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The real me: Notts County, lidos, Nigel the cat. Still an arty farty lefty. l paint a bit & my next exhibition starts 21st October at the Nottingham Society of Artists. Come & say hello!
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We’re Notts because of the cricket team. They can call themselves what they like as long as it’s not Notts.
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A Pyrrhic victory.
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Truth
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This city is ours.
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You’re weird.
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Not for the likes of us, Colin. We’re not mucky boggers.
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It’s too hot to explain it to you again.
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Exactly. There are other sites on the internet for that sort of thing.
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I’m on here for the kittens, not the weird sexual practices. I bet his mum would be disappointed with him.
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Horrible.
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He does-we thought it was too soon- but I’m hoping he’ll be a little ray of sunshine for us.
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From next Wednesday he will be.
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Some on here are rather patronising- not you, obviously.
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I know what’s serious & what’s not. Even if I am female.
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Got really angry with me about the whole only-one-Notts thing & started blaming me for the failure of the miners’ strike & folk who chant about Hillsborough.
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This is the plan, Jean.
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It’s Marvin who would have hated a kitten- he didn’t like children either.
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Thinking is not Nigel’s strongest suit. The kitten will be here on Wednesday, & my hope is Nigel will be okay, because he’s always lived with other cats.
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I couldn’t help myself- one trip to Meadow Lane & l was hooked.
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His name is Bill too. To be fair to him, l was the one who swapped sides.
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My elder brother is a Forest fan. One of the nice ones.
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I deleted the post l felt such a twit.
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Aaah- like it says in the subheading.
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I shall train him up to go for the throat of anyone who incorrectly refers to Notts when they mean the team south of the river.
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He was found in a skip, so let’s hope that the worst has already happened to him.
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Only temporary. And two cats is a nice round number.
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It is! Fetching him on Wednesday.
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He will need to be stoical.
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I want Denmark to win. I’m prepared to wait.
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I’m not convinced.
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He’s mine all mine! Nigel’s little brother.
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Camping is the pits! So uncomfortable, especially for little old ladies.
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Skippy. Or maybe Trevor.
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Snap
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It was an evening do- just perfect.Ceremonies must have been taking place there longer ago than any cathedral.
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My old fella went to the tip & threw our car keys into a skip because they were in his hand whilst he was chucking the rubbish.
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My daughter in law got married here- it was magical ( & if you don’t do it on the weekend, not stupidly expensive.)
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Snap.
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The City Ground
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Attic bedrooms ✅
Again, open both veluxes for a cooling breeze.
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Tiny houses are a great idea, there should be more of them.
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Instead of sneezes,insert the phrase shows his lack of football knowledge. Ta.
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Notts’s owners are Danish. 🇩🇰
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My old fella saw both of these & Booker T & the MGs & Sam & Dave on the Stax tour in 1967. Although I was a child & hadn’t met him yet I’m still cross that he didn’t take me.
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My old house (1880s ) is brilliant in the heat- keep both the back & front doors open- & the cold, because it’s a terrace. It was built for railway workers.