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February 2008



Giant frog in your throat

Tuesday, 19 February 2008 7:21 P GMT+01
The town: Washington (not that it was called that then); the time: 180,000,000 years ago (just after teatime);the place: just outside 46b, The Caves, Washington, USA; the people: Mr and Mrs Wooden-Club;You’ve had a hard day.  You’ve

You never saw her lips move - either set

Monday, 18 February 2008 7:48 P GMT+01
Sharia Law in the UK?  I don’t see the problem myself. I enjoyed her shows during the 60s and was a particular fan of Lamb Chop and Charlie Horse. Billy Bunter is 100 this week.  If he were alive today he’d probably be dead

STD? The ambulance will be there in 20 minutes!

Thursday, 14 February 2008 8:46 A GMT+01
Last night I walked down Cheapside.  (For those not living in London, Cheapside is a street where the Great Fire is still raging.)  I saw a white van with the words on the side displaying, “Beaver Pest Control”.  I can only

Duck's off, love

Wednesday, 13 February 2008 8:18 A GMT+01
A duck dinosaur has just been discovered in Mexico.  This duck is said to have been twenty-five feet long.  Velafrons coahuilensis (that’s Latin for “The Romans would have eaten your duck after the Trojans have taken your duck b

Take the next right and proceed for 24 hours when you'll have arrived at your destination - Tulsa

Wednesday, 6 February 2008 6:57 P GMT+01
“To be on your own, no direction home.” “Do you know the way to San Jose?” “Where do you go to, my lovely?”  My tip to Bob Dylan, Dionne Warwick and Peter Starstedt respectively - get a Sat Nav and stop a

Lolita - the best centre half Moscow Dynamo ever had

Friday, 1 February 2008 6:33 P GMT+01
Woolworth’s have had to remove their range of bedroom furniture “Lolita” as they did not realise the name’s sexual connotation.Surely all employees of Woolworth’s are asked questions from one of Vladimir Nabokov’s