The only time I ever click on an ad for anything is because I want to see exactly how much they are charging for whatever clearly ridiculous thing they’re advertising. Meaning I was never planning on buying it. Thankfully, that is rare.
The only time I ever click on an ad for anything is because I want to see exactly how much they are charging for whatever clearly ridiculous thing they’re advertising. Meaning I was never planning on buying it. Thankfully, that is rare.
Good luck to you as well!
Also, do you think that every time someone sees Avery Brooks and gets excited and days, “IT’S HAWK!!” he said, “thank you” and is grateful someone brought up another role he played?
That coat does not surprise me at all. From what I was able to gather from the What We Leave Behind DS9 documentary, he’s quite the odd duck.
I am happy to share, but I am afraid it won’t help many others. I am lucky because of who my father was.
https://www.gov.uk/apply-citizenship-british-parent/born-before-1983
Glad to be here!
Thank you!
I hope I will be as happy. Thanks!
Thanks!
“Don’t worry, lads. I always poo before I get up.”
You should have seen what it was like when we left the U.S. in terms of weather. This is far better. Thanks!
You mean they won’t accept cowrie shells or cocoa beans? What kind of a place is this?!
Honestly, other than the fact that we were really confused about where to go due to poor signage (and missed our train twice and got lost when we were supposed to change trains), we enjoyed the train ride. We did pay for first class on for the Avanti West portion, but it was worth every penny. (Or am I supposed to say worth every p now?) And since we came from the land of very few trains that all suck, the actual train rides were great. And people were super helpful with our heavy luggage.
Congratulations! Made it to the UK from the US yesterday myself. Let’s hope our new lives will be great!
I would love it if everyone who wanted to could do that. Especially my trans friends and my daughter’s trans friend.
I support whatever local football team will not get me beaten up. Otherwise, sport is not my thing.
The closest pub here is called, I kid you not, The Spread Eagle. I haven’t been yet but how can I not?
I’ll tell you when I’m less exhausted myself.
He just felt you should have been nicer about Spencer.