14th June 2010, 05:58 PM
Well! Isn't this cosy! Laphroaig...NOW you're talking...have an intravenous drip here somehwere from my last advanced First Aid course...I suppose the smokers have to stand outside though?...heyho
Remember tweeds, pipes, LASHINGS of coudoroy...checked shirts and rolled up sleeves...always been a jeans person; think white tie is perhaps a little over the required dress code, but can oblige if required and that is now required in the New Age Archaeology (well, New Age to me anyway!)
Very much like the sound of hi-vis kilts. (And I thought The Prodigy started that one? Well, you live an learn.)
I was always a hat specialist, so can't really comment about hair. The yellow wooly hat with the long, droopy green pom pom (always clashed nicely with the issue orange waterproof...) and a nice turn up in front to hold my 6H pencils...
Now isn't this a very jolly place to be?
Remember tweeds, pipes, LASHINGS of coudoroy...checked shirts and rolled up sleeves...always been a jeans person; think white tie is perhaps a little over the required dress code, but can oblige if required and that is now required in the New Age Archaeology (well, New Age to me anyway!)
Very much like the sound of hi-vis kilts. (And I thought The Prodigy started that one? Well, you live an learn.)
I was always a hat specialist, so can't really comment about hair. The yellow wooly hat with the long, droopy green pom pom (always clashed nicely with the issue orange waterproof...) and a nice turn up in front to hold my 6H pencils...
Now isn't this a very jolly place to be?
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!