Peter

I'll second the above. in fact I'd go as far to say all hotels. English hotels are awful compared to those in Australia.

suave freelance troubleshooters e.g., Simon Templar aka The Saint

we plan to wrangle the schlemiels into an impressive venue with a sumptuously lit foyer (to closely scrutinize one another to see how much of an effort they made in the sartorial stakes) for decadent canapés. next a liveried footman invites them to the magnificent Grand Hall for the ultimate Christmas experience. breathtaking chandeliers glisten and sparkle overhead, and tables are dressed with lavish frosted centre pieces to enhance their enjoyment of a delectable meal. speeches and presentations to mark the year end follow, then a top London DJ will have them up and dancing (or what most of the even-toed ungulates assume is dancing) for the remainder of the evening, with the added attraction of sparkling vibrant lights and an impressive bar. an adjoining room filled with comfortable chesterfield sofas is ready and waiting for those who may want to chill out during this stage of the evening.

the first time i read what this hideous slapper wrote, i was reminded of just how easily it is for columnist to shrivel down to a few portable characteristics.

OK. but if the subj. of rent boys in the Greek islands comes up, remember: suggest/agree that said rent boys aren't really gay. they're only making money off the American tourists.

just neck plenty of Ouzo, slacks. It'll make them you even more fonder of you.

I suppose it's payback for getting gullible Ben Sherman-attired Anglophiles across the world buying into shit Carling-sponsored lad-rock bands like Razorlight and the Pigeon Detectives as some kind of Second Coming of Mod.

or cooslie-indy bands such as lost Prophets as some kind of spokesmen for the God-like new wave of screamo/emo

or is that 'emo-screamo? It's, like, sooo confusing...

Dear-----------

1 gross = 144 whereas I'm only 50.

yours with honesty, but not with funding!

Peterr

Dear Money

Come to Papa.

love always

Peter aka ''Papa.''

picked up this baby yesterday. after the detail I'm currently in the process of giving it, along with the various other tasks I'm undertaking, It will be my official new ride.

It's a Peugeuot 12-speed, bought 2nd hand. slightly older model, but quality cycle in good condition. bit of surface rust on the chrome (an indication of It's vintage), but that's coming off easily.

I have a 7.30am meeting in Hove tomorrow and I'm hoping to give it a bit of a run then.

cost: £35. clarity of hindsight tells me I overpaid by at least a 5er. but It's still a bargain.