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One of the 'old school' albums my two girls know so well due to me doing just that.

I still dig the dvd out on occasion. Utterly brilliant.

When I was a youth (an ice-age ago) a mate used to jam about seven or eight in a deep bowl, bung on what seemed like two pints of milk, and eat the friggin lot. And he's still alive at 75 and about half my size - which probably proves what a healthy breakfast Weetabix is (?).

I broke up in December 2008. Not going back.

George Shepherd has now signed his first pro contract with the club, just a few days after turning 17. Congrats to him, and good on the club rinfencing a genuine developing talent.

Get these lads on the pitch with some fireworks 😉😄

500w would do you well. That and a couple of decent-sized AGMs (or better still, a couple of hundred Ah of lifepo4) and a PSW inverter and MPPT, and you'd be good. An all-in-one powerbank would be much easier though - but probably more expensive 'pound-for-pound'.

Probably. Mind you, solar is getting cheaper and cheaper now. This 500w at City Plumbing is much less than half what I paid for a 400w three years ago. Now's the time to buy!

I put a Bluetti powerbank (that was surplus to requirements as I don't use it in the van any more) in the shed at the bottom of the garden. A solar panel (also surplus...) on the south-facing roof, and Robert's yer mother's brother. It looks after itself, and has never gone below about 75%...

Don't see much King Power tat around town now do we? How it's changed since the late 20-teens.

I think he means that he's trolling this thread - he's reverted to the badge with the missing arrow slits and phoenix eye, hence, subtle... 😉

You have to think so. Subtle as feck!

Thought perhaps I'd imagined it. Sad though as I used to love that place.

Thought I'd read that the Nursery Tavern had closed a while back? Happy to be disabused.

That's bloody excellent.

The Posties in Hinckley are hopeless. Always mis-delivering stuff. It came through my door yesterday. See you next May 😉

Once again in Creole-ish Patois...

That'd be a result, as my youngest's husband is a Wolves fan (better than being my eldest's ex who is a Leicester fan). As much as I love the lad, you can't have too many pisstake chips, can you?

FFS Pete. I just shit myself. .