So how did you spend your Saturday evening?

[IanDavies]

“So how did you spend your Saturday evening?” “Manually rearranging my Private Juvenile Hurdlers Handicap into alphabetical order, instead of ratings order, while watching old episodes of the Original 1960s Star Trek series on dvd – isn’t that how everyone spends their Saturday night, then?”

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[Purwell]

Binge watching the X Files on the Firestick thingy!

I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I crawled on six crooked highways

[IanDavies]

A noble pursuit.

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[Nathan Hughes]

Having been shielding, every day was a kind of a Saturday
however I am now back at work so this Saturday will actually be a proper one
might even crack open a Holstein pils or two..

Charles Darwin to conquer the World

[gamble]

This was Saturday the 6th March. I have never seen such an inquisitional ‘private life’ investigation ever put up here in Deadfly. No wonder few have answered it.

I answered this honestly on the 7th, but my phone battery rang time. My second post was longer and possibly an improvement on the first but again my mobile went surprisingly dead. I was not using my usual connecting charging lead (it was in a kitchen hanging from a wall socket 14 miles away) and it didn’t work efficiently. I have never redone a post a third time. I remember what I did that evening as if it was yesterday and instead of writing this vacuous bilge I could have told you.

[IanDavies]

But you are The Vacuous Bilgemeister, sir.

The Vacuous Bilgeatron, The Baron Of Bilge, the Grand Vizier Of Vacuousness.

I enjoyed your post far more than if you had actually done anything as banal as give a direct answer to a direct question.

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[gamble]

That raised a chuckle Chief and was quick into looking up Vizier. I took great interest in reading your ‘Saturday night with the one and only Ian Davies’ and have actually put a picture to your words, imagining you going through your records opening up a gate leg table. I may at a later time post up that evening of mine. I don’t think you’ll get any further takers and with time the accuracy goes.

I would imagine most of us fly posters were cooped up somewhere in a neck or arm braced locked position with either white walls to stare at or a woman on the warpath to stare away from.

I have to admit I did dine unusually well last Saturday evening and my later post detailed the finery of it including all the world spices. When the post failed – I sensed first a feeling of anger at the time wasted then intense frustration – but soon after – a heavy sigh of relief, at my incognito still intact and inviolate.

I thank you for your Hancock. Watched two and was enraptured in the wonderment of 23 Railway Cuttings once again. Some episodes reeked of boredom and just two men one with a glass half empty the other half full in a confined space with little possible escape from the endlessness of the mediocrity of the East Cheam environs aside from the little conversations enabling them to fly off their separate handles for a while, or more exactly H H alf a bleedin fun filled hour !

[gamble]

For a glorious two weeks in 2005 Ian the chief Davies became Diane Avis. I do not know if I am to blame for the corruption of Diane to Sharon, I dont quite remember how that happened but think I may be the culprit. Razeen initiated the thread and introduced the ten runners in an extemely comical yet professional way. He commented on the race at various stages. With Razeen at the helm it was very well received and attended. I remember a few were described as plating class, maybe another as a country hack. I was a runner, but you chief convincingly won this highly innovatively run Poster of the year.
It is a great shame that all of Razeen’s posts are to my knowledge thin air. I used to be able to access his scribblings many years after his removal. I hazard his complete works and the threads attached would fetch far more than three times the current value of this site – whatever that might be.
I am a little coy about changing people’s real names so have replaced Sharon above with the one and only Ian Davies.

Signing off

Madge

[Drone]

Last Saturday evening I watched the England v France rugger, recorded earlier. Fast forward to one-minute-to-kick-off, ditto through half-time adverts/chit-chat and interminable scrum resets, switch off shortly after ‘no side’ (as Bill McClaren sweetly termed it) is called before the talking heads resume their chatter and the ‘interviews’ with large, bruised, muddy, knackered sweaty men commence

I’ll be following a similar editing routine at Chelters this week: watching from ‘at the post’ to ‘winners enclosure’ then a press of that greatest invention since the wheel, the fast forward button

Which is essentially the same saviour of sanity as your ‘real time’ method utilising the second greatest invention, the mute button

In an uncertain world it’s comforting to see that the time-honoured satiating hors d’oeuvre served up at Plumpton, Stratford and Taunton remains on the menu. A fine day’s racing and ‘did’ Stratford once: a lovely anticipatory atmos

[homersimpson]

Listen to the Radio 2 Rock show every Sat at 8 pm. The mute button goes in reverse at this time.

[IanDavies]

“For a glorious two weeks in 2005 Ian the chief Davies became Diane Avis. I do not know if I am to blame for the corruption of Diane to Sharon….”

As if the original corruption from Ian Davies to Diane Avis wasn’t bad enough!

But I was the most God-awful self publicist at the time and that sort of Internet public ritual ridicule goes with the territory.

I put myself out there, that made me fair game, and I had – and have – no complaints.

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[gamble]

You over demonize yourself Sir. A few rumpssess on Betfair, but that was later on. Meshaheer called nobody else but you God,so you must have pulled the right strings somewhere.

Razeen certainly added another hue to your colourful multi faceted exhibitionism by opening up his coulouring paintbox set, full of razors of differing sharpness, and selecting one to give a light humourous looking scar. I think he used all of them together on Matron, and he cut me down in size in the jellied eels thread. I bemoan the loss of his legacy words more than him actually.
I have enjoyed reading all the evening reports.
Drone enhances his free time with surgical precision. I wish I was blessed with such a cool calculating brilliant mind.

[IanDavies]

As stated, my shameless conduct made me fair game and Razeen grasped every opportunity!

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[darren83]

Normally every Saturday night go to nightclub but they shut.i stay in have Football on and listen to very funny Nick Abbot at 10pm on LBC.

[Nathan Hughes]

Daz me old china
Reckon TRF should have a meet up in the nightclub

Charles Darwin to conquer the World

[darren83]

Likely be a long time before clubs open again mate I heard from my nightclub owner that be December open

[gamble]

I suspect that the ‘serious punter’ cohort taken as a whole registers further towards the introverted and asocial (NOT antisocial) end of the personality spectrum than do the public en masse

Possibly true Drone,but we have just found a clubber in our midst, someone who has by all accounts escaped the dead fly zone and met with other life forms on the outside.

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