Canny lass

That looks absolutely lovely! Good initiative. Well done.

I Always thought it was slang, so I was surprised when Brian's post showed otherwise.

Glad to be of service!

I was wondering the same thing HPW! Must be Spanish as that's the spanish coat of arms in the middle.

Gruesome Reading 3g - except for Sanson's operating of the device "in dead earnest". That caused a chuckle but perhaps I have a warped sense of humour. It's no coincidence that the doctor's name was Guillotin. That was his real name and the Word guillotine is an eponymous construction - just like watt, wellington, stetson and volt. Even though the device was around long before the good doctor revolutionised legal murder, by making it more humane, it wasn't called a guillotine until the late 18th Century in honour of his work.

It's got a diminutive ending - might be something to do with guillotine perhaps?

A rather nice turn of phrase, Pilgrim and definitely not sad to remember it. Maggie, that's a nice thought to play around with on a rainy day: What will our politicians be called by future historians? Maybe they will still be called politicians but - language change being what it is - the meaning of the word maybe something quite different!

When I lived in central London I preferred a push bike. I could get across London quicker than in any car. A couple of years ago I saw a couple of 'ambulance' push bikes outside the British Library. Great idea. They must be able to get to an accident scene quicker than the traditional ambulances. Other than that I started my motoring life in a Morris Minor purchased from the Lion Garage in Bedlington. It had done a lot of miles and did even more around the highways and byways of Northumberland during the two years I had it. Some parts of the body work had actually been repaired using paper maché!!! I loved it. Since then I've had all sorts: Nissan, Vauxhall, Opel, VW, Ford, SAAB and Volvo. I can't claim to have any favourite. To me the car is just a tool which get's me from A to B and it should do that as problem free and cheaply as possible. Give me the type of car that I can do simple repairs on using basic Tools and bare hands rather than requiring a computerised workshop and a degree in science just to open a window! My old man on the other hand ...........

Interesting theory pilgrim. I'll get my magnifying glass and deerstalker out of the cupboard at once!

Thanks for that clarification Pilgrim. Is it likely that monks would have used bell pits for coal? I don't know how true it was but I have vague recollections of hearing stories as a Child of a family in Howard Row, Netherton Colliery who were evicted for doing a bit of 'private mining' underneath the living room floor. Anybody else Heard that?

What, may I ask, is a "bell pit"? Mr. Abrahart! Great teacher but I hated history in school. I've learned more of Englands history through studying it's language than I ever did from any history lesson!

happy birthday from me too, and do like Maggie says!

... and you're the very men to do the flushing Malcolm! Give em Hell!

My sentiments exactly!

Well done Maggie! Were the "kippers" of the edible type or left overs from the election?

Quite a Nail-biting final! Didn't we do well! First Place and second Place - well, Russia's text and Music are written by Swedes. I won first prize for correctly predicting which entry would get least votes and my old/Young man came second in the "guess the gimmick" competition. We don't bother predicting the Winner at our Eurovision get together. As 3g points out there are others who do that for us - with varying degrees of success.

In Britain Everything stops for tea. In Sweden Everything stops for the Eurovision Song Contest. An opportunity for a family get together, competitions and a bit of a laugh. It can be fun when there are four generations discussing a song.

Apart from bodies being washed up on beaches we have all that here too 3g and in about the same proportions. To add to the problem we now have people arriving from Rumania on a 3 month visa - supposedly to look for employment. There is not a shop without a Rumanian begging outside the door all day long. I don't know when they go to look for work. Are you having this problem in Bedlington, Northumberland, England?

Don't know if the Chorus there may just have been a tad too profound for the average listener.

Those were the Days, when songs had a message to get across!

It's that time of year again folks! Eurovision hysteria is upon us. What is this Contest all about? Gone are the Days of Katie Boyle and her "deux Points" (yes, I know, Iäm giving my age away)! Is it anything to do with 'song' today or is it more about 'show'? The artists are like specks on the horizon amidst the flashing lights and fireworks. How can we say a certain country is competing when their entry is written by someone from another country? Sad to see that 25% of the songs tonight were written by swedes but none of them competing for Sweden - though all are better than the Swedish entry. Finland's entry? Was it good Music or a cheap trick? And The Netherland's entry - where have I Heard it before? Russia did a good job though.

Only joking ggg!

Well that explains Everything Malcolm! So this 0.01 that 3g's missing - could it be a screw?

Would that be Pounds, euros, metres or pressure in lbs per square inch?

ExBedlingtonian, It may be something to do with the climate. I live in a big fridge while you live in a big oven.