Not really, he's a bit of a loner. He loves his steam trains and said he was going anoraking this weekend and would have "a think". I can't believe they've been so callous, I know for a fact that he puts 110% in to his work, doesn't do absence or sick time and he used to walk the 6 miles to work and back every day come rain or shine. I used to be engaged to a guy who worked at a local engineering firm based 500 yards from where he used to work and so know some of the staff there. I have urged him to go and speak to Danny's ex boss there, as Graham is a fair and decent man and puts skill before age. I just hope he has room for him. Alan did brighten up when I suggested it as both firms used to be side by side on another industrial estate until a few years back and he does already know Graham so I'm crossing my fingers that everything works out.

Just to let you know, we found the fault, they had smashed a junction box in the loft Not only that, but there are loads (and I mean loads) of flies in the loft that weren't there before (I am hoping they didn't use it as a toilet as they never asked to use our toilet in the house ) . Also, where they have put the ridge/gully in between the main roof and the extension you can see daylight (not sure if you're meant to). They want another £300 to point up the chimneys, Mum said she couldn't afford it 'til January and so they offered to do it and waive the bill until January Mum has agreed because another builder has said it's hard to get a different builder up there, even with the scaffolding in place as the roof tiles break easily under foot Qoute of the week Mum: "How much extra for putting a bit of muck around the chimney?" Owner of roofing firm: "Well, actually it's not that simple" Umm.. He obviously didn't know Mum was married to my Dad for 20 years who was a roofer/brickie/sub contractor And to allay your fears no I didn't do my own electrics

A lot of you will know of Ian (Cakeman) through receiving cakey goodness via me. I was expecting to pick him up at some point over the weekend and so I was stunned to get the news on Saturday morning that his partner, Pat was diagnosed with a brain tumour on Thursday I'm completely stunned - they are a lovely couple who would give you their last pound if it meant helping you out I have no idea how bad it is at the moment, understandably no one has heard from Ian since then so I would welcome any healing thoughts, I can't think of a worse time to have news like this Also, Alan another regular who I am worried about who is in his fifties and was made redundant last Friday after giving 35 years of service to the same company, he is a smashing guy but I am really worried that he will do something stupid as he lives on his own and he was talking about suicide

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Thanks. I've just spoken to an electrician who says that it is probably a loose wire in one of the ceiling roses and he said that it was probably caused by vibration from the banging and crashing going on, so tomorrow I will whip the electrics off and have a look.