tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post3073095071105418088..comments2024-03-26T11:27:35.814-07:00Comments on Tom Stephenson: And the winner is...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-18061596847188580562012-07-01T06:14:47.526-07:002012-07-01T06:14:47.526-07:00That will make Cro as happy as a pig in sh...That will make Cro as happy as a pig in sh...Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-73539676745107553482012-07-01T05:19:15.004-07:002012-07-01T05:19:15.004-07:00Tom, our T-shirt has never looked as handsome as i...Tom, our T-shirt has never looked as handsome as it now does on you! Thanks so much for the kind words about soap and you should now as of yesterday we officially changed our name to "South Pork 'Effin Ranch"Donna OShaughnessyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08266654110280149719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-87674345127442580192012-06-29T12:50:15.169-07:002012-06-29T12:50:15.169-07:00I waved at security guards in towers when we cross...I waved at security guards in towers when we crossed and - to the great surprised of my German friends - they waved back! Unseen. We were in a tiny, English Mini, and the border guard - who had never seen one before - said, "Smaller than a Trabant!"<br /><br />When we returned, they executed the Ceauscescus.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-20312213605322086322012-06-29T08:46:17.987-07:002012-06-29T08:46:17.987-07:00I was in Berlin that December when the wall came d...I was in Berlin that December when the wall came down. People were sitting atop the wall that already sported big holes. The East German border guards were still around, but they did not do anything but look on. East Germans were able to leave their country, but at this point they still had to show their identification card at the border crossing. I almost started bawling when I observed an elderly man and his family getting ready for the crossing. Because this was such an emotional event for them, the father had gotten completely rattled and had, for just a moment, forgotten in which pocket of his coat he had put all of their identification cards. I simply cannot describe the look on his face and in his eyes when, just for a moment, he thought that freedom (now so near) would slip away.Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12550611275677498097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-20462245649657821382012-06-29T04:33:07.240-07:002012-06-29T04:33:07.240-07:00HAR!HAR!Cathy Olliffe-Websterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729578896443750402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-20425162657031516832012-06-29T02:07:52.042-07:002012-06-29T02:07:52.042-07:00Don't knock the sultry, smouldering look, Weav...Don't knock the sultry, smouldering look, Weaver - it's got me more totty than you've had hot dinners... in the past...Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-35138547035788018212012-06-29T01:30:43.435-07:002012-06-29T01:30:43.435-07:00'Natural shyness' Tom? I find that a bit...'Natural shyness' Tom? I find that a bit hard to believe! Like the photograph though - would have been better if you had been smiling rather than putting on that sultry, smouldering look.<br /><br />Sorry about those North Midlanders - can't you get a reduction in your council tax or something? At lease the money saved would pay for a pair of ear plugs.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-54629579980235832622012-06-29T00:47:25.931-07:002012-06-29T00:47:25.931-07:00He was speaking in that language, Iris - otherwise...He was speaking in that language, Iris - otherwise I would not have jumped to conclusions. My only regret is that I did not have time to take a photo of him taking the photo of all that glorious fleisch. The style of his attire (and his choice of subject matter) made me think that he probably was born in the impoverished East, before the wall came down.<br /><br />I crossed the Eastern border in the North, a couple of days after the beginnings of unification, and was touched at all the children lining the roadside, offering cups of disgusting coffee to welcome the West. We had to drink it, but - by God - it was nasty. I've also never seen so many bananas for sale by the roadside before or since.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-70420069642075891402012-06-28T22:00:27.940-07:002012-06-28T22:00:27.940-07:00How did you know that the tourist was German? Don&...How did you know that the tourist was German? Don't tell me that he was wearing shorts and sandals with 'orbital' socks pulled halfway up to his knees! Not that I'm stereotyping.Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12550611275677498097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-46831417760436561322012-06-28T13:39:59.467-07:002012-06-28T13:39:59.467-07:00nightmare!nightmare!John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-29927149812823998882012-06-28T13:02:42.007-07:002012-06-28T13:02:42.007-07:00In your dreams...In your dreams...Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-44215884411087629412012-06-28T12:48:57.946-07:002012-06-28T12:48:57.946-07:00thank godthank godJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-30090595541679819242012-06-28T11:50:04.239-07:002012-06-28T11:50:04.239-07:00Too kind, Olive! I always start the day blurry, b...Too kind, Olive! I always start the day blurry, before 2 coffees.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-37211901308087130402012-06-28T11:03:07.226-07:002012-06-28T11:03:07.226-07:00Pictures or you are always a delightful way to sta...Pictures or you are always a delightful way to start the day however blurry.Olivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04562775041134498313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-12459257628266413592012-06-28T11:01:14.585-07:002012-06-28T11:01:14.585-07:00... amongst the vegetarians... I saw a German tou...... amongst the vegetarians... I saw a German tourist here in beautiful Bath yesterday, photographing the shop window full of meat in our local butcher! Talk about stereotyping.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-15195831553064196182012-06-28T10:59:12.816-07:002012-06-28T10:59:12.816-07:00But you can only see me from the waist up.But you can only see me from the waist up.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-35010982919623987142012-06-28T10:57:50.002-07:002012-06-28T10:57:50.002-07:00I don't thinks so - she is very keen on ethica...I don't thinks so - she is very keen on ethical farming - or should that say, effical farming?Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-37041721961853088512012-06-28T10:14:55.744-07:002012-06-28T10:14:55.744-07:00I think Donna literally squeezes the fat out of th...I think Donna literally squeezes the fat out of them, shouting 'you dirty effing pigs, if you don't change your effing ways, I'll make you into effing soap!'.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-49520915804108076912012-06-28T09:06:58.454-07:002012-06-28T09:06:58.454-07:00Quite a change from English tweed and Armani suits...Quite a change from English tweed and Armani suits but snazzy, nontheless! What perfect pub wear; it should strike up a couple of conversations.Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12550611275677498097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-11724007111828799422012-06-28T07:00:21.098-07:002012-06-28T07:00:21.098-07:00Congratulations, Tom! Looks like a mighty fine pri...Congratulations, Tom! Looks like a mighty fine prize package!megan blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04555646904983619596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-80915803554249465962012-06-28T05:19:33.837-07:002012-06-28T05:19:33.837-07:00I'm guessing it is a by-product of the liposuc...I'm guessing it is a by-product of the liposuction performed on certain farm-animals, Cathy.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-63652923664150329222012-06-28T05:18:31.574-07:002012-06-28T05:18:31.574-07:00I've been smelling of red wattle lard and pale...I've been smelling of red wattle lard and pale ale for years.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-59438936216230560762012-06-28T05:17:41.166-07:002012-06-28T05:17:41.166-07:00When my step daughter turned 18.When my step daughter turned 18.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-79415269909634992802012-06-28T04:47:47.880-07:002012-06-28T04:47:47.880-07:00Am dazzled by your hair, Tom. I think the her t-sh...Am dazzled by your hair, Tom. I think the her t-shirt is most becoming and the soap IS gorgeous... am wondering now what red wattle lard is.Cathy Olliffe-Websterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729578896443750402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-15587335320198420682012-06-28T04:40:27.503-07:002012-06-28T04:40:27.503-07:00when have you EVER stopped doing something because...when have you EVER stopped doing something because you actually worry about some disapproving?John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.com