Was Crystal the one of whom Frank had dreamed?
That time he awoke then screamed and screamed

Vlad, is that the one with the hairdresser attacking her garden bush with shears?

JB, it may be the Welsh Presbyterian Church issuing its final warning to you regarding your unwillingness to subscribe to the Treorchy Male Singers.

I'd strongly recommend that you avoid travelling west for a while.  Even Cheshire Oaks may be an outpost for their snipers.

Today at 06:16:03 PM

Quote from: klondike on Today at 06:13:54 PMJust write on the front UNKNOWN AT THIS ADDRESS and bung it in a postbox. Alternately bung it in the recycling. I assume you know that Cyfeiriad Dychwelyd is Welsh for return address.

Unwise.  They'll get hold of his DNA if he returns it.

I had an email from the local boys and girls in blue about shed break ins so I decided to update my security in order to keep the scrotes away, so, thinking outside the box I painted JOB CENTRE on it.
I was deeply  worried about my collection of historic manuscripts in the shed , these need to be conserved for future generations, especially Readers Wives January 1997 with the priceless double page spread of Tracy from Milton Keynes.

Just write on the front UNKNOWN AT THIS ADDRESS and bung it in a postbox. Alternately bung it in the recycling. I assume you know that Cyfeiriad Dychwelyd is Welsh for return address.

Plaster of Paris.  Makes it last much longer.

Quote from: Alex on Yesterday at 08:55:19 PMMade some focaccia bread without flour - not bad for a first effort.

That sounds interesting, Alex, I love focaccia - but what did you use in place of flour? 

I have an elbow crutch type walking stick somewhere Scrumpy, can I join please?  

It's ridiculous, we need more police, preferably armed in some places, more serious crime prevention is what is needed. 

Wouldn't surprise me granny.  Mind you, we were given a free drink voucher, presumably as an apology for mucking us all about.

I feel that I am somehow missing out here.

I received, today, a letter which has the name: 'Cyfeiriad Dychwelyd' on the back of the envelope.
Having absolutely no idea who the sender may have been (some foreigner I suppose), I hesitated to open it.  In fact, it is still lying next to me unopened and I am beginning to feel frightened of what I might find inside it.

To be perfectly honest, I find these scare tactics offensive.
I could, I suppose, write a letter of complaint to the provided address, but who knows what retribution they (whoever they are) might take.