Malcolm Robinson

And of course the Iberian experience........... http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-19905747

(Reuters) - Greece's unemployment rate hit a new record in July with one in four now out of work, like in Spain, as a crippling recession and austerity measures continued to take a toll on the labour market. Unemployment rose for a 35th consecutive month to 25.1 percent in July, more than double the euro zone average and up from a revised 24.8 percent in June, Greece's statistics service ELSTAT said on Thursday. The jobless rate has more than tripled since the debt-laden country's five-year recession began in 2008 and now stands at 54 percent for those aged between 15 and 24 years, compared with 22 percent in July 2008.

Right genre Keith wrong specific...........oh and I did say TV sci fi.

I see Turhan Bey has stopped taking sugar................ Without recourse to Google anyone know what TV Sci fi role he played?

Sorry lads I will try and tone it down a bit!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahhhhh...........V........one of my favourite films too!!! Then of course sexy bald bird in Star Trek.

A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan. 'What was that for?' the man asked. The wife replied , 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket'. The man then said 'When I was at the races last week , Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on.' The wife apologized and went on with the housework. Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious. Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again. Wife replied. 'Your horse phoned'

A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?' He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humor!'

Wife: 'What are you doing?' Husband: Nothing. Wife: 'Nothing . . . ? You've been reading our marriage certificate for an hour.' Husband: 'I was looking for the expiration date.'

Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company.One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and asked, 'Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be saying' a mass for the poor creature?' Father Patrick replied, 'I'm afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature.' Muldoon said, 'I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?' Father Patrick exclaimed, 'Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't ya tell me the dog was Catholic?

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I agree Keith..........we should value vocational training and achievement as mush as academic attainments.

Trying to remember the films I have seen her in...................

Might help Vic............ Natalie Portman and Sigourney Weaver.

Only easy when you know the answers Pete................

:lol: And the next answer is they all played doctors!

Well played again Pete................we will have Keef2 in a darkened room soon...........

Played Pete............

Keef2 is that excited his grammar is out of the window!!!!!!

Hmmmmm.......Myleene 'pass the soap' Klaas. Thing is like a lot of supposedly super hot tottie they must be un-livable with!

No good Kylie coming up here.......she'll catch her death of cold.

I was looking at the wrong films.........................

THE AUSSIE DUNNY POEM: The service station trade was slow The owner sat around, With sharpened knife and cedar stick Piled shavings on the ground. No modern facilities had they there, The log across the rill Led to a shack, marked His and Hers That sat against the hill. "Where is the ladies lavatory, sir?" The owner leaning back, Said not a word but whittled on, And nodded toward the shack. With quickened step she entered there But only stayed a minute, Until she screamed, just like a snake Or spider might be in it. With startled look and beet red face She bounded through the door, And headed quickly for the car Just like three Sheila's did before. She missed the foot bridge - jumped the stream The owner gave a shout, As her silk stockings, down at her knees Caught on a acacia sprout. She tripped and fell - got up, and then In obvious disgust, Ran to the car, stepped on the gas, And faded in the dust. Of course we all desired to know What made the gals all do The things they did, and then we found The whittling owner knew. A speaking system he'd devised To make the thing complete, He tied a speaker on the wall Beneath the toilet seat. He'd wait until the gals got set And then the devilish tike, Would stop his whittling long enough, To speak into the mike. And as she sat, a voice below Struck terror, fright and fear, "Will you please use the other hole, We're painting under here!"