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Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky

JuliusHMarx wrote:Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMl6HnhFFIA

The stuff that passed for kids TV back in the day....

Lots of quality kids stuff as well as the LSD visions of a madman

Sh*t on here today.

lostinwales wrote:

JuliusHMarx wrote:Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMl6HnhFFIA

Mrs Bat has the song on a yellow coloured vinyl record from circa 1970. Offers? The single, not Mrs Bat.

guildfordbat wrote:

lostinwales wrote:

JuliusHMarx wrote:Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMl6HnhFFIA

Mrs Bat has the song on a yellow coloured vinyl record from circa 1970. Offers? The single, not Mrs Bat.

Looking on ebay Bannana Splits by the Dickies(!) from around £5

lostinwales wrote:

guildfordbat wrote:

lostinwales wrote:

JuliusHMarx wrote:Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMl6HnhFFIA

Mrs Bat has the song on a yellow coloured vinyl record from circa 1970. Offers? The single, not Mrs Bat.

Looking on ebay Bannana Splits by the Dickies(!) from around £5

The Dickies - yep that's the group and the record. Thanks, LiW. Seems like it could get me a couple of pints in Spoons on the way home from the cricket.

One banana fist.

Sicond.
The Dickies' cover version was from the late 70s I think. Not sure if they were still called The Incredible Shrinking Dickies at that point, or if they'd shortened it.

Remember it was on mid 70s (I think) here. It was below me personally but one of the neighbours (the youngest daughter* who now writes letters to the SMH editor about politics mainly) was always glued to the TV screen watching it. She was very short-sighted so was only an arm's length away from the TV. Her older brothers used to tease her quite a lot and carry on like idiots trying to distract her and she'd go ballistic... then usually burst into tears within seconds. Then the mother would come in and say "What's going on?" and then 'send me home'.

* her best friend was Catriona Rowntree... who is quite a well known (and attractive) TV personality over here. She lived up the road.

Tird again..

Tird every day even when I am not.

Pal Joey wrote:Remember it was on mid 70s (I think) here. It was below me personally but one of the neighbours (the youngest daughter* who now writes letters to the SMH editor about politics mainly) was always glued to the TV screen watching it. She was very short-sighted so was only an arm's length away from the TV. Her older brothers used to tease her quite a lot and carry on like idiots trying to distract her and she'd go ballistic... then usually burst into tears within seconds. Then the mother would come in and say "What's going on?" and then 'send me home'.

* her best friend was Catriona Rowntree... who is quite a well known (and attractive) TV personality over here. She lived up the road.

Everybody needs good neighbours, Peej.

JuliusHMarx wrote:

Pal Joey wrote:Remember it was on mid 70s (I think) here. It was below me personally but one of the neighbours (the youngest daughter* who now writes letters to the SMH editor about politics mainly) was always glued to the TV screen watching it. She was very short-sighted so was only an arm's length away from the TV. Her older brothers used to tease her quite a lot and carry on like idiots trying to distract her and she'd go ballistic... then usually burst into tears within seconds. Then the mother would come in and say "What's going on?" and then 'send me home'.

* her best friend was Catriona Rowntree... who is quite a well known (and attractive) TV personality over here. She lived up the road.

Everybody needs good neighbours, Peej.

Indeed. I shouldn't have called her "horsey gal" that particular day.

Hello.

Hello.

Fist

Sicond.
I'm not John McAfee.
#FreeBritney(andWilly)

Tired Tird.

Too much cricket and football at ungodly hours is taking its toll on me. I'll never learn.

Fort. Looking forward to being able to watch the U20 rugby tomorrow afternoon with a clear conscience

lostinwales wrote:Fort. Looking forward to being able to watch the U20 rugby tomorrow afternoon with a clear conscience

You've been acquited of all charges?

JuliusHMarx wrote:

lostinwales wrote:Fort. Looking forward to being able to watch the U20 rugby tomorrow afternoon with a clear conscience

You've been acquited of all charges?

This time...

We have a work 9 days out of 10 thing at work. 10th day is tomorrow

And there is supposed to be a difference between a clean record and a clean conscience

ERRONEOUS FIST!

Galted wrote:ERRONEOUS FIST!

Sounds like a Roald Dahl character.

Galted wrote:ERRONEOUS FIST!

BANANA!

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

Galted wrote:ERRONEOUS FIST!

Sounds like a Roald Dahl character.

Or one from Viz.

Starting to worry about Super's prolonged absence. Did he get back from the game in one piece?
Just played the original version of Yes Sir I can Boogie in his memory.

Galted wrote:

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

Galted wrote:ERRONEOUS FIST!

Sounds like a Roald Dahl character.

Or one from Viz.

Or a porn mag. Traditionally found in a plastic bag in the woods throughout the 80's and 90's.

Pal Joey wrote:Starting to worry about Super's prolonged absence. Did he get back from the game in one piece?

Has someone taken his freedom?

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

Pal Joey wrote:Starting to worry about Super's prolonged absence. Did he get back from the game in one piece?

Has someone taken his freedom?

L*l out loud.

Could be he was the fat one arrested for swimming in the buff in the Serpentine.

As long as he didn't end up in a Spanish jail

Housekeeping all my mails and docs ahead of leaving company on Wednesday, bored s**tless, may do a quiz for old times sake

fist

I am sicond.

Don't really know what to do with myself in the break between the group stages and last sixteen - it's a bit like the c*nt cup (though with the likes of Ronaldo, Pepe and Southgate at the Euros you could say it is the c*nt cup, l*l out loud, chortle, ho ho ho etc).

I find just coasting around with an unjustified sense of optimism undercut by a feeling of inevitable disappointment works.

Tird again.

I gave up caring about or watching football a long long time ago. Each to their own.

lostinwales wrote:Tird again.

I gave up caring about or watching football a long long time ago. Each to their own.

I very rarely watch professional footy. Haven't watched a prem game in full for about 15 years but the kids all want to watch the Euros. I watched the 2nd half of the Croatia game. Sh*t. I watched the 1st half of the Scotland game. Sh*t (then fell asleep). Then I watched the 2nd half of the Czech Republic game. Sh*t.

Then I remembered why I don't watch it. It is sh*t.

I'll probably watch the Germany game as the kids will be all over it but fully expecting that to be equally sh*t.

I was impressed by a couple of the players though. I thought the black dude at the back with the dreads was decent and the goalie looks like a nice young man. Harry Kane looks like they may as well swap him with me for the all use he is.

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

lostinwales wrote:Tird again.

I gave up caring about or watching football a long long time ago. Each to their own.

I very rarely watch professional footy. Haven't watched a prem game in full for about 15 years but the kids all want to watch the Euros. I watched the 2nd half of the Croatia game. Sh*t. I watched the 1st half of the Scotland game. Sh*t (then fell asleep). Then I watched the 2nd half of the Czech Republic game. Sh*t.

Then I remembered why I don't watch it. It is sh*t.

I'll probably watch the Germany game as the kids will be all over it but fully expecting that to be equally sh*t.

I was impressed by a couple of the players though. I thought the black dude at the back with the dreads was decent and the goalie looks like a nice young man. Harry Kane looks like they may as well swap him with me for the all use he is.

F*cking shameless attempt to curry favour with LIW.

Glad you like the black dude at the back with the dreads. - his name is Tyrone and he plays for Aston Villa, which means that old f*cking mooseface will drop him as soon as he gets the chance.

He's probably on about the Leeds lad, Kalvin Phillips

Doubt it, there's no-one as majestic as Tyrone. And nobody takes the knee with the same elegance.

rIck_dAgless wrote:He's probably on about the Leeds lad, Kalvin Phillips

Nope. Tyrone is my man.

I thought he was outstanding. Proper unit as well. Like a black Terry Butcher.

Galted wrote:

F*cking shameless attempt to curry favour with LIW.

Almost certainly, but that doesn't make my assessment of England any less accurate.

Professional football is such a political issue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with liking it or not liking it, but the media obsession with it is just awful. International games are almost certainly worse in quality than club level, so their impact just seems to depend on making them such huge cultural events, something everyone has a stake in, so being able to say 'I was there' is more important than what happens on the pitch.

When we grow up these days generally we don't get indoctrinated into religion and we shouldn't get indoctrinated into excessive nationalism and all that kind of crap, but I'd guess most schoolboys still have to either choose a football team or have a team imposed on them. And if you are not into it you must be some kind of weirdo.

Of course at the same time it is the simplest most perfect random team sport. Infinitely adaptable to the number or the skill of the players. All you need is something to kick around and two objects to mark goal posts.

lostinwales wrote:Professional football is such a political issue. There is absolutely nothing wrong with liking it or not liking it, but the media obsession with it is just awful. International games are almost certainly worse in quality than club level, so their impact just seems to depend on making them such huge cultural events, something everyone has a stake in, so being able to say 'I was there' is more important than what happens on the pitch.

When we grow up these days generally we don't get indoctrinated into religion and we shouldn't get indoctrinated into excessive nationalism and all that kind of crap, but I'd guess most schoolboys still have to either choose a football team or have a team imposed on them. And if you are not into it you must be some kind of weirdo.

Of course at the same time it is the simplest most perfect random team sport. Infinitely adaptable to the number or the skill of the players. All you need is something to kick around and two objects to mark goal posts.

I've gone off it a bit in the last decade or so as it seems a bit silly supporting some rich b*stard's plaything, it's like running around Knightsbridge cheering on a Bugatti Veyron you happened to see at the lights.  And don't get me started on anyone over the age of 12 who wears their club strip with their favourite player's name on the back.

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

Galted wrote:

F*cking shameless attempt to curry favour with LIW.

Almost certainly, but that doesn't make my assessment of England any less accurate.

True.

Galted wrote:And don't get me started on anyone over the age of 12 who wears their club strip with their favourite player's name on the back.

Horrific. Absolutely horrific.

They all deserve to spend an evening locked in a room with SerialDAVE with after we've told him that SLAYER are just a soft version of BON JOVI.

Mind the windows Tino. wrote:

Galted wrote:And don't get me started on anyone over the age of 12 who wears their club strip with their favourite player's name on the back.

Horrific. Absolutely horrific.

They all deserve to spend an evening locked in a room with SerialDAVE with after we've told him that SLAYER are just a soft version of BON JOVI.

Damn Julius for using the DAVE taking a knee joke, this would've been the perfect opportunity.

Monday's unmichaelising fist

Sicond.

Morning Lost. How was your weekend? All good I hope.

Tird.

The Lost weekend, they should make a film about it.