Heartland

...not this year, anyway.

I appear to have a job. Using computers. Oh sweet irony.

blimey, well done...

congratulations my man! that gets you out of any more DIY for the foreseeable future as well.

have a drink for me and good luck with it mate- you deserve it.

Hope it goes well. No getting caught timewasting on HL now

Nice one Dave. Congrats

Nice one mate, are they mad?

And a BIG well done from me aswell mate , but like wot Derek said, what the f**k have they let themselves in for

Maybe they wanted to open an office on Planet Dave?

Woohaa, Ravey, thats f**king ace.

Well done that man

You going to celebrate?

eastmidswhizzkid wrote:congratulations my man! that gets you out of any more DIY for the foreseeable future as well.

I suppose that depends on what you mean by "DIY" Anyway, congratulations Dave.

Heh heh, cheers folks. Note use of the phrase ('appear' to have a job), nothing cast in stone yet, but it seems a cert. Nope, I've no idea what they're thinking of either Derek, cheers.

I may indeed celebrate, cautiously. I suppose that depends on the result at The Library tonight. No matter what the circumstances, it's always nice to put several past the Arse.

I'd better go now, Ethan is haranguing me to use all the smilies on the screen.

congrats Dave!

IZ.

What a good start to the new year

well done!

Excellent! Any more details?

Fantastic news Mr. Planet, I hope it all pans out for you

nice-nice-congrats

Sooooper stuff. Big conratulations and stuff.

Ness
x

Yay Ravey! Congrats to the World's Grooviest Wandering Mind.

Indeed Mr Lemon. Love & kisses.

Johnny M wrote:Indeed Mr Lemon. Love & kisses.

Lemon
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
And when you're dry
She draws her water from the stone

And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
Like I'm holding onto nothing

She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight

A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her

And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
Like I'm swimming out to her

Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins

Lemon
See through in the sunlight

A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside You're gonna meet her there
A man makes a car She's your destination
And builds roads to run them on You gotta get to her
A man dreams of leaving She's imagination
But he always stays behind

And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other

Midnight is where the day begins
[Repeat 4 times]

[Instrumental]

Midnight is where the day begins
[Repeat 4 times]

A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close You're gonna meet her there
A man captures colour She's your destination
A man likes to stare There's no sleeping there
He turns his money into light She's imagination
To look for her Lemon
She is the dreamer
She's imagination She had heaven
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close She wore lemon



Although Bono is a cnut, obviously.

And there was me alluding to that Whelian literary masterpiece:

Ravey, Davey
Lemon Gravy

Pure pharmaceutically induced poetry. Enough to make Shakespeare weep with envy. Or go for a 20 mile bike ride.

Congrats and good luck!

Any news yet Dave