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@Vermania, An Irish millionare (worth 40 million) was on the radio the other week & he was asked if he was a "Lucky" person.
His reply was this,
"Yes i am a lucky person, although in my opinion luck is just the point at which.......... preparation meets opportunity".
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Posted: 2003-12-08 12:31:07
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@pachy - Heard that one before soemwhere else but cant remember where!
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Posted: 2003-12-08 12:33:47
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Did you bump into an Irish millionaire?
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Posted: 2003-12-08 12:35:01
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@Anuj, I quote it because i too get accussed of being "Lucky" & it's very frustrating. i normally say this in reply;
"Yes, i'm often shocked by the coincidence of a long input of hard work/planning being followed by a "Lucky" result".
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Posted: 2003-12-08 12:52:27
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so how much would one of you charge for a P900 if i was to throw in a T610? 150 quid? 200?
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Posted: 2003-12-08 13:11:58
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On 2003-12-08 13:11:58, apollosfire wrote:
so how much would one of you charge for a P900 if i was to throw in a T610? 150 quid? 200?
Yes, that sounds about right, a T610 + 150 +200 =
T610 & £350.
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Posted: 2003-12-08 13:21:58
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Oi i meant the T610 + a max of 200quid!
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Posted: 2003-12-08 13:23:54
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Why nott go out & EARN the money by using your brain /muscle & then, after all the hard work, see if you STILL want to waste it on a phone, when at 14 you should really be thinking of buying a house.
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Posted: 2003-12-08 13:30:18
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Oi, if i want to waste my saved money and xmas money on a state of the art device, i will do :p
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Posted: 2003-12-08 13:44:57
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You don't need a P900 at 14 my lad. Go and buy some gobstoppers and a bag of sherbert dabs. When I was a nipper we would go romping through the hills and fens, skipping merrily along singing rousing songs and embracing the freedom of youth.
We would climb trees, pick apples, paddle in the streams and rivers, hike across moors, pick potatoes with the farmer and enjoy picnics with our chums with lashings and lashings of ginger beer!
Then we would play at soldiers with the bigger boys. Of course we took a pasting, but that's what its all about bleh! The chaps would charge forward with their little wooden swords and we would have a jolly good scrummage in the fields at the top of the hill. The nancy boys sat those out and would look on enjoying their lemonade and tongue sandwhiches whilst we got to grips fighting the Bosch. The loosers would have their little knickers wedged up their cracks and the victors would stuff appaes down their jerkins and grass in their breeches whilst they sang Land of Hope and Glory. We would have three cheers for the King then it would be a smashing feast at Mrs Miggins' Pie Shop for all the lads. Farmer McCleod would sit with his squeeze box and old Mr Carmichael would be playing the fiddle as we got stuck into steak and kidney with lashing and lashings of ginger beer! The songs would carry on throughout the night, 'Knees Up Mother Brown', "Its A Long Way to Tipperrary', 'Ride a Cock Horse to Bandbury Cross', 'Whoops Where's My Trousers' and other boyhood favourites.
You treasure your childhood when its filled with boyish escapades and daring adventures like that. Gosh it prepared us well for the Big Tiff when it came. Ginger bought it in the first rammy with the Bosch, Spiddles was next to go, shot down by a Bosch a year later, old Stanbury took a saber in the arse barely a month later fighting the Fuzzy Wuzzies out in the Sudan. I'm the only one left now, the only one of the Glasgow University Champion Tiddly Wink Team, but by gad we played it well. The Bosch didn't know what they were getting when we stepped forth. Crikey those were good days.
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Posted: 2003-12-08 14:03:01
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